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Kieran, wanting to be the indomitable hero, swoops in to defy his odds, pitting himself against all danger in order to save the vulnerable damsel in distress. Meanwhile, other dangers begin to close in around them all, bring with them a claim of pending death.

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Ebon Rites

-Chapter 6-

The Demon’s Colours

-o-O-o-

Aryn, sat on a tuft of grass not so far away, observed Kalokin. Seeing an area of development, he kindly decided to give the demonic serpent a little constructive feedback. “You need to arch your back as if a snake about to strike, and open your maw wider, watch this.” he said, as he slowed his movements and reclining his back, gradually beginning to open his maw, displaying all his fangs. “The act incites fear, and they know a strike is pending. You can snap at them stopping short before you repeat it or sink your fangs into a clothing article and tare a little away, but not all. It’s an art,” he said.

Kalokin listened and proceeded with care and attention against the frightened sweet looking girl. But just as he positioned and opened his maw wide, it happened.

...Kieran.

In the open distance ahead of them a dark feline creature with his arm glowing, had interrupted them.

“Hold it right there, foul demon. You shall not consume her! Fear my name, feel my purity, and cringe, for I am, Kieran. I am renowned within the order of luminance hierarchy, the light that shines, the beacon of hope to innocents…” he continued on and on as Kalokin switched off from the ranting words.

‘Is this guy for real?’ Kalokin thought as black and purple feline rambled on. The voice began to grate, and also upset the demonic serpent as could feel his head becoming dizzy with the droning voice. ‘Why won’t anyone just let me be!’ he thought and bared with it as far as he could, until it finally happened. He emotionally snapped.

“Stop it! Why me, all I want to do is learn how to defile a pretty girl to fulfill my prophecy. One which I always always screw up. At this rate I will always fail!” he loudly cried, venting his frustrations and sadness. Tears began rolling down his scaly cheek.

“Huh?” Kieran paused a moment caught off guard seeing the unusual reaction of the demon, but then his determination resurfaced. Unable to help himself, he ignored the demon’s pain, not wanting to be deceived by the false portrait being painted in front of him. ‘He’s a crafty one, trying to trick me, but I shall not fall to him,’ he thought as he pinned it as a well fabricated lie, skillfully enacted. “You shall now be sentenced, and within me resides the holy power to strike you down. No manner of deception or scenes of false despair shall demeritt your crimes, and no performance arts shall pull the wool over my eyes! So stop your acting, and face me, for I am your end!”

Aryn decided to sit tight as he had a rather hard situation between his own legs and was a bit too embarassed to intervene. He sighed as he was really beginning to get into the mood before this guy showed up. Besides Z could probably handle this one.

“Stop it,” Z screamed. “You meanie with poop dialogue! I bet you’re jealous because you have a super small weenie, can’t you see he’s uber-like genu-ee-win whatever that big fancy word is! But yeah, upset! So back off?” she cried, rubbing along Kalokin’s side gently. Her touch was warm and caring, so tender. The snake was really in need of a friend right now, and Z definitely is a good friend.

Shocked at Z’s words, Kieran looked blankly at Z. “But he tried to hurt you?” he asked confused. ‘Surely he was about to rape her?’

Z glared at Keiran with flames in her eyes and pouted. “Hurt? She angrily questioned, then pointed at Kalokin. “Take a good look! See what you haz done now! I hope you feel better for upsetting a nice demonic monster!” she said, reached out to pat her friend on the back.

With her loving touch she continued. “There-there snake person, don’t let the religious nut make you feel bad, kay?” she said soothingly.

Her actions caused Keiran to raise a brow. Now questioning his own judgement, he couldn’t help but ask. “Huh? I’m kinda lost. Hey Mr, are you really a demon?”

Kalokin huffed, before retorting back, “What do you think, you bully! No need to pick on me as I like to ravage the hell out of innocent girls!”

“Erm, I just thought... “ he paused a moment as the demon lay down, causing Kieran to lower his guard. Wafting his hand he began to dispel his magic as it sparkled away being carried with the breeze. Not believing what he was actually doing, he cautiously advanced towards Kalokin. “It wasn’t my intention to cause such strife and pain. I’m really sorry.”

Z pressed her hands on her hips with a really cross pose. “You should be! Now pet him too!”

Aryn nodded proudly. “That’s my girl, you tell him!” Of course, Kieran finally noticed Aryn, and gulped. He couldn’t understand his words as they only came as roars and growls.

“T-there’s a wild cat out here! It’ll kill us all and then eat us!” he cried looking at Aryn, as the feral cat face pawed himself.

“Don’t change the topic!” Z scolded. “Now pet him!”

“B-but…” he skeptically excused.

“But nothing, meanie! Do it!” she snapped back.

Conceding, he knew it was better to just go with it. “Y-yes M’am” he sheepishly replied while keeping sight of Aryn from the corner of his eye. ‘What have I got myself mixed up in…’

Kieran gulped and nodded trying to ignore the ferocious snow leopard. He took another few steps closer and stood just before the demon, then apprehensively extended his hand before he softly patted him on the back. Feeling bad, the black cat sat down with them. Every now and then, even if it was a rare occurrence, there was that very unique demon with a good heart. Could this be one? Kieran then shook his head. ‘No, that can’t be, he was trying to hurt the girl, but maybe he is good and needs help on the path of light? And maybe the girl is has inner turmoil and her only way to cope with it, is to be hurt. I must try to save them both.’

“I didn’t mean to upset you, honestly. I see you have a soul, and you two weren’t in trouble, I want to help,” he continued wishing to rehabilitate him while also helping Z. “Demons and monsters don’t need to be evil ones you know,” he said feeling Kalokin wasn’t really that bad inside.

Z noded. “He’s not a monster, but I guess he is a demon,” she shrugged, “but he has feelings too.”

Kalokin nodded to Z in agreement. “I just want to defile Z so she screams and squeals, even cries, just like me now. She’s so lovely and nice, and she has really cute big tits. Have a peek if you don’t believe me!”

It was Z’s turn to nod in agreement. “Yup, looksy-looksy, I love them too!” she said with a sparkly smile.

Kieran looked over at Z, and even though he didn’t intend to, he did glimpse at her lovely breasts and then turned back to Kalokin, “yeah she really does, I mean, the lovely and nice part, err I mean her personality!” he corrected and flushed red. Shaking his head to remove impure thoughts of Z’s sexy big breasts, he concentrated on Kalokin. “Doing bad things to your friend isn’t nice, and your friend is really a sweet person, she’s helping you. You shouldn’t try repay her kindness by trying to do what you were doing,” he said.

Z then pouted again. What did he mean by that? “Hey it’s not a bad thing if I want it, and he totally wants to do it, so what’s the big idea?”

Kalokin then frowned becoming a little angered too, “What are you trying to say, my friend shouldn’t be subjected to my indecent sexual assault, or her body shish-kebabed by the profanity of my demon sized cocks? How dare you imply she shouldn't be begging and screaming for mercy while her mortal womanhood strains with my size?”

“It’s not what I meant? I only mean you shouldn’t take advantage of those who care for you? Violently having sex with someone you care about isn’t the way,” Kieran corrected.

“Oh my goodness, are you saying she’s not good enough to have my demonic seed violently explode into her! Screwed so hard she doesn’t know the time of day or year? What kind a cruel person are you dammit!....” Raising his head a little he hissed “Are you saying she’s not special enough to deserve that and more? Well?”

Z blurted in again. “Yeah, that, what he said, I so totally deserve ultimate molestation!”

Kieran was beginning to sweat now. Things were getting out of hand. “I mean she does deserve it, huh wait I meant she doesn’t. What I’m trying to say is, a friend should steal another's heart from sincerity, I would,” he said with a smile trying to recover from his word stumbling.

Kalokin frowned with a little rage. “Steal? What are you trying to pull now? Are you saying you’re trying to steal her? You’re so mean,”

Z shouts, “Yeah mean! Pussy bandit, thief vagina raider!”

Kaolokin gasped at Z’s analogy of this do-gooder. “Oh my goodness Z, you’re so right and tight too! I see it now, how could he do such horrible things under the rouse of a pretentious friend wanting to be nice! Then try to steal your virgin-tense pussy and raid it for himself!”

“Wa-wa-wait whoa, guys, this is getting a bit carried away, that’s not what I meant, I only,” ‘glomp’ Kalokin’s mouth closed with no other signs of Kieran but the large bulge sliding down his throat. He had swallowed him whole.

“Sorry Z he upset me, and I needed a comfort snack again,” he sobbed.

“Awww that’s okay, it happens,” she said as she patted his back. “Would you like some of my clothes torn before we start, maybe my tits threatening to tear free when you take me?”

“Oh that sounds super nice, but I have to get horny before I do this! That guy spoiled my mood,” he sadly expressed.

-o-O-o-

Rob, still clung to Clarisse felt her heart thudding up against him. His pawed hand delicately traced through her scalp, feeling her blonde hair washing through the recess of his fingers. Bringing his muzzle closer, he took a long breath to take in her freshness. She smelt so lovely and tender, kind of like an orchard of blooming flowers, or at least how it seemed to him. He could feel her fingers curling along his chest, innocently as they acted almost as if she sought someone to protect her from whatever monstrosities lay beyond these trees and bushes. He didn’t need her to say anything, and what her words didn’t say, her actions did; she needed him right now.

Finally after what was undoubtedly longer than her comfort would allow, having gained more strength, she pulled away. Clarisse felt some disbelieve that she had allowed a stranger to sooth her in such a way, but in sincerity, humbled that he’d been so accommodating of her. Unable to look him in the eye,the lynx turned her head away from embarrassment.

“I’m sorry,” came her timid voice. “I don’t know why I’m acting this way. Maybe I’ve been bottling this fear up,” she sobbed, then brought her hands to wipe away her tears. “I’m usually stronger than this…”

“Letting it out helps. It makes sure we keep moving forward. If we let what bothers us build up, we can’t see the step ahead and continue to trip on our emotions,” he caringly shared.

Other things were also nagged at him being further back from the others and separated. It wasn’t the isolation, was there any truth in this occult thing? Now she wasn’t wrapped so tightly he had his senses focused again. His thoughts free from emotions that clouded him. If he wanted to protect her, and survive, then he needed to be more perceptive. The bear allowed himself to calmly attune to the dangers that lurked, listening, seeing and even smelling for foreign scents or odors. Was it something in the air, or a trick of his own imagination, but he could just feel it. There also something seemed partially absent. He realised what it was, the sounds of nocturne life, grasshoppers, insects, small rodents, night birds, everything, and rustling leaves from the breeze which also was amiss. Usually it wouldn’t have been a bother, but were those creatures afraid and able to sense what he couldn’t, potentially even fearing to make their own presence known? He was beginning to dislike these horrible sensations, uncomfortably chilling and creeping up over his body.

She had become silent again, and he didn’t want to remain a stranger to her as he shrugged off what he was feeling. “Hey, I didn’t catch your name. Aria got to you before I heard. I’m Rob, it’s all I can say reluctantly, as for the rest, it’s confidential. I know it’s not much to go on, but rest assured, we’re the good guys,” he said giving her a nervous smile. “I guess that doesn’t inspire much confidence heh,” he realised, not knowing what he could say to further their barriers. ‘That was just great, idiot… I tied her up, Aria drugged and knocked her out with chlorfoam, and we’re the good guys? That’s going to be hard to swallow. She probably is going to scream or run now…’ he thought.

“It’s okay, I know you’re not bad,” she replied which surprised Rob as he was sure he mustn’t have come across very friendly. “You’ve not hurt me, and have given me freedom again. If you were bad, then you wouldn’t have risked giving me free roam. I’m not sure if I should give you my name. You trusted me enough to not screw you over. But I’m scared. I thought I was ready but I guess I’m just chicken inside,” she said with a frown looking down at the ground.

“Hey you know, hold your head high,” he said reaching for her, as his finger curled under her chin. Soothingly, he helped to raise her head up so her eyes could meet his gaze. “I know from experience, it’s not what we feel that makes us brave, it’s what we do, regardless of how cowardly we are feeling. I’ve been scared many times and still get scared every now and then,” he claimed as he retracted his hand, placing it over his heart before he gave it a few audible pats. “It’s about the stuff that counts here. Still, enough of that. I’m feeling uneasy just staying here. I think we need to get moving. Something has been bugging me, and I feel we’re just not safe staying here,” he said looking around.

“How so?” she asked, worriedly looking around with him.

“It’s like I feel there’s things moving around out there, and my better senses say, they’re just mortal like you and I but… Nevermind. You’re going to think I’m weird for believing in stuff like that. There ain’t no such things as monsters and ghosts. Aria would just mock me if she heard me talking this way. Don’t mind me. I need you to be brave now like I said before. Think you can do this for me?”

“I will, just don’t leave me okay?” she said with fear. ‘All the training, everything I’ve been through to become a member of the order all came down to this. Wasted. I wanted so much to be able to do this, and now, I just can’t. Not alone at least…’ she thought.

“I swear... I’m a soldier of my word,” he said, giving her a reassuring rub on the shoulder.

“You know, you sound like some cheesy romance hero from a bad book I read once, hehe,” she giggled for the first time which also made him laugh.

“I try,” he said as he then raised his hand to his ear he pressed a little button. “Aria, I think there maybe hostiles around here. I’m going to be making tracks to rendezvous with you guys, do I have the go ahead?”

“Granted,” came the voice over his intercom. “Use silencer if need, over,” she finished as some hissing and crackling was heard.

Clarisse looked at him waiting for him to say something, but when nothing came, she spoke up, whispering to him. “You asked my name before, it’s, well... Clarisse,” she said.

“It’s a lovely name, I like it. Okay, now we’re going to stay low. Move like I do, watch your footing, and brush leaves incase there’s twigs. We don’t want to give away our location.”

The Lynx nodded as she watched Rob get low but staying on his feet, squatting as he began to shuffle his feet carefully, brushing the leaves aside with each step. Taking him as a literal guideline, she did just as he did. It was much better than her clumsy, earlier method.

-o-O-o-

Not too far ahead, stealthily moving to and fro with the trees, and bushes as cover, Aria drifted with the shadows. Every now and then she would carefully position herself behind one form of cover or other. Soon enough, she found herself only a few meters behind the targets, trying to get an eye on whom they were hunting. Any closer could run the risk of detection.

“Jaffah, got visual of target they after?”

“Negative, but from where I am, I can deduce that they’re awaiting instructions, or potentially for others to get into their ambush locations. I can try take one out, and then make the other talk? Do I have a go ahead?” he asked looking at them with unbreakable concentration, and eyes as keen as a bird of prey.

“Hold ground. If jump ambusher now, we act ahead of time not knowing other ones locations. Once we know their target is, we can defend if needed or let their target die,” she said coldly.

“You give me the shivers sometimes honey,” he said with the smile, finding this side of her dangerously attractive.

“Flirt later, work now. And Rob, almost here? We wait now, holding ground. And where is girl?” she asked. As she did this, she watched one of the two men rifling through their pockets for something. One of the men pulled out a sword-like pommel but with nothing on it, no blade or anything. It then abruptly changed into a circular blade, beginning to exude black transparent smoke, and it all materialised within a blink of an eye. The blade itself resembled something quite tribal or sacrificial, both notions instilled a sickness in her. She didn’t like the look of what they were carrying. She now felt somewhat more eased knowing these guys were not carrying ranged weapons as she carried out her initial assessment of their combat capacity. There seemed to be some writing engraved into the inlay of the circular blade itself, more like hieroglyphs but it was hard to discern what exactly it was.

Rob’s voice came through “I’m twenty seconds away, the girl is with me, she’s cooperating nicely so I’ve undone her binds,” he transmitted.

“What? You joking me right? You no let her run free? How we trust?” Aria asked, disbelieving in his actions.

“We trust with instinct, and I say she’s okay,” he replied.

“You better be right, if not, we screwed,” she said, not bothering to question his judgement further. She could have demanded that he re-constrain her but didn’t follow it up. It was somewhat unprofessional and an unnecessary risk, but even she knew, having faith at times over protocols have proven fruitful on occasions, but not always. If she were to challenge Rob, it would cause unrest, and it’s the last thing she wanted as it would distract from the task to hand as well as undermine his judgement. She just had to trust him on this one. “Take position at X19385 Y33007, and wait. Over.” she said as the silence came over the airwaves again.

-o-O-o-

Kalokin was beginning to feel more himself again, as he ogled as Z’s breasts. “Can I bite your tit?” he curiously asked.

“No, that would hurt, hmm well, okay if it helps you learn, but you have to make me cum to make up for it then, kay, and no breaking the skin when you bite it, I don’t want accidental venom in it. It may turn blue and drop off.”

“Oh-okay, I promise not to pierce with my fangs. This is sooooo awesome, and… Well, ahem… Oooo oooo can I bite your pussy too, with possible light fangs but I won’t sink them in maybe?”

“Now you’re pushing it,” she said folding her arms crossly.

“Oh sorry, thanks for the boob though, it will really feel like ravaging your sexy hot body then! Just, err well, I wished I could bite your pussy too.”

“Hmmm, how about this, you can suck on it super hard and I can pretend you’re biting it? Besides Aryn has already called dibs on biting my pussy,” she cheered, throwing both hands over her head, jumping and clapping multiple times. “Fangs and all, wooo!”

Aryn raised his ears. “What? Huh, when I said I’d bite it, I didn’t mean it like that, so no, I didn’t say that!” he spoke out apprehensively. ‘That was suppose to be a threat, not another one of your weird fetishes…’

“Yes you so said it, and soon will totally mark your mate! I soooo love that, super romantic, you’re adorable I love you,” she cried as she pounced of Aryn, wrapping her hands around his neck and half strangling him as his head flopped around.

Kalokin peted Aryn lightly on the head. “That’s totally cute, you’re a lucky guy, not many girls would let their mate mark them, and it’s especially brave of her to accept it there!”

“I… I…” Aryn squinted in defeat, and it was better just to remain quiet.

I don’t think she has a clue how eye watering that would be, but then again. A devious smile swept across his face as he licked his lips at the thought. Heh, I can get my own back for all the torment she puts me through! So maybe I will brand that ditz’s pussy!’

-o-O-o-

Rob found a safer, concealed spot to settle down and have a good visual overview. He could make out a few groups of two. Bringing out his binoculars from one of his dozen pockets, he brought it up to his eyes. The night vision picked up several groups of two, and just ahead of them was their target. He placed his finger to his ear.

“Hey guys, I can see their targets, first one is female, about five foot, maybe a little less, she looks between seventeen and nineteen, has long blue hair, olive skin. The second is a feral big cat, spotted, I think it’s a snow leopard, then there’s a tall snake of some form, about five meters in length, but don’t hold me to that. I think they’re her pets or something. I can also vaguely make out what her ambushers are saying. They’re referring to her as the virgin, and something about purity and sacrifice. Then something about taking her innocence. I’d mention other things they’re saying but it’s too disgusting, but it’s safe to assume she’s going to be tortured, raped and killed. In addition, they also intend to kill the other two civilians with her. I can’t make out what their target is saying but it looks like she’s oblivious to what’s about to happen, over,” he said.

Aria paused in thought a moment. Multiple civilians to protect would be more complicated than she’d anticipated. “Okay hold ground, scout how many groups of two, and we move in, in T- minus five minutes. But be ready, move in earlier, if they act before we. Meanwhile, keep your eyes and ears open. Try get a little more intel of what we is up against. We have duty to protect innocents and civilians,” she said, almost angered a little.

Clarisse brought her hands to her mouth, shocked. “She’s a virgin? With what she was doing in the bar? I’m surprised.”

“You know her? And at the bar?” Rob enquired curiously. He wasn’t paying much attention to Z but then remembered her too.

“She, ahem, flashed her tits at me,” Clarisse blushed.

Rob began to feel better knowing that Clarisse was now becoming more relaxed with him. She seemed to be doing much better. “Oh, hehe, seems like a feisty virgin in denial,” he said. “And you didn’t provoke her in anyway?”

“Well, I was looking for occultist markings on her. With the way she dresses, it left a lot I could see. I deduced she wasn’t branded in anyway, from what was on show, which left her, eh… breasts. So I, ahem was looking down at them and then she noticed. It was embarrassing, but also knew I’d been looking for awhile, not for that purpose of course,” she paused clearing her throat. “So she flashed them at me, and I knew then she was just out to have fun, no markings or anything. Her breasts, they were really nice,” she flushed.

Rob felt a little disappointed as he thought there may have been spark between them. “Guess no chance for me then if you’re into girls, it’s okay, I always strike out,” he said observing how shy she was getting as she talked about another girl. “I guess this girl is totally gorgeous, exotic, incredibly cute, and you are too.”

“Oh, sorry I didn’t know you started to like me like that. Well, that’s a lie, I did with the way you were coming on all sweet with me. Yes I do like girls,” she said as Rob’s expression saddened. “But don’t give me that hurt puppy look, I also like men hehe, if we are alive, just maybe,” she said.

The hope lit again in Rob’s eyes. “I was hoping of more than a maybe perhaps?”

“Maybe is good for now. I also wouldn’t mind being tied up again,” Clarisse said, as an expression of disbelief reflected back from Rob’s face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that, I did but, sorry I was kinda sudden with such things,” she said turning her head away out of shame. ‘Great, I bet he thinks I’m a horny slut now,” she thought, angry with herself.

“It’s alright, people grow closer in life threatening situations and become more sincere to our emotions along with the things we want and need. We’re going through a lot at this moment in time, and it’s where we really find those we know we can truly trust. We also disclose things we wouldn’t normally. And on the topic of trust, you probably just said what you’ve been wanting to try, but just with the right partner.”

“I’ve tied up someone before, hehe,”

“Oh my bad, sorry for trying to sound clever and make assumptions.”

“Well, you weren’t entirely wrong,” Clarisse corrected. “But you’re right, I’ve felt uncomfortable being on the receiving end, but only fantasized of being.”

“I see. Tying you up on a first date is a little sudden for me, but I’m sure we’ll work things out, so I’m saying yes to you,” he whispered feeling some school boy giddiness come over him. “I’d kiss you right about now, but I don’t want our civilians dying on us, besides, one of them has those great tits you liked right?” he said teasingly with a wink.

She gave into a quiet giggle. “Yes she does. So It would make me very sad if you didn’t manage to protect her. Make sure you save her for me,” she teased.

-o-O-o-

Mid ground, surrounded by the unseen enemy, Z continued talking to Kalokin. “Well, hmmm it may help if you let me see your penis, having it out for me will be awesome and may make you super horny again as I check it out, wanna try?”

“Really? But but but, I’m a little worried about my special equipment, it’s kinda gross I think, what if you don’t like it?” he asked while starting to shiver, and if he did have knees which he thankfully didn’t, they’d be knocking right now from being so nervous.

“Hey now’s not the time to get cold feet, I’m sure it’s perfect for the job, a-huh! The perfect innocent pussy destroyer!” she said with sparkling eyes and such faith in him. Her expression and warm heart was inspiring confidence in him. “But, but,” he said with a gulp.

“But whatsy snakey wakey?”

“Okay okay, it’s like this, I ahem never defiled a girl before because they all got away, one kicked me in the balls, the ones I don’t have but still hurt like crazy, and she so got away. I failed… Another died of fright, and I was being nice that time, all I asked was hi my name is Kalokin, mind if I defile your body today? I failed that one too, the list can go on and on. So it’s just that I errr never had sex. You’re like the nicest girl I’ve met.”

“Awww that’s so sad, forget them. Can I see your dick now?” she asked eagerly looking at his slit and wondering when Kalokin will pull it out.

“Oh that, yeah, right, here it is, just don’t run away before I molest you okay?” he asked.

“If you don’t hurry up, I’ll get a pump and force it out, then super molest you myself, yup!”

“Whoa, ahem,” he said as his slit began to part. A goofy blushing expression began to form on his face. From behind the slit, two large, thick slime coated penis’s, something truly terrifying, slithered out. As he was slowly starting to get a boner, Z looked up at him at to give him a reassuring look.

“See that wasn’t so hard, tehehe,” she said, and slowly looked back down to finally get a better look at his emerged penis, or even hemipenis. In shock, her mouth opened into a wide O.

“Wh-what do you think?” he sheepishly asked.

“Oh Jinkiesssssss!” she cried, bringing her hands together over her bosom and shivered from head to toe with excitement, “This is going to be even more amazing than I even thought. I get two cocks instead of one! Meeep!” she cheered, with her gaze, fixated more intently at them. “Oh sorry, what I think, hmmm. Well, they’re so super ugly, I mean so gross-like, enough to crack a mirror if you stood in front of it. Oh-oh they ish very scary, totally monstrous, so much icky slime. It’s like the perfect demon weapon!”

“Awww shucks, that’s such nice things you say. It’s making me harder. You really think they’re scary?” he quizzed as he bashfully made circles in the ground with the tip of his tail.

“A-huh, you bet they are! You see… My pussy, she’s already terrified of it and shaking in my panties.” Z said pointing down,” with a playful wink.

“Oh goodness, it must be a real pussy to be scared like that,” he nodded.

“Yeah, my pussy is such a pussy!” she said and confused herself with the word reiteration in different contexts. Shaking her head, she got excited with this game of show and tell. “Hey, want an advanced preview to see how scared it is?”

“Would I ever!” he exclaimed as she began pulling up her mid thigh length dress slowly and exposing her tight silken light blue panties. Overjoyed, he could make out the shape of some of Z’s pussy as he pointed between her legs. “Be scared pussy, I will destroy you with my cocks soon!”

Aryn didn’t say anything, but it was clear he was getting a headache from all this. ‘I’m stuck with two idiots…’

“Yeah, you tell that pussy!” Z cheered. However, Aryn was quick to swat her dress back down.

“Z, it won’t be much fun if Kalokin sees everything before he has a chance to rip it all off. All the fun and excitement of it being a more authentic educational experience would be lost. Besides, ahem it’s really kinda really cute for a humanoid’s pussy,” he said when he felt the rapture of two tight clutching arms wrap tightly around his neck like a noose as Z surprise bear hugged him around his neck.

“Awww you ish the best, and love my pussy so much, me too, I love my pussy, we have so much in common Aryny-poo, I love you,” she said as his head flopped around.

“N-not for lo-long if I’m dead. L-let me g-g-g-go I can’t b-breath,” he gasped.

“Oops sorry, I keep forgetting not to do that to you.” she said, immediately releasing him as the colour returned to his cheeks under the fur while he continued gasping for air.

“Sheesh,” he cried breathing rapidly. “There’s a difference between hugs, and chokeholds… Not everyone is a self abuse loving masochist you know?”

Chapter End.

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