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He still couldn't believe that his rut had started now of all times. When he was stuck in this little safe house with no mate or any toys to help him through it except for his hand. Horangi could already tell this rut was going to be more than painful and long. No warm wet walls squeezing around his cock and milking him for his cum. No sweet tight hole for his knot to get stuck on. No mate to mewl and beg beneath him. Nothing. Just the proud disowned weretiger that he was, all alone. A desperate long groan escaped him at the thoughts of what he could have if he wasn't stuck inside here but he knew he had to just manage and get through it. Had to endure just with his hand or maybe rutting against a pillow and hoping to not go insane. The last few months had already been bad enough with his clan throwing him out, before having to travel the world alone with no home and ending up being some weird cults prisoner for weeks. Sure, he had escaped but now he had to hide in this abandoned little house with some type of ancient eldritch monster. A rut was really the last thing he needed right now. Too vulnerable to feel comfortable while being this close to someone, or something, he didn’t even know that well.
But suddenly there was this faint other scent creeping into his sensitive nose that had him moan out louder than before. Something he had never smelled before. Sweet and salty and oh so inviting. Like fresh seawater mixed with the syrupy fresh juice of a ripe fruit. He could feel his spit drool out of his mouth without control as that strange scent only became more pronounced and flavourful. His hand only worked faster over his leaking cock, pumping it mercilessly as his mind quickly lost itself in that unfamiliar smell that now seemed to completely surround him. It was almost as if he could actually taste it on his tongue. Could make out every little detail in the addicting ghostly flavor that only existed in his already drunken mind. Whatever it was, he wanted more of it. Had the sudden need to emerge his whole body into the scent, no matter what it would take.
“WILL YOU FUCKING STOP THAT ALREADY?”
The sound of his room's door suddenly slamming open and König’s thundering yelling were completely drowned out by the violent wave of the pure unfiltered scent hitting Horangi like a bullet to the head. It almost hurt with how much it seeped into his nose and mind, overtaking the rest of his barely functional brain that was already ruined by his rut. And yet he still managed to stare at the huge figure of König standing in the doorway as he never once stopped working his desperate cock for even a second. His tongue lapped over his wet lips at the sight before him that had always made him sickly nauseous during their forced time together. Until now it seemed. This disgusting eldritch monster he was stuck with smelled so weirdly delicious right now. The usually foul fish odor the creature had emitted on a daily basis and that Horangi more than detested, had now changed into the most alluring scent he had ever had the honor of smelling. His brain and instincts were more than screaming for a mate now. This mate! To bury his cock deep within whatever hole the eldritch monster had, knot it and fill it with his cum.
An involuntary growl escaped Horangi as he tried to banish any of those thoughts of mating with König but his rut and the creature's scent almost won this inner battle immediately. Only supported by the sight of the bulge König had in his pants as well as the long tentacles on his back spasming and twisting without control. It looked like he wasn't the only one affected by this. And maybe just like during their escape they could come to an agreement again. Just to be free. Get this rut over with. Nothing more.
“You either get over here and let me fuck you or get the hell out!” Horangi hissed as he pressed against the head of his cock, eyes screwed shut at the feeling of his own cum already leaking profusely from it, wanting and needing to fill his potentially and unusual mate.
To his own surprise and delight König eventually stepped forward and wordlessly undressed himself with shaking hands, never once turning his angry yet lust filled eyes away from Horangi. They hadn’t really seen each other naked before so Horangi could barely choke down a moan as König reveled two hard tentacle-like dicks that had already a dark slimy substance leaking from them. But what more caught his eyes was just below. A pulsing open hole that seemed to be the home of countless smaller and thin tendrils as a weird shimmery liquid oozed out of it and down Königs thighs. Horangi could feel his cock twitch at the sight just like his tail curled and whipped over the sheets in excitement. Maybe under normal circumstances he would be more than embarrassed by his out of control body and clear eagerness for a person he normally more than detested but with how drugged up his mind was with pure hormones he just did not care anymore. Only cared to finally have someone he could fuck and breed till exhaustion.
With nothing more left on his body besides his tattered cloth mask, König slowly stepped closer to the bed only for Horangi to immediately grab his wrists and wrestle the man onto his back and on the already sweaty and cum stained sheets. An annoyed growl was the only answer he got before both of them moaned as their bodies rubbed together and their scents mixed even more directly. Sweet ocean water and the dark earthy smell of a deep dangerous jungle. A perfect mix just like their body temperatures as Horangi pressed his overheating skin closer to König’s unnatural cold one. His rut had made his head dizzy before but now he couldn’t imagine even conjuring up a single thought besides fucking. Horangi knew he was probably looking absolutely pathetic with how he was panting and drooling onto König’s chest, desperately humping against the other’s slick cocks as their glassy lust-filled eyes met.
“Get on with it already” König growled and the weird clicking noises that erupted from somewhere deep within his mouth seemed to echo directly in Horangi’s mind, sending hot hard shivers down his back and making the bits of fur on his body stand up. Sharp claws digging deep into the hard grayish skin of the eldritch monster, Horangi parted König’s legs, mouth dry and yet full of saliva at the sight of the waiting hole right below the two dicks. Short little tendrils sneaking outside of it, twisting and drooping with shimmery slick, desperately beckoning Horangi closer. And who was he to deny such an invitation, his own heavy cock twitching in excitement as he lined himself up, moaning at the strange feeling of the little tentacles immediately latching onto his sensitive skin. Like a hundred tiny mouths sucking on his dick and pulling him into the unexpected warmth of König’s hole. He had only managed to get the tip inside before all last bits of Horangi’s self control shattered and he rammed the rest of his cock inside to the hilt. König’s loud moan and the other uncanny noises coming from the monster were almost completely drowned out by the white noise overtaking Horangi’s hearing from the pure feeling of finally finding some satisfying pleasure. And what a pleasure it was! Deep and loose enough for his whole cock to fit while being surprisingly tight as the little tendrils never stopped sliding and curling around his entire length.
“That already enough to make you cum?”
König’s snide yet breathless voice broke through the otherwise thick fog inside Horangi’s brain finally making him at least somewhat in control of himself again. He could only stare at König’s eyes that crinkled at their sides in amusement as a low, dangerous growl rumbled deep within Horangi’s throat. But the pure disrespect in König’s voice and pupils was quickly washed away as Horangi pulled his cock out of him, tendrils sticking to his sensitive skin trying to pull him inside again before he just slammed back in, only reveling in the tight heat for a moment before starting a fast and violent rhythm of thrusting into König. The sound of Horangi ramming into König’s hole was filthy wet as more and more of the strange shimmery slick oozed out whenever Horangi would pull out for just a moment. Sludgy sounds that were only drowned out by the neverending array of noises to come out of both of their mouths. Moans, gasps and groans spilling over their lips only becoming louder with each passing moment of their fucking. And even despite his eyes fluttering closed every few seconds from the immense pleasure, Horangi still forced his eyes open and down to between their bodies, watching as König’s cocks slapped against his toned stomach with wet noises as the dark slimy cum continuously leaked out of them. As if he had been hypnotized, his hand slid between them and around one of the dicks, feeling the weirdly smooth and slick texture against his own rough hands as König clenched around him and more of the weird clicking sounds ruptured through Horangi’s head and ears. It was more than addicting to watch König beneath him and maybe that was just his rut talking through him but Horangi could hear himself groan and only snap his hips forward faster at the sight of König’s body and tentacles spasming and shivering with every new touch. An obedient mate so responsive as if made just for Horangi.
A curse slipped over Horangi’s lips, spit landing somewhere on König’s already filthy body, as he could feel his knot already slowly build up. The still small bump at the base of his cock catching onto König’s rim with every thrust, stretching his hole even wider as the tendrils got trapped in between. He was close but he knew this was just the first of an array of orgasms his rut would force out of his body but with such a perfect mate to share them with, it definitely wouldn’t be as bad as if he had to go through all this alone. And hopefully the eldritch monster beneath him taking his cock like a bonded partner had a similar amount of stamina to a grown weretiger.
Suddenly he could feel something slick slither against his hand that was still grabbing onto König’s dick, a short look had Horangi almost halt all his movements as he watched the smooth motions of one of the thick tentacles from König’s back coil around both cocks and trap Horangi’s hand in between as it started a similar stroking rhythm as Horangi’s thrusts. It was almost too much for him. The soft tight pulsing walls around his own length. His hand trapped against smooth throbbing skin covered in cum and slick as more tentacles made their way over other parts of Horangi’s body. Desperately clinging to him and pulling him closer. One of them pressing against his neck and forcing his face against König’s soft chest having more of this addicting scent ravishing his nose and mind as other tentacles snaked around his and König’s lower body, angling them so that Horangi could sink even deeper into the creature.
A low animalistic growl vibrated deep in his throat as he let his sharp canines scrape against the eldritch’s gray skin. Every one of his instincts was screaming at him to bite. Not just the chest but the neck. Ram his long dangerous teeth deep into his perfect mate and bond them. Tie them together by the invisible knot of the bite and their pheromones mixed together forever. And it certainly didn’t help as a strong tentacle forced his face higher just underneath König’s throat where it was strangely warm for the creature. As alluring as it was and as desperate as his instincts wanted to kick in, Horangi still forced his mouth shut. Bit his tongue and tasted his own blood to at least sate the hunger roaring inside him a little bit. It barely helped but at least it was enough to shove the need of bonding with the monster beneath him a tiny bit. This dangerous godly monster from the depths of the deepest of oceans who was stuck with him, a proud but abandoned weretiger, only because of their shared enemy and lack of allies. But if he had never become stuck with König, he’d never have gotten this almost too perfect feeling experience of his rut. Would never have smelled this scent that seemed to flawlessly compliment his own. Completing each other in a sick mix of power and their fluids.
His knot was now almost at its full size. Thrusts having become slower but harder to bully the swollen flesh of his cock through König’s abused rim. Stretching obscenely wide around him but still willingly opening every time. All the little tendrils were barely able to move anymore as the space inside König’s hole just became tighter and tighter. And yet Horangi kept going. Forced his body to keep moving and ram his knot as deep inside König as he could, uncontrollably drooling at the tightness that surrounded the bulge at the base of his cock. Just a bit more! He just needed a bit more and at least the start of his rut would be over which was always the roughest and most violent part of it. His breath was already ragged and hoarse as his insides felt warmer and warmer. The familiar pleasurable coil of heat from his orgasm snaking its way through his body, traveling lower until Horangi buried his fully swollen knot into König one last time as he could feel his climax finally washing over him. Growls and hisses escaped his mouth that still hungered for König’s flesh as his cock pulsated deep within the eldritch monster, forcing wave after wave of his thick cum into the tight heat until Horangi could feel it spilling out even with his knot still in place and plugging König up.
He felt absolutely floaty from his first orgasm for the night, barely noticing the tentacles around König’s dicks that had his hand trapped between, moving faster and faster, his fingers instinctively cramping around the one dick when Horangi’s mind was suddenly flooded by an array of strange and otherworldly noises and feelings. Bone chilling clicking and trilling noises that ringed in his ears as he thought he could suddenly see new colors and know things he definitely shouldn’t know. All of it holding his sanity in an unrelenting painful yet pleasurable prison. Reshaping his understanding of everything and tearing at his memories as they were mixed with others that felt strangely familiar. But just as he was ready to fully commit and lose himself to this mind numbing experience it was gone again. All of it fading away in the span of a second and with it almost all of Horangi’s recollection of it, only leaving a warm unsettling feeling behind as his senses slowly shifted back to reality. His face was still firmly pressed against König’s chest which was still weirdly warm and heavily moving and feeling, oh, so comfortable. Barely out of the corner of his eyes he could see the multiple larger tentacles sprawled out on the bed sheets, clearly as struck by the orgasm as the body they were connected to but still twitching and curling aimlessly as more of the slimy dark liquid from before leaked out of their tips.
“Don't tell me you're already done”
Horangi couldn't help but shiver at Konig’s rumbling voice and a small chuckle spilled over his lips as he forced himself up a bit.
“Can't really do much with you stuck on my knot like this” Horangi hummed as he sat up and moved his hips to grind deep within König, eliciting a long stretched out moan from the monster.
“You can!” Was Königs simple answer, eyes full of defiance and cockiness “I’m not as fragile as your kind so get over yourself and start fucking me again!”. For a moment Horangi could do nothing more but stare as König’s demands ringed in his ears. He swallowed hard as his eyes trailed down to where his cock was still buried deep with Königs hole, the soft tight flesh clenching around his length and knot as drops of cum and slick were pressed out. With one last look into the deep blue eyes of König, Horangi grabbed the monster by its waist, sharp claws digging deep into hard flesh as a guttural growl awakened deep within Horangi. His grip tightened even more as he slowly forced his swollen cock out of König. The muscles of the rim stretching obscenely wide around his pulsing knot, the flesh around it twitching and clenching, desperately working against the inhuman opening that was created. An obscene wet noise echoed in the otherwise quiet room as Horangi finally pulled his cock free, only the tip remaining on the edge of the immediately closing rim but not without a long stream of their combined fluids pouring out of it. Horangi could immediately feel the instinctual need to drive right back in, every sense inside him screaming to plug König up again. To give his knot and himself what they needed. A tight and warm hole to keep their cum inside.
“And back in, tiger” König growled and pressed himself closer to the weretiger’s dick. Horangi hissed and let his sharp teeth dig into his lips as he watched his cock slowly vanish inside König again, immediately greeted by the little hungry tendrils latching themselves to his sensitive skin like before. Only when his thick knot met the resistance of König’s surprisingly tight entrance did he stop. Sharply grinding forwards against the pulsating muscle did Horangi watch as the swollen part of his cock pushed against it. As slow as possible did he force his hips forwards. Completely hypnotized by the view of König’s flesh stretching and opening again to welcome his knot back. Grayish wet skin widening obscenely around him and the raw suction of it didn’t allow for Horangi to stop or change his mind for even a second. He could taste blood on his hungry tongue but the sweet coppery taste didn't even register in his brain as he forced the last bit of his dick inside König. The tight muscles instantly clenching around him with an unrelenting grip. Despite already feeling the sensation of his swollen dick stuck inside König before, Horangi felt almost completely overwhelmed again as the constricting flesh tried to suck him in even further.
“Again! Faster this time”
Horangi wanted nothing more than to scowl and curse König out for the audacity of giving him any kind of commands but every word died in his throat as he focused his strength on his hips and readied himself to pull out again. An animalistic growl erupted from deep within his lungs. Mouth falling open and baring his dangerous canines with saliva dripping from their sharp tips. His claws dug even deeper into König’s hard flesh as he finally forced his knot and the rest of his cock out of the monster in one smooth pull. More cum and slick was squirting everywhere by the sheer force of his movements as he dove right back in. Muscled walls eagerly parting for him as he bullied his cock inside once more together with his bulging knot.
He quickly fell into a more than addicting rhythm of thrusting into König. Fucking the eldritch monster had already felt good before but together with the added resistance of his swollen base that caught onto König’s rim everytime, it felt even more intense. Never in his life would Horangi have thought to experience something that felt even better than just knotting someone. To not just plug his cum inside his partner but fuck them them beyond and have them scream on his his fat knot plunging into them repeatedly. But a normal mate would’ve probably just got torn apart. König, though, seemed to more than revel in the repeating inhuman stretch and potential pain with every one of Horangi’s violent thrusts. His pleasure very obvious as König had wrapped his own hands around his cocks milking a sheer neverending amount of his dark cum out of them as he stroked them in a similar rhythm to Horangi.
Wet filthy noises from all their fluids almost drowned out their own loud moans and heavy breathing that filled the small room they were in. Just like it was reeking of their scents mixed together with the smell of sweat and sex. To any outsider it would make more than a disgusting scene but Horangi had never felt more comfortable in his life. Panting uncontrollably and spit drooling from his open lips as he couldn’t hold back any of the animalistic sounds erupting from his lungs. Truly he had just been reduced to a wild animal in rut. Head empty and his body solely controlled by his desperate cock and the primal instinct to breed.
Horangi couldn’t help but shudder when he suddenly felt the slick skin of König’s tentacles wrap around his neck and squeeze him lightly. Just the perfect amount of deadly pressure for his hips to stutter for a moment, knot half stuck in König’s rim, before returning to plow even faster into it. The limb around his throat only tightened, making Horangi feel the pulsating life beneath its slick skin. His eyes twitched. Face held up towards the ceiling. Foamy saliva slipping over the ends of his deranged smile as his whole body trembled violently when the grip around his throat dared to take his air flow away. All while his hips moved on their own as if possessed by his rut or controlled by the eldritch’s magic. Endless slapping of his hips and thighs against König’s ass, the sounds only loudend by the liquids coating their skins. It was all an incoherent mess of sensations clawing at his mind. Ripping it open to reveal the pure horrifying insanity that had already overtaken him during his last orgasm. His senses swapped and changed their sole purpose and intensity in random patterns. His skin tasting suddenly like his tongue would. Visuals from perspectives he surely did not have eyes to watch from and feelings that emerged from his inner core and mind as if touched by another hand. Limbs sprouted from everywhere on his body just to disintegrate into nothing again while he could feel their bones growing and breaking endlessly without an ounce of pain. All of it combined with the endless stream of thoughts and voices coming from everywhere and nowhere. Whispering and screaming at him in languages he shouldn't understand. Words with lost meaning making almost too much sense to him now. And with every tick of time wasting away the thin strands still desperately trying to keep his sanity together ripped one after another. His eyes, real or not, were forced to helplessly watch as the unnatural sound of these tearing threads turned into millions upon millions of pieces. Their ash covering his changing skin, burning what was and wasn’t there. All of it happening while a darkness deeper than the void itself slowly lay upon him like a thick blanket. Snaking around his failing body and mind like a parasite, leaching off him until only the sickly pleasure of his rut and König would remain. Maybe even less.
Light suddenly flooded his eyesight as Horangi’s heart beat hammered inside his ears. Eyes rapidly blinking did he look around. The room. The filthy bed. König beneath him. His own cock halfway inside König’s hole, cum and slick dripping out around him. Everything as if nothing had ever changed and yet there was this unsettling creeping feeling that something did happen. Something he should definitely know.
“All good, tiger. I just got carried away a bit” König purred as his hand cupped Horangi’s chin and forced him to look back, his thumb almost lovingly trailing over Horangi’s hot skin.
“What the fuck did you do to me?” but even as the question thundered out of Horangi’s mouth he already couldn’t remember anything anymore. The last remaining memory of him just brutally fucking his knot into the eldritch creature and reveling in the addicting pleasure. Only the vague instinctual feeling that something did happen continued to linger within him. Horangi could hear an amused clicking sound coming from the creature as dark blue eyes squinted at him in pure delight at his utter confusion.
“Accidentally brought you to the brink of insanity” the eldritch chuckled but the noise sounded more similar to insect-like trilling and clicking than actual laughter, “but your little cat-brain should be all fixed now!”. The inhuman laughter from the creature only loudened when Horangi could feel his claws cramp into the hard gray skin in anger. Long thin scratches appearing on König’s body only to almost immediately heal and disappear again as if never touched.
“Do that again and I’ll rip your tentacles out, one after another” Horangi growled, baring his teeth as he grabbed one of König’s bigger tentacles and harshly pulling it his way. The slick appendage wriggled in his grasp, twitching and trying its best to slither out of his claws but Horangi only closed his fist around it tighter. And yet König still had the audacity to make the same happy clicking noises at Horangi’s threat as before while his large hands slowly ran down Horangi’s sides and only stopped at the tiger’s waist.
“It would be my pleasure. They regrow bigger and stronger anyway” König’s words had barely reached Horangi’s ears before he was suddenly pulled closer by König. His cock automatically sinking fully into the creature's slick hole again. A shudder shook through Horangi’s body at the familiar pleasant feeling of the warm wet walls engulfing his entire length once more even though it didn’t feel as tight as before anymore. And a few experimental thrusts later Horangi realized the reason for it. His knot already deflated again, nothing more than a subtle bump around the base of his half hard dick. He knew better than anything that this didn’t mean his rut was already other, only that his body needed a short little break to recover his cum and energy. As if König could read his thoughts, Horangi was suddenly flung around and forced onto his back on the dirty mattress with König now casually straddling his thighs as his fingers curiously trailed over Horangi’s semi hard cock.
“Rut already over?” he asked as his hand fully wrapped around Horangi’s dick, slowly massaging the cum and slick covered length in long full strokes. The clear fake disappointment in his voice didn’t escape Horangi who only ground his teeth together, forcing down the low moans daring to escape his mouth at König’s teasing touches.
“Fuck no!” Horangi hissed and clawed at König’s thighs, forcing the large body of the eldritch creature closer to where he wanted him. With another ear-piercing chuckle König obediently complied and finally lined himself up with Horangi’s cock again. Slowly letting himself sink down and even stopped as Horangi trembled and groaned in desperate pleasure once more. Feel the addicting sensation of the hundred little tendrils inside latch onto his twitching cock, still sensitive from overstimulation but more than eager to enjoy itself again together with its owner. He could even hear König make a content little purring noise when he finally settled his ass against Horangi’s trembling thighs. Just as slowly did he lift himself up again, Horangi forced to watch as his own cock appeared once more and König’s tendrils trying their best to cling to it as long as possible. The rhythm König was setting was torturously slow and Horangi could do nothing more than watch and dig his claws into König’s waist. König’s movements were heavy and lazy, body lowering itself onto Horangi’s dick at a snail’s pace and raising it once more at the same speed that was driving Horangi into a different kind of insanity. It felt more different than before. No violent hard thrusts. No restricting tightness. No fat knot to catch on the rim. Just soft warm walls hugging his cock as the little tendrils danced around it. And yet it felt more than good to Horangi. Good enough his head fell back into a pillow as he bit his tongue, trying his best to stifle any of the pathetic little sounds that were building up in his throat. Everything so slow and intense his whole body started to shiver, especially as rogue tentacles suddenly curled around his already sensitive tiger tail, carefully stroking against its thick fur. But only after a few sloppy bounces on Horangi’s once again hardened dick, that made cum and slick flow down his thick legs, did König stop again. A clearly disgruntled humming sound coming from somewhere underneath his hood that seemed to vibrate directly in Horangi’s mind and had him blink rapidly in irritation. How the monster was able to force itself into his mind and senses so easily would never stop being disturbing to Horangi.
“That won’t do” the eldritch simply hummed, more to himself than Horangi as he lifted himself entirely off Horangi’s cock, his hole still dripping with his own juices and the rest of Horangi’s thick cum. Before Horangi could even begin to complain about König’s constant pausing and irritating speed all his mouth could conjure up was a desperate choke as one of König’s bigger tentacles wrapped itself tightly around his dick. Like a snake, did it coil around his length until almost all of it was surrounded by the slick appendage, the tip of it hovering over the cock’s slit before barely probing into it. Horangi hissed at the sudden strange feeling, earning another one of König’s weird laughters. But the wriggling tip carefully retreated again before Horangi watched with wide eyes as König started to lower himself down again. His eyes were already watery from not ripping them open so wide as Horangi could do nothing more than watch as König forced the tentacle hugged cock through his tight rim and into his hungry hole. Coil after coil of the smooth limb stretched out König’s rim. The fit becoming more and more restrictive and snug around his twitching cock the further König pushed himself down onto it. Horangi felt like he couldn't breathe anymore. His dick massaged by the thick soft tentacle pulsating and wriggling against him all while the smaller tendrils pushed in between and the soft warm walls of the creature’s hole throbbed around him at the even larger stretch that now encompassed more than just its entrance. A gurgling mess of a sound brewed somewhere deep within Horangi’s lungs and throat, daring to erupt at any given moment the pleasure would increase even the tiniest bit. Every part of his body just felt numb. All sense of feeling solely concentrated on his cock as König started to lift himself off again. A helpless little whine escaped Horangi’s mouth when König pushed down again. Forcing the big hard weretiger dick together with his own tentacle inside himself once more. The sloppy wet sounds of König’s movement filled the room and Horangi’s ears, almost drowning out his own desperate moans and whimpers. It had already been overwhelming fucking into König normally but now his whole body seemed to have given up for the overpowering pleasure crushing down on him. Suctioning tightness. Pulsating warmth. A violent rhythm. Too much for even his rut-decayed mind. Especially when König started to fuck himself onto him in earnest. Heavy bounces using his full body weight as he slammed his ass down again and again.
Suddenly there was hand burying itself in Horangi’s short hair and his head yanked up to look at König again. Amused and impossibly blue eyes stared down on him as the eldritch’s long fingers ran through his hair. Forcing up a new surge of energy Horangi hardened his face as best as he could, glaring back at the creature as he forced his hips to thrust up into König. His immediate reward was a thundering rumble of sounds that seemed to shake the entire room as König’s grip in Horangi’s hair only got rougher and more demanding. Just like how the rest of the tentacles slithered all over Horangi’s body, wrapping around his limbs and torso, pressing against his muscles before helping Horangi sit back up on the bed until he could wrap his arms around König’s broad body who had never stopped bouncing on his lap for even a moment. His claws scratched down König’s back as Horangi buried his face deep within the other’s neck. Breathing in the intoxicating smell of the creature like before. Concentrated waves of the eldritch’s scent crept from Horangi’s nostrils to his lungs, filling every space in between like a toxic gas ready to replace every ounce of breathable air inside him. But Horangi was in a state where he was more than content with just living off König's smell. Indulging in the addictive secretions of the monster no matter how much it would rot his mind and body.
Another moan slipped over Horangi’s wet lips, muffling it in König’s shoulder as the tentacle around his cock spasmend and tightened its grip even more. Choking it like a snake its prey as the walls around clenched down and König’s whole body started to tremble and shudder uncontrollably. Before Horangi could even react he was suddenly shoved down onto the mattress once more with König’s entire body weight pressed against him as the eldritch creature started to desperate rut against him while the tentacles around Horangi’s cock forced it into König’s hole in a sloppy uncoordinated rhythm. Horangi could feel König’s cocks pressing against him. Smooth wet skin desperately rubbing against his stomach as König just used his body like wanted. Or needed. The monster now seemingly just as overwhelmed by lust and their combined pleasure like Horangi before. He tried moving but it was more than worthless with the tentacles still wrapped around his limbs and König grinding against him chasing his climax. A sound, similar to the happy trilling from before, echoed within Horangi’s mind. Chirps and clicks vibrating from somewhere within König as his movements only seemed to become more frantic. Horangi could already feel some of König’s fresh warm cum on his stomach, the large cocks twitching and seeping with their seed that got spread between their bodies. He opened his mouth to say something. A snide comment at the creature's obvious desperation, far different from König’s previous smugness towards Horangi and his pleasure but before he could even mutter a word there was suddenly something thin and wet slithering across his chest. He couldn’t see anything with König’s hooded face pressed against him but the weird snake-like thing had to come from somewhere underneath that tattered cloth mask. And he had to suck in a sharp breath as more and smaller ones of the wriggling muscles spread over his pecs. If those things were König’s tongue or another set of tentacles Horangi couldn’t tell. Didn’t need or want as the only important thing to him was that it felt just divine. Even more so as the tendrils seemed to release a cold numbing liquid that had Horangi gasp and shiver at the contrasting sensation that now revealed itself to him. His feeling in his chest was rapidly leaving him as more of the slime was dragged over his skin. But he still couldn’t move. Couldn’t push König away as the numbness continued to spread out but he didn’t need to as the eldritch creature suddenly released a deep vibrating humm that made the entire room shake and tremble alongside Horangi’s body. A shout stuck in his throat was everything Horangi was able to conjure up before his cock together with the one tentacle was forced one last time into König’s tight heat. König’s whole body seemed to pulse as Horangi felt more cum, slick and the cooler slime leak out of the monster. He almost wanted to complain. Curse König out for only caring about his own climax when suddenly the tentacles around Horangi’s cock started moving and rapidly stroking him up and down while still stuck deep within König. No more sounds left in his sore throat, Horangi could only endure, his mouth hanging open and foamy saliva drooling out of it as he could feel his orgasm being brought upon him even more violently than before. Helplessly his body shifted and trembled, still relentlessly stuck under the weight of König and in the restraints of the tentacles. And yet it was all more than enough to make him cum once more. His cock emptying itself with forceful pulses, forcing his seed deep inside König as the flesh around milked him dry. He could feel his own hot cum seep out of the creature still collapsed above him and trickle between his legs, mixing with the rest of their already heavy mess on the barely standing bed.
Only after a forceful choke did Horangi realize he had been holding his breath. Immediately taking in a few gasps of the sex and scent filled air as his body slowly relaxed and sunk more into the filthy mattress. He knew his chest had to move with the deep long breaths he was taking but his skin there was still numb from the slime König had emitted. Whatever that stuff was Horangi hoped it was only temporarily as the first wave of his rut finally seemed to calm down. It was by far not the end of it, usually lasting a few days but maybe with how he could fuck König it would drain his rut-energy a bit faster.
Groaning Horangi shifted his body, trying to wriggle out of his restraints when König slowly lifted his head from his chest and sat back up again. His eyes now looked dull and dark, no comparisons to the bright unnatural blue from before. Maybe even an eldritch being could get tired? But his eyes weren’t the only thing that screamed of exhaustion as his hood was a bit more crooked on his head and the edges soggy and covered in the same slime that already covered Horangi’s chest. König stretched his arms with a loud groan as his tentacles finally released Horangi’s limbs and slowly slithered back to their owner, disappearing somewhere into his back. Even though his body was now free, Horangi still didn’t move. Only watched as König’s fingers found their way back onto his chest full of slime, dragging his claw through it. Horangi groaned as he suddenly saw the red marks all over his skin. Countless small bites the size of a fingertip but bitten deep enough into his skin, that there was blood mixing with the strange liquid that still had his chest numb. König only let out a quiet chuckle as Horangi already opened his mouth to berate the creature for what it had done but the weird sounds that immediately ingrained themselves into Horangi’s head like before had him silent in an instant. But then the noise König was emitting changed. The happy clicks and trills turning into something more akin to a purr. Low soothing rumbling that vibrated through the tiger’s body and seemed to relax all his muscles at once. And yet he still tensed up as König slowly lifted himself up again. Streams of cum and slick loudly dripped down onto Horangi’s skin as his soft cock was finally released. The tentacle around it gave him one last tortuous stroke before slowly uncurling and slipping away like the rest of them. Horangi couldn’t help but lick his lips at the sight of König’s stretched hole slowly closing again, the thin tendrils slipping back inside those warm walls before nothing more was left than a little flap of skin that barely alluded to what kind of heavenly place was hidden behind.
And especially with this alluring view, Horangi could still feel his rut boiling inside him. Simmering quietly just underneath his skin but he knew it would only take less than an hour for this overwhelming fire to erupt again. Maybe even minutes with how König let his hands roam over his own body, only stopping at his still half-hard dicks and giving them both a hard squeeze. A few more drops of cum trickled out of their slits and over König’s fingers before he withdrew his hands again and shuffled his huge body off Horangi’s lap. Every little change of his movements closely followed by Horangi’s eyes, watching with a hungry interest as König let his hands travel over his body once more. Slow, teasing motions of long fingers against a sweaty chest. Fingernails scraping against hard nipples that almost made Horangi not see how all the wetness from König’s body slowly disappeared. Seeping back into his body through his fingers or on its own, soon leaving the eldritch clean from any of their fluids. And before Horangi could say something, König was faster once more. Hands switching from his body to Horangi’s, letting his hands roam over the weretiger’s chest with the same care and intent. It was almost mesmerizing to watch all of the weird slime move on its own and vanish underneath König’s palm as if never there. Just like how all the shiny slick still covering Horangi’s cock and thighs was cleaned off with a few long strokes of König’s hands.
Horangi almost wanted to protest when he watched and felt König letting his fingers carefully curl around his precious striped tail. No one was allowed to just do that and not only because he was more than sensitive there, but the soft curious touches from the eldritch creature had something weirdly endearing about them. Enough that Horangi let his tail loop around König’s wrist, the end of it clearly twitching with nervousness.
“Didn’t expect you sea freaks to get into heat” Horangi eventually hummed when the awkward silence around them became too much for him, his eyes fixated where König continued to pet his tail without pause.
“We don’t. Not on our own at last. We adapt to our partner’s needs” König answered without looking up at Horangi. His eyes finally started to shimmer with a lighter blue again as he let his fingers play with the still twitching end of Horangi’s tail. Carefully catching it and watching it wiggle in his soft grasp just to release it again. Horangi couldn’t help the dry coughed up laugh that escaped his mouth at König’s answer.
“Oh? Partner, eh? Must really like me then for your heat to be triggered just by the scent of my rut like that?”
His words barely even had left his mouth and König’s eyes were already on his. Those unnatural blue eyes seemingly pierced through Horangi’s own and right into his skull, right as the grip around his tail got tighter, forcing a low hiss out of Horangi.
“Heats and ruts are not for primal reprocreation for my species. We have them to exchange our power. To strengthen or just release it” König’s voice was utterly flat as he explained himself and yet Horangi could still hear the amused little tilt in it as he finished talking “And you were the perfect little treat to get my powers flowing again”. A wave of utter disgust and anger rolled over Horangi as he realized he had just been used. Used like a dinner for a starving beast but just as he wanted to argue about the disrespect König had just shown him, the cruel awareness of him having used König as well hit him. They had both used each other like tools. To feed and sate their instinctual desires and needs like the selfish beasts that they both were. So Horangi only swallowed down his unjust anger, letting out an annoyed huff at König’s knowing stare and the little pinch to his tail.
“The most delicious treat I had the opportunity of tasting in a long time” König purred and slowly crawled forwards over Horangi’s chest until their faces were only inches apart. All while his hand had Horangi’s tail still in a tight grip, carefully pulling on it as Horangi tried to lean away from König. From him and the wave of his sweet intoxicating scent that made Horangi’s cock immediately twitch with interest.
“‘Taste’? You didn’t put your mouth anywhere near me! Do you even have one?” Horangi hissed back, trying to turn his face and nose away from König’s smell and its inevitable effect on him but König instantly grabbed him by the chin and forced Horangi to face him again. Once more did the amused trilling sound from König fill the room and Horangi’s mind as the tentacles slowly emerged from the eldritch’s back again. The long snake-like appendages twitching and curling in clear excitement as König’s strokes on Horangi’s tail only got rougher and faster.
“I have two … and one of them was your cock’s sweet little home for the last hour or so” König continued in his purring vibrating voice “and don't deny the fact that you liked having all my tongues tasting you like this”. Horangi could only choke on a moan in answer as the end of his tail was pinched and rubbed mercilessly and the familiar feeling of the slick tentacles grazed over his skin once more. His rut was still not entirely back yet but he could feel its flames already growing and licking his insides, burning his flesh with desperate pleasure and the need to mate with his partner again. And the thought of the tendrils that had continuously pressed against him to be all little tongues that had tasted every part of him made that very fire only hotter.
“You want to feel them again, don’t you, tiger?” König chuckled as he straddled Horangi’s lap again and pressed his face even closer “You want to feel ME again!”. A more than pathetic loud whine could be heard and Horangi had to realize in horror it had come from his mouth as he could feel his entire body tremble and burn with warmth as König pulled on his tail again. Its tip twitched as the dull pain traveled over its whole length and up Horangi’s back, making him arch towards the eldritch creature and only pressed them closer together.
“You … you want me just as bad, you fish freak” Horangi pressed out between gritted teeth, trying his best to not let anymore of those pathetic noises escape but he couldn’t stifle a surprised groan when König suddenly flipped them both over. He barely had time to process what was happening as he was being manhandled by limbs and countless tentacles. A pure mess of calculated movements that Horangi could do nothing against until he was finally set free again. Free to stare at König who was now kneeling in front of him with his head facing away. His wide plump ass in the air and pressed against Horangi’s hardening cock as he pressed his hooded face into the still dirty sheets. The eldritch gave Horangi a tempting look with gleaming blue eyes over his shoulder while arching his back even more and trilling in tempting delight.
“As bad as your terrible poker face, tiger!”
Within seconds the pitiful rest of Horangi’s dignity had rotted away and his hands had found their way onto König’s ass. Strong fingers and claws digging into the muscled flesh as Horangi pressed his cock against König, rubbing his length between his cheeks while the shimmery liquid from before started to ooze out of König’s hole again. Horangi bit his lip hard enough to break skin, blood instantly dripping down his chin when he took a swing and let his one hand slap hard against König’s ass. The creature mewled beneath him, low vibrating sounds entering Horangi’s mind as did a short wave of overwhelming feelings of pleasure that definitely weren’t his own but awakened his rut to its full intensity within the blink of an eye. Drool leaked from his hungry mouth like a starving beast as his claws dug even deeper into König’s skin. The loud growl vibrating in Horangi’s chest was the last bit of warning he could give either of them before the primal instincts of his rut took over his entire being once more and definitely not the last time for the next few days.