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Chapter 20 - Legend Nine Part Five

The demon raised an eyebrow.

"My seed would burn your throat." Sylas commented before turning back to the others. "We need to come up with a plan." He said.

"Seems simple enough!" Hana said. "You said it yourself. You and Master just have to go down there and fuck him!" She went on.

"Yea! Come down here and let me suck your cock pretty boy!" The cat encouraged, with a fanged grin.

Sylas stepped over the trap door and raised a foot.

"Watch your head Quinn." He warned before stomping down onto the door and standing on it to keep the cat trapped and quiet.

"Wait a moment…" Layla said. "As much as that seems like a good idea, can Quinn even consent in this state?" She asked.

The room was silent for a moment before Barric put up a finger.

"Funny you mention that! Sylas, Quinn, and I actually discussed this recently." The King said.

Layla and Hana both raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" Layla asked.

Sylas nodded.

"Yes actually. When we were traveling less than a week ago. Barric likes to play this game called would you rather, and what if. If I recall, the hypothetical situation was something along the lines of, if we were hypnotized and we had to fuck each other to snap out of it… But in that presented situation Barric was very specific about the fact that only a spit roasting would snap us out of the trance. Sadly, we all agreed." The demon explained.

Layla and Hana's raised eyebrows only grew higher as he described the odd games they would play.

"Besides…" Barric interjected. "Wouldn't that be… ya know? …Gay?" The King asked.

"Well yea, so? I thought you were all about that?" Layla said as the demons watched.

"What do you mean?" Barric asked.

Layla narrowed her eyes.

"What do you mean, what do I mean? You're Barric Ironstorm! I thought you were all about sexual conquest, and delivering that royal pipe, and every hole is a goal! What happened to all that?" The elf pointed out.

The King was silent for a moment.

"I have said all of those things at one point… Though I have never delivered the royal pipe unto another man, a cock haver, a dude even." Barric said.

"Really?" Sylas asked. "I thought you would be more experienced than that. You claimed to be the conqueror of all holes, yet a soft, tight, cat boy is where you draw the line? I expected more of you." Sylas said, glancing at Layla who gave him an encouraging nod.

The King looked down at his large hands.

"Is it true? Have I been limiting my true potential by focusing on only one of the sexes?" He asked out loud.

"Siriuhs is full of unexplored lands and undiscovered monsters of all sexes and genders. Who's to say there aren't plenty more monster girls, monster boys, and monster somethings we haven't even seen yet!" Layla pointed out.

"Besides, no matter what they are, or where they come from, I bet they have a hole to fuck!" The elf went on, striking a pose and making a lewd gesture with her fingers.

"You're godsdamned right sister!" The King said confidently. "Every hole is a goal! Monster fathers and monster mothers beware! Wherever there are hot ass monsters, we will be there! Man, woman or in betwixt! We will fuck your holes and kiss your lips!"

"Consensually!" Layla added in.

"Yes! Consensually! Now… Let's Fucking Go!" Barric roared, striking an inspiring pose and pointing at seemingly nothing important.

Sylas clapped slowly at the display and then sighed with an entertained smile.

"So… What's the plan?" The demon asked.

 "I think I already have one actually." Layla said, eyeing her brother up and down.

Soon enough the plan was shared and a trap was laid.

The cat-boy listened to hushed tones and whispered words, trying his best to overhear this plan they had spoke of. Though all he heard was shuffling as everyone moved about until all was silent.

The chain that held the trap door in place rattled slightly as it was unhooked and the door itself was finally lifted.

The sex crazed cat poked his head out to survey his surroundings looking to see who freed him, but only finding the door was lifted by a rope that led to another room. He climbed further from the hidden basement ready to follow the rope when a certain scent caught his nose.

It was a familiar scent, a strong musky one that was hard to ignore and was sending off all sorts of exciting signals to his lusting mind.

The cat-boy whipped his head around and located the source of the scent immediately. Right there, just across the room laid his prize.

It was a well worn pair of the King's boxers. They were nearly stiff with old sweat as they laid there in the middle of the living room floor.

Quinn prowled across the floor on all fours, approaching them as he sniffed the air. He was nearly drooling by the time had made it to them and scooped them up, quickly pressing them to his nose.

He inhaled the scent like a drug, taking a long sniff of the dirty undergarments and letting out a pleasured sigh.

 "NOW!" Sylas yelled as Barric and the demon seemed to spring from just behind one of the couches.

The quiet ecstasy the cat-boy had been enjoying was suddenly cut short as Barric and Sylas now surrounded him. Sylas was in front of him while Barric was behind, both with their arms outstretched to block any attempt of escape and both naked except for their boots.

Quinn jumped in surprise, but soon grinned a sly grin as he peered at their exposed bodies.

"So, you two finally want a piece?"

He asked, crouching low and shaking his rear which was now exposed. Apparently he had stripped his clothes while bored in the basement.

"It's for your own good Quinn!" Barric assured him while edging closer to his rear.

"Fine…" The cat boy said, staring down Sylas.

"But I get to be on top!" He announced, pouncing at Sylas!

Barric reached out and caught him by the tail mid leap, making him pause just short of Sylas before plummeting to the floor and landing right on his paws.

The cat boy dug his claws into the wooden floor to try and get at the demon, but the strong king held him in place. Barric kept a tight grip on his tail as he took step after step to get closer and closer to his exposed rear. Once he was close enough he was finally in position, but hesitated as he remembered this was no simple feat. 

Every hole may have been a goal, but not every hole was made the same and this one specifically would require outsourced lubrication. The king was of course still experienced with such holes, but with the lack of pre bottled lubrication, a man had to make due.

Barric raised the cat boy up high by his tail to bring his exposed tail hole into view and improvised with an ancient technique he had been taught by an elf many times his age.

He summoned up all the saliva he could manage and spat a mighty splash right onto the cat's rear.

Quinn stiffened up as the warm spit washed over him and his eyes grew wide. He was surprised, he really thought the King didn't have the wherewithal for the task, but he was filled with surprise by the King every day and soon he would be filled with something else.

Barric grasped the cat boy's haunches and readied himself to go where he had never ventured before, but for a moment he hesitated.

Quinn looked back at him with a sly grin and began to mock the unsure King.

"Hah! I knew it! You're not man enough to fuck me! You can't even-" The cat boy was cut off as Sylas grasped his ears and forced his face forward and quickly slipped his pale cock into his mocking mouth.

Barric looked up to lock eyes with the demon for a moment as he looked towards him.

"Come on! If I can do it, so can you!" Sylas said as he gripped the cat boy's hair, watching as he excitedly got to work.

Barric knew he was right, and he couldn't let him do this on his own. He stared down at Quinn's slender body beneath him and the presenting ass that awaited him.

"You're right... you're fucking right!" Barric said with renewed vigor as he tightened his grip on the boy's hips.

"I can do this! For the sake of everyone! For Quinn! For myself! Let's fucking go!" The King proclaimed before finally plunging his cock deep into the long awaiting cat boy rear.

Quinn gasped and his claws almost sank into Sylas' ass as he gripped him tight with surprise and satisfaction.

Meanwhile the King was fighting a new battle. Quinn's ass was like nothing he had ever had ever faced before. The tight grip and constant pulsing put Barric on edge almost immediately, but he would not surrender his seed after only the first thrust. To do so would be a great blow to the King's pride. He would have to endure, at least until Sylas had finished first.

He gazed at his fellow warrior across from him to gauge how he was fairing and to his surprise the demon was already struggling as well. Sylas hung onto Quinn's hair as if for dear life as the cat boy grabbed at his rear greedily and forced his hips closer to his face, only to take him deeper.

Quinn worked him with that barbed tongue the way only one who was overcome with lust could. Barric easily recognized wherever there was a lack of skill or sexual experience, that gap could always be filled by raw lust and talent. Whether Quinn knew it or not, his desire was enough to make up for his obvious lack of skill and he had immediately put his physical partners on the metaphorical back foot. It didn't help that Sylas himself wasn't the most skilled as well, if even skilled at all. 

That of course was fine with the King. His only goal was to outlast Sylas and deliver his royal load into the possessed cat boy.

He began to work Quinn's rear, starting slow, but pushing deep as he grasped his hips to keep him from lunging at anyone again. Every thrust was a battle and Barric had to take multiple pauses to keep his concentration and his load unreleased. He pressed on and waited for the initial excitement and sensitivity to pass so he could better gain control and take his time.

Shortly into his opening volley of thrust and after formulating his plan he soon noticed that Sylas had gone quiet.

The King looked up to make sure his demon friend was still in the game and to his surprise, he wasn't just surviving, but thriving! It appeared the demon was on the counter attack, his hand full of the cat boy's hair as he stared down at him.

"There you go… Just like that." Sylas ordered the possessed cat boy.

Barric was impressed, surprised in fact at the quiet demon's prowess.

His concentration began to slip as he watched the way Sylas handled Quinn and suddenly he found himself rapidly approaching the edge. He realized at just the last moment and began to pull out as not to finish yet, but before he could get his hips far enough from the cat boy, he was caught. Quinn had wrapped his tail around the king's rear and wouldn't let go!He paused the rough licking of Sylas so that he could speak for a moment.

"Nuh uh! You're not going anywhere! You know right where to put that load! Now do it!" The cat boy demanded, giving Barric an encouraging tug with his tail. The trapping wasn't quite enough to be the end of the King, but he hung in the balance and that tug was the final push that set him off.

He gripped Quinn's hips tightly and stood perfectly still to try and fight off the impending end, but it was not enough and he could feel that nothing could stop it at this point. Once he knew he was past the point of no return he gave Quinn a few rough thrust and then sank deep into him to finally deliver the royal load.

The King grunted as the ropes of seed left his body in a full clench mind numbing climax.

"Godsdamn…" Was all he could manage before he was finally spent. It was definitely not one of his prouder moments, but far worse things had happened for sure. 

Thankfully he looked up just in time to see Sylas finishing as well. Though the demon didn't last much longer than The King, he was still impressed. It seemed to Barric that perhaps his demon friend had some natural talent that could be built upon. For now he was just happy their plan had worked and Quinn collapsed in their grasps, panting and satisfied.

Barric easily scooped him up and laid him on the couch, keeping an eye on him as he recovered.

"Damn…" Quinn panted. "That was crazy, you two actually did it. Thank you, I was kinda out of control." He laughed.

Barric gave him a reassuring smile.

"We made you a promise in case anything like this ever happened. Besides, we couldn't just let you become a mindless sex zombie." The King pointed out.

"Well I mean you definitely could've! Would have been kinda fun, but I'm glad you didn't." The cat boy said.

"We're glad to." Layla spoke up, standing in the doorway to one of the bed rooms, Hana peeking over her shoulder.

The King spun around as if he had been caught doing something devious.

"How long have you two been standing there?" He asked, already sure of the answer.

"Since you two started. It was kind of cute." Layla commented.

"Seeing my master in action was exciting, but it lit some jealousy in me." Hana commented as well.

Barric looked back and forth between the women and Quinn.

"It was fun… Perhaps it was a bit too fun though." The King contemplated for a moment.

He looked down at the relaxed cat boy on the couch, laying there in a post sex glow the same way Barric had left so many women before. The thought occurred to him once again.

"It was fun."

He didn't just save his friend, he also had fun while doing it. Though he had never laid with a man before, but now he had, and had fun while doing it.

"I think… I'm gay." The King said, reaching down to stroke the cat boy's head.

Layla raised an eyebrow.

"Oh my gods, there's no way you're just ga-" She began, but was soon cut short by Sylas.

"That's fine and all, but I think I've realized something far more important." He said.

Barric looked annoyed at the quick brushing off of his new found sexuality.

"And what would that be?" He asked, to entertain the demon's claim.

"You were right." Sylas began.

"The King of demons was lying to us about this. I've never experienced anything quite like it." He said.

Hana almost seemed offended.

"Wait what? Did I not prove that already myself?" She asked.

 Sylas began to pull his clothes back on.

"I had to experience it myself, and now that I have, I know it to be the horrifying truth." He explained, finally redressed.

"And if he lied to us about this, then what else could he have lied about?" Sylas wondered out loud.