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I haven't decided what I am going to do with Raleigh and Welsey yet but this is one of their adventures before they moved to StonePier. I played Dungeons and Dragons for years so incorporating magical elements in modern society is no trouble. I do not practice witchcraft or human sacrifice or anything occult. This WORK OF FICTION contains some of those elements. Beware of viewing this as it can cause extreme orgasmic happy time, losing yourself in the story, or sex in the bathroom of a Denny's (Maybe not the last one but a guy can dream) Feel free to tell me what you did or did not like about this. Any hard core DnD fans, keep playing! Onward to furry buttsecks!

Chapter 1: The Devil's Contract

The sun had dipped below the skyline of New York. Beneath the starry sky the city was still in full swing. The cheers and shouts of avid party goers drowned out the man's panting as he jump a fence in the backstreets and tumbled forward.

He stopped and pressed his back against the brick wall, clutching his heaving sides. Both ways were clear, no one could follow him, there was no trail. He allowed himself a moment to collect his composure and slow his breathing. The deed was done and only a damn fool killed a delivery boy.

He turned a corner and a force hit him like a train. The man flew back; his limbs askew, and landed with a sickening thud among the detritus. A tall leopard padded forward, His fur was a silvery grey and his spots were a cold black. He wore a leather jacket but no shirt and his smooth pale grey chest shimmered in the dying light. His jeans were faded and torn at the knees slightly. The leopard wasn't smiling.

"The girdle. Where the fuck is it?!" The leopard growled slowly but the man smiled at him.

"It's beyond you. Artifacts are not the playthings of mortals. Even now enchantments are being placed upon it. You will not wear the girdle." In the blink of an eye the leopard had the man by the throat and was holding him up against the brick wall.

"Tell me motherfucker! Where is it?" The man still smiled triumphantly.

"You're too late Garza. The wizard Welsey has hidden your precious belt. Even *choke* you won't find it." The leopard's eyes thinned to crimson slits and with a bellow he tore the man's arms off. Hot, steaming blood splattered the wall and the man collapsed with a death rattle. The pool of gore twinkled black in the evening hour. Garza shook in his fury. Twice now this Welsey had stopped him. Twice this human had shamed him. Flecks of red stuck and streaked the leopard's jeans but he ignored them.

With one leap the leopard was on the building's roof. He dashed for the Silent Convent, last dwelling of the Cult of Ashes.

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Welsey slumped down into a bench in the hallway. 4 hours of summoning and bartering and no entity would guard the girdle. His hand touched the package hidden under his jacket. The skull shaped clasp glared at him through the paper and the icy gold links of the girdle leeched the heat from his bones.

Frankly, Welsey was hardly surprised. The Girdle of Nightmares was a former possession of a lich. Welsey reflexively touched his watch. Within the watch was the last shard of the lich's phylactery. No demon or archon would be foolish enough to guard this belt. Except. Welsey immediately shook his head. No. No fucking way. The cold metal belt froze his skin. He had no other choice.

Welsey pulled a piece of chalk from his pocket. He opened the door and locked it behind him. The floor had been cleaned and runes drawn and redrawn numerous times. Every outsider the wizard could think of had been summoned. Except one.

Welsey's hands trembled and he made a note to not tell Raleigh. The chalk circle stood silently as Wel drew another circle, this one with a pentagram within it. In the center of the star Wel placed a censor and lit the incense within it then he placed the girdle on the floor within the circle. He stepped into his circle and swallowed. No other choice.

Using Demonic to summon evil outsiders no longer fazed Welsey. Using the Black Speech to summon a malicious god. That scared the living shit out of him. He was sweating and shaking but his voice held steady and he recited command of summoning. He took another breath before calling his target. "Mephistopheles."

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Raleigh stood on the deck outside his apartment. Nervously he touched his wedding ring. This still didn't calm his mind so he shut the glass door and drew the curtains. The early dawn light vanished and shadows covered the room. He had recently showered and his fur still felt warm and fresh. He took off his towel and hung it up in the bathroom.

Raleigh stretched and the firm muscles in his back knotted and clenched in response. Turning his body back and forth to finishing loosening up, Ral fell down on his bed. The silk sheets and plush comforter were inviting and soothed his troubled spirits. He felt a dull ache. Right within his ribs. He wished Welsey were here. The wizard had been gone for almost two weeks. For two weeks Ral had no sex, he hadn't even fucking jerked off. Now the leopard's sex drive was at its breaking point.

Raleigh fished through the drawer next to the bed. After much deliberation he chose a bottle of lime flavored lube. Delicious. He squeezed some of the gel into one hand and massaged his balls with the other. The heavy orbs were full and in need of release. Shivers went up and down his legs as he pawed. Slowly his pink member peeked out of its furry sheath and Ral ran a digit across his tight tail hole. He stiffened promptly at the contact and with his lubed his hand he rubbed the gel into his meat.

The sweet citrusy smell of lime emanated through the bedroom. Raleigh purred quietly as his paw slid up and down his slick member, the wet sounds were music to his ears. A good squeeze as he pulled up and a generous drop of precum dribbled out and plopped onto his belly. Ral moved his hand down.

He cupped and gave his balls a gentle grasp and moaned. He slid his paw further down. He eased a digit in the scarlet ring. His anal muscles contracted around his paw as he worked the finger farther in.

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A green mist oozed up from the floor and flooded the room. Welsey held his breath and shut his eyes against the tears.

"Ahhk-hem!" An older male human with platinum blonde hair cleared his throat loudly and the mist faded, the man floated in the pentacle, one hand held a black cane with a silver dragon head shaped handle while the other firmly grasped a mai tai in a crystal glass with a neon blue umbrella. The floating man leisurely took a sip of his drink as Wel tried not to pass out. The older human's pressed and starched suit was from JoS A. Bank and his perfectly polished leather shoes were Prada. He radiated a sense of confidence, but above that a sense of extravagance and obscene spending.

"Mephisto."

"Abishai" Welsey cringed.

"I order you not to-"

"For fuck's sake you know you can't command what I call you. This is a contract summoning not a bitch fest." The elderly man's sharp retort caused Wel's words to stick in his throat. Lethargically Mephisto took another drink from his glass. "Abishai" Wel winced again. "You should really get out more often, there is a wonderful bar-"

"I order you to destroy the girdle" Welsey croaked. The older man held his silence and glared daggers at the wizard.

"No can do. That belt is too old, too powerful. Even I couldn't gut it." Welsey felt the sweat chill on his body.

"Then hide it." Mephisto raised an eyebrow.

"Your terms?"

"A soul."

"Whose, boy? I will not fall for your weasel tricks a second time."

"Mine, or one of equal or greater value."

"Or greater." Mephisto smirked. "You are quite the catch Abishai."

"Fine." Welsey pulled a scroll of parchment from his pocket and the old man blanched.

"Surely you aren't going to degrade me to that?"

"Fucking believe it. Now sign Mephisto." Reluctantly the old man clenched his fist and flicked a drop of blood at Wel. The wizard caught it on the corner of the paper and words began to bleed onto it. The god picked up the girdle and pocketed it.

"You're a damn fool young wizard." His glare was burning and unwavering, "No one makes a mockery of Hell's steward." Welsey just shook his head.

"Go." The old man disappeared with a loud snap and a burst of cold. Welsey felt like a zombie. He stumbled out of the summoning room and into the hallway. Several attendants scooted past him and a man carrying several heavy books moved as quickly as he could. Wel cleared his head. He pictured his apartment, Raleigh waiting for him. He exhaled and let the shadows pull him.

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Ral jumped off the bed in fright as Welsey appeared in a cloud of smoke and mist. The exhausted human allowed himself to fall onto the warm bed. His weariness drifted away. Shaking Ral looked wide eyed at his husband.

"The fuck? Are you alright babe? You've been gone since-"

"I know Ral,," Wel mumbled "Was busy. And," The human began chuckling to himself, "Sorry to interrupt you." Ral smirked at the human.

"If you here I wouldn't have to do this."

"Too late for me to join?"

"Never too late for you." Ral climbed back onto the bed and lifted Wel's shirt. The human's smooth chest was thinner, from lack of food and sleep, but Ral began licking Welsey's shoulder. The human moaned as Ral licked the tissue. 2 years ago on their wedding night Raleigh had given Welsey a mating bite on Wel's left shoulder. Rather than magically heal it Wel had allowed it to grow back on its own and now the scar tissue was more sensitive. Ral's rough tongue sent electrical shocks up Wel's back as the leopard greedily sucked the fang marks.

"Mmmmhmmm. Babe don't... don't stop doing... mmmmm" The human moaned in his arms as Raleigh licked the scar tissue lovingly. His free paws relieved Wel of his pants and boxers. Taking his mouth off the shoulder Ral moved it down the man's chest, sucking the nipples and giving the pecs a good tongue bath. Wel sighed in ecstasy and leaned back onto the covers. Ral ran his pink tongue down the curves of the abs and up the stiff shaft.

"F-fuck... t-take me Ral...' Never one to argue the grinning leopard lifted his human's hips and pushed his feline cock against Wel's anal ring. The sweet lime lubricant made the hole slick and Wel tried to relax and allow himself to stretch. Taking his husband's full length had always been painful at first but always ended enjoyably.

Hot man ass contracted and kneaded Ral's dripping member as he leaned forward and forced himself further in. Welsey pulled his mate down into a kiss and wrapped his legs around Raleigh's hips in a missionary position.

Raleigh's fur was clean and incredibly soft. The chill of the summoning room seemed to seep into Wel's bones but the heat of his passionate leopard dispelled it. Wel pulled his kitty closer still, the furry mammal's pelt rubbed against his smooth human skin and it felt better than any fur coat. Wel felt love shivers racing up his spine as Ral mumbled "I love you" through the kiss. It was one of Ral's personality characteristics the human loved the most, the leopard was devoted to him, body and soul. Ral kissed his lover on the cheek, then the neck, then the scar. Wel moaned as Ral's invading cock head slid farther up his passage until the feline was hilted. The warmth of the gargantuan phallus buried in his guts combined with the shining love and velvety fineness of the leopard's belly fur almost lulled Wel to sleep. Fighting his exhaustion the human tensed himself for the best part of love making.

With slow easy movements Ral pulled out. The barbs on his cock dragged against the walls of Wel's anus and dots of light and color danced before the human's vision. He couldn't stop himself from drooling slightly or gasping. What Wel had moaned into Ral's ear he could not remember, nor did it matter. Lovingly the leopard moved his hips back and pulled his barbed shaft over the prostate of his husband. Wel's breathing came in short squeaks of pleasure and his hole shivered in pleasure as the barbs tickled it.

With a grunt Ral pushed forward again and his wet organ left slicks of pre across his mate's willing ass. Panting himself now Ral purred and Wel sighed as the vibrations massaged his skin. Ral looked down at the submissive human, his eyes stared up, glossy and wet as tears of joy and pleasure formed, his smile that melted Ral's heart, his hands whose touch could stimulate Ral like nothing else could.

Ral moved a paw down slowly over Wel's abdomen. He firmly grasped the leaking red shaft of his lover and stroked it. Wel moaned quietly as Ral brought his closer to the edge of orgasm before stopping, waiting for the waves of warmth to subside, then stroking again. Finally Ral started rubbing faster and faster. Wel grit his teeth as the leopard's rock hard cock pounded his ass and gentle paw caressed his length.

Steaming ivory spunk erupted into the air. Wel breathed a scream through his teeth and the waves of orgasmic fun contorted his body and face. The salty goo hung in ropes from Ral's chest and thin pools glittered on Wel's chest.

Ral grunted as he got closer but Wel had other plans. He pushed the leopard off him and the confused feline fell onto his back on the other half of the bed. Wel eased a knuckle into Ral's tight ring as his mouth gulped down the leopard's dick. Ral purred in contentment as Wel worked two fingers, then three, then his entire hand in.

The feline's tail hole stretched and Wel forced his fist up the steamy passage. Ral moaned his delight as pools of pre filled Wel's hungry lips. The human buried his fist up to the forearm until Ral winced in pain. Pulling the limb back out Wel waited till he had only his knuckles in before jamming the arm back up. Raleigh purred and squeaked as the human's licks became short wet lashes on his throbbing member and his strong hand pumped the leopard's inviting ass.

With a low squeal Raleigh came with an eye popping orgasm. Incredibly thick streams of creamy goodness splattered the feline's chest and the sheets. With every fisting stroke another wave of cum splashed down and coated Ral's defined abdominal muscles and left gooey streaks across Wel's face.

Pulling his mate on top of him, Ral kissed Wel, their tongues curling around each other as the delicious perfume of lime, sweat, and hot sex clouded the bedroom. Sticky globs of spunk dried on them but the two tired lovers made no effort to move. Wel fell quickly into sleep, the last words he heard were the leopard's crooning "I love babe, I always will."

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Garza glared at the immaculate office building. Dealing with humans of any kind made him sick. Magical humans, those were just fucking shit. Swallowing his pride the leopard padded up to the glass doors. Inside elevator music trilled in the lobby. No one even looked at him.

He stopped in front of the receptionist who was absorbed in a copy of the New York Times.

"I'm here to see Magnus."

"Mhmm." The receptionist in her hideous pink and maroon blouse and skit combo just mumbled at him. Garza decided on a more direct approach to her attention.

His claws extended and he grabbed the ignorant woman by the neck. People hushed immediately as the angry fur lifted the choking woman up his face.

"Listen good bitch. Fuck what you're doing, I need-"

"That's enough Garza." Behind the leopard and tall, attractive man stood smoking a cigarette. His hair was black as a raven's wing but his skin was a healthy tan. His smiled revealed large pointed canine teeth and his eyes were like bloody rubies, a horrifying scarlet set into his face. "As it so happens I have no appointments. I can see you now." Leopard dropped the receptionist without even looking at her in mid turn. He followed Magnus into an elevator as people stared.

The music piped from the ceiling and the warbling singer gave Garza a headache. "To what do I owe this honor leopard? Last I heard you were in Rome."

"It's gone."

"It?"

"My girdle." At this comment the man's eyes narrowed.

"THE girdle, HIS girdle, Gorefrost served no one but himself. He would be rather insulted to hear-

"Damn that lich! For all his power he fell to a human, and a wizard drop out at that!" Magnus's hand clenched the cigarette tightly.

"Yes, but Abishai has always had great innate power. His defeat of Gorefrost was unexpected." He took a puff, "But useful in retrospect."

"I'm not here for a history lesson."

"No you aren't, are you." Before the leopard could speak Magnus spoke again. "You want my help. To find a magical item that has been set to be hidden or destroyed to prevent its abuse. Yes my scrying reveals much and I enjoy keeping tabs on... particular subjects, like you. Touching. But why should I help you?"

"I will gut you here and now if you don't" At this the man laughed to himself.

"I've got a better idea. A trade."

"Fair enough, but if I'm getting the girdle what is I must surrender to you?" The elevator clunked as they reached the 8th floor. The two stepped out into wide laboratory like room. On one side was a library, the shelves buckling under the load of books. There were boxes of various magical reagents and jars of animals and substances.

"What I want is simple." Magnus picked up a large glass jar of a desk and handed it to Garza. "Fill it with your seed." The leopard almost dropped the jar in his surprise.

"What?!"

"You heard me Garza. A jar of your seed and I'll help you find the girdle." The leopard looked warily at the man but didn't move. At the feline expression Magnus laughed. "I'll be in the other room. Make as much noise as you want and knock on the door when you're through." The wizard opened a heavy wooden door and it closed with a solemn thud.

"I cannot believe I am going through with this." Gara grumbled angrily for a few moments before giving in. Leaning against the table and pushing a silver disk out of the way, the kitty pawed himself through his jeans. He had not allowed himself the treat of releasing his seed recently, and this was a small price to pay for the girdle.

He unbuttoned his pants and groped his fuzzy sac. His ready cock peeked out of its sheath in anticipation. Garza licked his paw and rubbed the wetness over his rising member. The warmth of his touch made him shiver and moan.

A forest green fox ran its paw down Garza's stomach and the leopard leaped back in shock. The canine gave the cat a mischievous wink and knelt down. Bumping against the bookcase and before he could protest the vulpine's soft lips enveloped Garza and deepthroated him. The green fur ran his tongue up the shaft and swirled it around the head.

Garza purred in pleasure and pulled the fox's jaws back down onto his organ. Impaling the smaller animal's head. The gagging and sucking sounds were a soft background symphony as the fox bobbed up and down.

Garza licked his lips and cooed to the kneeling vulpine. "Mmmmm, suck that dick. Suck it like a good bitch!" The fox's sweet maw pulled and sucked the entire length and the familiar tensing itch returned to Garza's balls.

The enigmatic green fur pulled Garza out of his mouth and lifted the jar. Giving the sweating leopard a rigorous hand job, Garza mewled as he shot his load into the glass. Pale lines of seed poured out and with each heart beat another cum shot blasted the jar. Placing the full container on the ground the fox deepthroated the leopard again and licked the member clean. Garza sighed and blinked.

The fox disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. Still confused the feline screwed the top onto the jar and knocked on the wooden door. Magnus walked out and smiled and the full glass. "Perfect. No trouble I hope."

"Two questions. Who was that fox, and why do you want this?" The wizard glanced at the table where items had been shoved aside.

"The fox answer is simple. This silver disk you have touched is a wishing mirror. It creates whatever you want the exact moment you touch it. As you wanted someone to fuck, it granted you a fur to milk you of your seed."

"And my cum is important because?"

"I have need for it Garza. The substance in that jar is as precious as blood, it is you in its entirety. My plans require that glass jar kitty." Reluctantly the leopard handed over the container. "Now my friend, let's find your precious belt."

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Two sex scenes for the price of one. This is a lot longer than I usually write but I'm trying to get story elements in. Gotta get me a mirror like that :D and for the fans of my other work NO I HAVE NOT FINISHED TOBIAS AND MORT'S STORY. Just had to take a break with this cause this story would not get out of my head.