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In the solitude of the large reddish-hued office lay the owner of the building, doing paperwork and the occasional account of the total earnings for the month. After all, running several of the casinos in the ring of greed was exhausting and somewhat stressful. That was why right now, although it was not noticeable thanks to his desk, his faithful "pet" was taking care of him in the best way.
Husk, the Overlord of chance and cheating, a demon to be feared not because of his appearance or even his presence, but because of his innate skills for gambling. When you least expected it, he had already won the game. Something that many were advised too late was to never trust him when it comes to betting. And that was something that Alastor ignored, believing that they were just myths. It was a complete shame that he had to prove for himself the truth of those words, since after losing his soul in a bet with Husk, he had become his "pet" -a title that irritated him too much, hitting him right in the face of his pride, but he couldn't complain, he couldn't do it because he wasn't allowed to-. Forced to stop wearing his typical suit for a waiter's uniform that, he had to admit, was better than many others.
The good thing? He had special treatment from the Overlord, being very permissive with him at times, but of course, that had a cost. And that was the bad thing, being the Overlord's beloved pet, he had to obey him in absolutely everything, fulfilling even the smallest whim he had.
Reason why he was now on his knees on the floor, with his gloved hands holding and at the same time masturbating the base of his lord's member while his mouth took care of the rest. His thin lips pressed down every time he sucked on the glans, moistening it with her saliva and licking the outline over and over again.
The most humiliating thing about this? Somehow he had gotten used to it and found a certain pleasure in this activity that he had done more times than he cared to admit. It could be said that "he was already an expert in blowjobs", or that was what his master repeated to him from time to time. And those compliments interspersed with derogatory nicknames only made his own erection harder. Oh, he was quite the masochist.
The sound of his lips smacking against the demon's rough surface was the only thing that accompanied Husk's occasional gasps, who would occasionally stop what he was doing to caress his head. Just like now.
The big-winged feline felt his wings fluttering as a clear sign that he was approaching his orgasm, the knot in his belly also warned him, but he wanted to have a little more fun fucking the deer's mouth. He stopped what he was doing almost immediately to take one of Alastor's ears, caressing it knowing that it was an erogenous point that he loved to be stimulated. And boy was he wrong, because a muffled moan came from his pet's weak voice, who sucked his penis more insistently as his crystalline eyes half-closed, with his gray cheeks dyed an adorable scarlet and looking only at him. Oh, fuck. What a good sight.
—That's it, Al —he gasped hoarsely, his other paw took the redhead by the nape of the neck to deepen the blowjob, who moaned as he continued with his work. —Shit... If everyone saw you right now... What would they think? —he sketched an arrogant smile, noticing more tremors from his special subordinate. —The big, bad Radio Demon... A bitch who loves having a dick to lick —he laughed amused, giving a thrust that ended in the throat of the taller one, who opened his eyes wide. Alastor's little ears flattened on his head as a pained moan emerged from the depths of his throat, causing the little air his lungs had left him.
Fortunately, after such a blow the Overlord immediately pulled his manhood out of the desecrated and sticky mouth of the deer, leaving him just centimeters from the panting lips of the redhead, who had finally shed tears as he tried to catch his breath.
Soon his wide eyes were fixed on the penis of the shorter one, which was attached to his mouth by several threads of what seemed to be a mixture of his saliva and pre-cum. His warm breath constantly hitting the sensitive piece of flesh between his hands was enough to make the feline bite his lower lip with a satisfied smile.
Slightly disoriented and... Needing to finish his task, he tried to put the Overlord's manhood back into his cavity, however, the Overlord wouldn't let him, pulling the hair on his neck lightly; Alastor squealed out of inertia.
—Ah-ah —he stroked the deer's ear carefully. —Where are your manners, darling? —he asked in a silky, almost seductive tone. But he wouldn't fall so easily, he had already had enough humiliation.
Alastor frowned in annoyance and embarrassment, his smile twisting slightly into an annoyed grimace.
—I-I'm not going to say that... —his voice trembled, whispering and somewhat raspy due to the abuse and wear and tear he had suffered previously.
But even so, the other didn't even flinch at his refusal, but he did something he definitely didn't expect. His boss's paw landed on his visible erection, rubbing it gently, causing a delicious friction that made him moan shamelessly.
—C'mon, sweetie, don't play hard to get —he wrapped himself in a tone between sweet and seductive, earning more squeals from the redhead every time he exerted enough force and rubbed hard enough. —You and I both know you want it... That sweet little mouth of yours would look so good with some white, don't you think?
Good.
His self-control went to hell. Fuck it. Those words without a doubt made his own member throb painfully trapped in his pants and being uselessly attended to by the other's paw. Shit, he knew how to manipulate it at will.
He mentally prepared himself to be able to say those pitiful words that unfortunately he always said in these types of situations.
He sighed, looking down at his own hands still holding the other's cock.
—Please, my lord... Allow this miserable sinful bitch to s-satiate her hunger with your cum...
He didn't even have to look up to know that Husk was smiling, totally pleased with this divine spectacle. The feline sighed in ecstasy, lowering the hand that was previously caressing the deer's soft limb to take his chin to force him to look at him, which effectively worked.
—Your lord will grant you that wish and many more, my precious fawn —with his thumb he wiped the slightly white liquid that was leaking between the sinner's lips, ending by pressing it on the demon's wet lips, who immediately understood what he wanted him to do and proceeded to suck it in the most shameless way possible.
It didn't take long for Alastor's request to be heard and he ended up again as he had started, only this time, the one setting the pace was Husk, who fucked his throat mercilessly, giving blow after blow with his pelvis until he finally came, forcing Alastor to swallow his essence although the latter seemed to be enjoyed more than the former. However, he would be lying if he said he didn't stain his underwear with his own orgasm from being treated so roughly. He would never admit it out loud but he loved the hair pulling and the feeling of the other's sharp claws on his skin.
When he finished, Husk pulled his member out of the deer's mouth, sticky with saliva and the remains of semen that dripped from between the corners of the other's lips, which he licked his lips with pleasure; all under the cat's watchful gaze.
Alastor, between gasps, was regaining his strength from the spicy situation, crawling until he was out of the small space under the desk until he was standing gropingly, although it didn't take long for him to be pulled by his boss, who forced him to sit on his lap -still without having put away his manhood-, having the intimacy of the shortest between his legs.
Nervous, he wanted to get up but the result was the same. Soon he felt kisses being placed on his neck; soft kisses but with a lascivious touch.
—S-sir? What are you-
—Do you think I would let you go so easily after this? —he interrupted. Alastor felt a chill run down his spine as soon as the other's hot breath hit the sensitive skin of his neck, his hooves twisted a little and he tilted his head, allowing him to continue caressing his neck. —You're still hard, cutie. It would be a shame if only I had a good time... —With that discreetly not-so-discreet insinuation, the red deer understood.
He was going to say something, but all the words died in his throat as soon as he felt Husk's sharp fangs bury themselves in his neck; biting him. He screamed in surprise and pain.
That was the perfect distraction so that he didn't notice how Husk had already lowered his pants to his knees along with his underwear, taking his sticky hot member. A few drops of blood came out of the wound, which Husk licked without any hesitation, passing his rough tongue over the fresh mark. Alastor felt a fog cloud his mind, his judgment and everything that had to do with thinking for himself.
His cock was firmly taken from the base, starting a slow back and forth motion. But that wasn't what made him lose it for good, but Husk grabbing his deer tail and doing the same at the same time. He had no control over himself, he sobbed and moaned in the most pitiful way possible, barely holding on to the edges of the desk.
His ecstasy was so great that he didn't even notice when his hips began to move to the rhythm of his masturbation, and the situation only got worse when he felt the opposite manhood constantly rubbing against part of his inner thighs and testicles. Damn, he felt like dying.
And what he was absolutely sure of was that he wouldn't stop for a while until he came at least three times. In the meantime, what else was left for him? He could only lose himself in the exciting pleasure that his lord provided him with between stimulation, kisses and bites.
—Mmght, my lord!~