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Mavuika and Capitano were fighting. Both of them strong and rapid, two pillars of pride and power. Everyone’s attention, in the arena, was captivated by them. All happened unexpectedly, a great plot twist.
No one expected Capitano to be there.
No one expected that fight.
None of them could allow themself to lose, the cost was too high and they knew it so well.
Their fists went against each other and Capitano was harshly injured by the woman, who was showing fatigue too. Was that a situation of stalemate? Sure it could have been if Ororon didn’t have chosen to intervene.
Suddenly a mysterious mist spread all over the arena and they couldn’t see each other anymore.
A newborn silence was quickly interrupted by the hiss of a blowpipe. No cry escaped from the target’s mouth, only a feeble moan.
Mavuika got hit again, the needle announced by another hit.
She tried to spring against Capitano, but all of sudden her muscles seem to be limp. In fact, the needle’s tip was soaked with a poison obtained by the secretion of the electro slimes and it was a provking a temporary paralysis. Well, Mavuika wasn’t really paralyzed, but could feel a sense of weakness going through her body.
- It’s your chance, defeat her! -
Ororon whispered to Capitano’s ears, sure about the Fatui’s victory.
- Time to retreat! -
That was Capitano’s answer and no one, neither Ororon, could ignore the order.
There wasn’t fear in the man’s voice but annoyance. He was a valiant warrior, honor was one of his person’s pillars, he couldn’t take advantages of Mavuika’s malus. It wouldn’t have been fair!
And Ororon… he had no right to intervene!
So he called the young man and the other alleys to retreat. He needed to be cured but, overall, he needed a fair and honorable fight.
[…]
In a secret cave, Ororon took care of Capitano’s wound. As a member of the Masters of the Night-Wind, he had a great knowledge of medecine and could act to heal the man: bandages, unguents and special herbal teas were enough to save his life and make him feel better in the blink of an eye.
He suggested Capitano to rest, nevertheless the man wasn’t of the same advise. On the contrary, he felt the need to exercise his power as a leader by inflicting the right punition to the younger one.
Suddenly a rapid and strong fist hit Ororon’s stomach, making him moan while bending over due to the pain; he dosed his power, he didn’t intend to kill him.
- Strange way to say ‘thanks’… -
His voice betrayed sufference, an arm was over the stomach to appease the pain. His tone was soaked with a cocktail of irony and incredulity. His gaze was asking ‘why’.
- That’s for whatever you’ve done to Mavuika. I’m not feeble neither a coward, it should have been a fair fight -
- The end justifies the means… it was necessary. It’s not the right timing for an excess of prid-- argh…!-
Another fist hit his stomach few seconds after Ororon was assuming a straight posture again.
It hurt him more.
- That’s not the way I behave. Without honor, a victory it’s just an hidden failure. You had no right to get involved. – his right hand grabbed Ororon’s throat, starting to squeeze it – You lack of discipline… we need to fix that.-
Ororon’s heartbeat became more quick. The adrenaline flew thorough his veins. There was fear but also attraction. That situation was inebriating. Capitano’s fingertips were all around his throat and he could be choked, if the Fatui choosed to press harder but all he could do was moaning in a painful but also pleasured way.
His breath and gaze were enough to let Capitano understand that, for sure, the younger probably was a masochistic one, a guy attracted by strong and strict personalities and he, indeed, incarnated that qualities.
- Someone’s getting aroused, mh…? How shameless! -
Before Ororon could try to moan something, Capitano bent over and conquered his mouth in a fervent kiss. His tongue interwined to the other’s one, making Ororon moan. The younger felt himself annihilated, nothing but a puppet in his hands and he liked it.
More, he needed more, whatever could happened.
- You’re already hard, aren’t you? -
Finally he freed his throat from his grab.
- I-I’m sorry… I never intended to… to make you appear weak or whatever il could seem… - he lowered his head to show his sorrow and submission – I truely believe in you, I just feared Mavuika and… to lose yo...ouuch…!-
When Capitano’s hand grabbed tightened his testicles, he moaned with a lowered and femenine voice. It hurt but he also needed more.
Pain and pleasure were two sides of the same coin.
- Enough talk -
Capitano’s right hand unzipped Ororon’s trousers and lowered them until they fell on the ground, then he took off his pants. Ororon’s dick was already soaking.
Ororon’s felt shame, his cheeks were now red like a tomato.
- Pl-please… -
The older man didn’t answer.
He simply use one of his legs to spread Ororon’s ones, then grabbed one of his ass-cheeks and pressed his nails against the flesh making him moan and tremble, his mouth wide open.
One finger started to stimulate Ororon’s anus and rapidly entered in him without being lubrificated, making him crying for the impetuous gest.
It was painful to be penetrated by a dry finger, especially by a big one like Capitano’s!
- I-it hurts…! -
- A subordinate has to learn what his place is -
That finger went more deep while the other hand of Capitano started to unzip his pants just to show his big and long erected dick.
Ororon observed it and imagined how much painful it would have been, that caused him a twinge.
Another finger penetrated the younger’s ass, making him groan. He was very tight but it didn’t stop Capitano from adding the third one.
- Aaaa-aaah…! -
That was painful and pleasant at the same time and Ororon came quickly, unable to threaten himself. While he was trembling and spreading his semen out, Capitano took out the finger and grabbed his ass-cheeks very quickly to spread them and penetrate him with his cock, no matter the post-orgasm increase of sensibiity.
It was breathtaking. Then Ororon was panting, his ass burning.
Capitano was harsh, that sexual act was a punishment after all. He adopted a quick rhytmn, making Ororon cry loud.
- H-harder, p-please...-
Yes, he really was masochistic, he felt the need to increase the torture.
Capitano gave him what he was asking for, becoming feral and biting his right shoulder leaving a mark.
Ororon’s leg were trembling, he felt so weak and near to the second climax. Capitano’s rhytmn became more quick untile the man came, spilling his hot semen in him. Ororon came again, delighted.
After the climax, Capitano removed his cock from him. The semen sliced out, falling on the ground.
- Obey me and you’ll have me to top you again, Ororon. Give me your loyalty and I can make you moan and soak much more -
The younger wasn’t able to believe to what just happened and that increased is willing to obey and serve him. He first joined him for Natlan’s sake but know the perspective to abandon himself in his hands was appealing