Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)
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				Title: <strong>Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>01-01-2014, 22:27:00</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/afyicy7.jpg)</div><br>Kirigara, a city oasis surrounded by desert and mountains. An impossible-to-reach home with some of the richest lands, owned by the Kongou clan. For the people living outside of this city, away from beautiful pastures of green and perfectly formed brick and mortar, life is difficult. The vast desert between the mountain ranges is dangerous to traverse without knowledgeable help, a service the Kongou are happy to provide for a decent price. The human warlords flanking this impasse are forced to deal with whatever the Kongou wish, for the land bridge is the only way to trade between the two. The wolf clan remains in a powerful position, even though it is flanked by two great enemies. It is a begrudging relationship, to say the least. <br><br>In the past, the Kongou clan was not nearly as powerful as they were. There was once a time when they were a great division of different clans, warring among each other across the desert and buying weapons readily from the humans on either side. There had been hope that the wolves would bite each other’s heads off, and then the land could be properly controlled for trade. The cost of escort chewed into every piece of gold that the humans needed to trade, so the less wolves there were, the better. However, what was not foreseen was a deal struck among clans, unifying them into one mighty force. A tournament would be held every few years with members battling to become rulers, limiting the amount of life lost for the wolves and changing the guard to keep things fresh. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://simg.gelbooru.com//images/1325/60c25d8d42417e1d076af2946505c4f8.jpg?1536588)</div>The ruler of the Kongou, Gunzou, sits comfortably in the center of the oasis, passing laws as he sees fit. Despite a very beastly appearance and terrifying potential, he is a rather kind and calm ruler. In the tournament, he showed the use of a cunning mind and brute strength, winning battles even after he had been disarmed by his opponent. His chosen weapon was the battle axe, and he yielded two with incredible precision and strength. He seemed to be able to do the impossible in a fight, and as a ruler, he had brought the most incredible prosperity to the land. What had once been mostly desert flourished under his guidance, and the crops could grow a little further each year. The Kongou, the entirety of his race, would soon be growing more powerful than any human army could amass against them, despite being sandwiched between two kingdoms.<br><br>&nbsp;Only the worst offenses drag his attention; most of the problems in his kingdom are dealt with by his subordinates. Gunzou is a king who pays attention. He had received word from his spies that one of his underlings on the edge of the mountain ranges, a human who settled on the land long ago, was offering passage to other humans for free. In strict defiance of the law, which states that any individual requiring passage must pay a fee, he also made the bold decision to only guide members of his own kind for free. Lost Kongou who needed to return home still had to pay. Gunzou did not appreciate this jab at his law, and sent out a number of his troops to retrieve the man and force him to pay for all of the free rides he had given. The number, according to his sources, was great. Death was usually the punishment for those who could never pay off everything. <br><br>A deal was struck between the man and Gunzou’s forces. The man would give his virgin daughter, just turning eighteen, as a form of payment. The leader of Gunzou’s group accepted the payment as something partial; they would be back later for the rest. For now, they transported the girl over the sandy seas, a messenger running ahead to bring word to the king. None of the members of the group dared to check the actual gender of the ‘daughter;’ unbeknownst to them, the man had only fostered a son, but the son could be passed off for a woman. When the group arrived to the city, they brought the young man before the king, who lounged upon a plush throne of pillows and blankets in the middle of his palace of stone. <br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/LbS8c2e.jpg)</div><br>Despite the blazing sun, the palace was very cool and comfortable, a marvel of it being built with channels that water could flow through. The passing wind also brought comfort, but on this day, the side doors were shut tight—the wind was too hot. The king sat up as his party appeared, discussing the situation as the ‘daughter’ stood there, dressed in proper attire. The king’s eyes fell on ‘her’ and he smiled a little, making a motion with his hand to send the men away. When the mighty doors shut, the king motioned to a large cushion beside him, waiting until the human was seated. “What is your name?” He asked first, followed by, “Do you understand the circumstances that have brought you here?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>27-01-2014, 06:04:17</strong>
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				Anwyn was terrified. The Kongou arrived without warning in the dead of night, all of them armed to the teeth and ferocious as their reputation had described them. Up until that point, Anwyn had been raised to regard Kongou with a healthy balance of respect and fear; that was the only way humans in his country had survived thus far. But at that moment, when the wolves charged into his family home and backed his father into a corner, Anwyn had no respect for them - only fear.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/11/Anwynoasis.jpg/401px-Anwynoasis.jpg)</div>He still didn't entirely understand what his father had done. In truth, he had never seen eye-to-eye with Zakhr, due in large part to his penchant for those of his own gender and his desire to dress in long, flowing gowns rather than tunics and trousers. As such, he had never cared much to learn about Zakhr's business dealings. They tended to stay as far away from each other as possible, save for family gatherings that required them both to attend. Indeed, Anwyn had been only one short week away from packing up his things and moving on to another city. At least, until the Kongou came.<br><br>Anwyn still wasn't sure how it had happened. The wolves had whisked Zakhr away to a private room, within which they hammered out the details of his payment, and when they emerged, a particularly large, brutish-looking creature grabbed the smaller human by the arm and dragged him, kicking and screaming, out of the house. The deal was done. Another wolf took all of two minutes to stuff all of Anwyn's belongings into a bag, after which they set out for Kirigara.<br><br>At some point, the lithe, blonde human lost the desire to struggle. Fright still seized every fiber of his being, but he no longer jumped every time a wolf approached him to give him food or to move him about the caravan. That his father had betrayed him so horribly somehow didn't surprise him much, but it hurt so badly that he spent most of his nights curled up in his makeshift bed of blankets and pillows to keep from crying. Days later, at long last, they arrived in the oasis where he would meet the leader of his captors.<br><br>Upon arriving at the lavish palace, the likes of which he had never seen before, the wolves commanded Anwyn to clean up and slip into his finest dress. He would have more, they promised, if his company pleased the king. The prospect of riches did little to soothe Anwyn's nerves, however, and he said nothing as they vacated the room, leaving him to wash himself and change.<br><br>When he emerged, his long blonde hair fell in waves over one shoulder, caressing the lavishly embroidered sleeve of a long blue gown (http://oi42.tinypic.com/28bfodv.jpg) that draped his slender body in gauzy layers. The heart shape of the bodice gave the illusion of a shapely chest he didn't possess, where the layers did well to emphasize the wide, natural curves of his hips. His face had a softness to it, with pale eyes and high cheekbones passed down from the generations of half-elf blood he had inherited from his mother. Even without trying, he had the shape and effortless grace of a woman. This was not something he took into consideration, however, when four members of the traveling party escorted him to the throne room.<br><br>At least not until Thergun, one of the wolves, presented him to the king as Zakhr Raconzkai's daughter. This instilled a whole new sense of panic in the youth, one that quickly rose to his icy blue eyes. To hide this, even as the other wolves were dismissed and he was summoned to the cushion alongside the king, Anwyn kept his head down. He was terrified. He had no idea what Gunzou intended to do with him, and he wasn't entirely sure that he wanted to know.<br><br>"Anwyn," he offered at length in a soft, dulcet tone. But at the second question, he wasn't entirely sure how to respond. He understood partly, but in his state of shock and panic, he hadn't taken the time to digest what the situation meant for him. Consequently, he said nothing for a few moments, before finally finding the right words for his predicament.<br><br>"... I know that my father owes you money. I'm here because he doesn't have enough."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>27-01-2014, 23:03:33</strong>
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				“Anwyn…” The voice that spoke again sounded pleased by the name. The boy would sit beside the king on the cushions, and the king had turned his body to face what he thought was the daughter of the lord. He tilted his head and peered over the being a little bit, before bringing his head up and nodding slowly. “Yes, that’s the basic jist of it. Your father chose to try and swindle some of his dues, putting a little more on the side than he should have… So he offered you as compensation,” The king enjoyed the sound of this human’s voice. It was soft and delicate, like the hair and surprisingly pale skin. The deep blue of the dress matched well with Anwyn’s eyes, and contrasted with the white body and hair nicely. The whole package was attractive, and Gunzou was pleased with the trade. <br><br>The large wolf leaned over towards Anwyn, his face dwarfing the halfling’s in a great many scopes. He inhaled deeply, picking up on the scent of human sweat. It was not unpleasant to the wolf—sweat carried much to it, and it was something that his race had no experience with. Being dogs, they cooed off through exposing their tongue and panting. Anwyn’s sweat was a strange and exotic aroma, and the king loved it. Gunzou shifted himself, moving beside the feminine figure. His arm wrapped around the boy and his hand ran up and down Anwyn’s back, as the king leaned back and relaxed in the pillows. There were a number of thoughts running through Gunzou’s mind, feeling that he had made a good deal here. “I would like to be explicitly clear with you<br><br>“My word is law here, and that goes double for you, my pet…” He said simply, “Do as I say, and you’ll have a much better life than your time up in the mountains. Misbehave,” His voice became grave, “And you’ll regret it.” After he said that, he seemed to brighten up a little bit more. He sighed softly, his big tongue rolling out of his mouth. The room was cool, but the big, red muscle was really the only way he could cool down. He kept a big hand on the human, looking ‘her’ over. The human was quite beautiful, a nice amount of hair and large eyes, currently looking as though they were full of fear and worry. “Little one,” He said, turning onto his side to look closely at the human, “Please relax. It is not hard to stay on my good side. Just listen to my words… Relax…” He cooed, nuzzled the side of Kara’s neck, and gave it a light lick. Just to test the waters. If Anwyn still didn't understand why he was there, it was getting clearer by the moment.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>27-01-2014, 23:31:25</strong>
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				Hearing the truth spoken aloud did little to soothe Anwyn's battered ego. Although he had never thought much of his father, and he was sure the feeling was mutual, it still stung to think that he had been traded away as payment for the man's mistakes. Was he really worth so little to his own father? If Anwyn hadn't despised him before, he certainly did then as he settled on the cushion, kneeling, trying his best not to look up at the king sidling up beside him.<br><br>That Gunzou would refer to him as a pet didn't sit well with the young man. The name carried with it a suggestive undertone that he didn't like at all, especially since the wolf had been told that he was a woman. To his horror, the more Gunzou spoke, the more he was certain of his fate, and despite his strong resolve, he couldn't help trembling in the slightest as a warm muzzle pressed into his throat. Only a moment after, he felt a hot, wet tongue move over his skin, at which he bridled by turning his head away, hands curling into the gauzy fabric of his dress.<br><br>"Not that," he pleaded, raising his shoulder to create a barrier between himself and the king. "Please... Anything but that." Despite his beauty, Anwyn had never indulged in physical pleasure with a man. He had been kissed before, felt a man's hands caressing him, but that was the extent of it. Some naive part of him had wanted to wait until he fell in love, but he highly doubted that Gunzou had any such inclinations.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 00:37:44</strong>
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				The king’s expression softened slightly. While he was a ruler, it did hurt him somewhat to see the human recoil like that. He pulled his face away and without the slightest hint of displeasure, he moved behind Anwyn. Kneeling there, his hands ran over Anwyn’s shoulders, staring around the neck to wipe away the small layer of saliva that had been left there. The thick pads of his hands would add to the fine feeling of the massage, which focused around the shoulders and upper arm at first. He needed to help Anwyn calm down a bit, he thought. Perhaps she was still in shock? Or had she never been touched like that before? He couldn’t guess the exact reason, but the reaction was strong enough that he needed to do something. Clearly, the lure of personal treasures or satisfaction weren’t enough for Anwyn. <br><br>His hands moved to the human’s sides, and stayed there, lightly rubbing at the soft belly with his fingertips and pressing the pads of his thumbs into Anwyn’s back. He was quiet, save his breathing, but then he began to speak again. “You are mine now, that is the terms of the arrangement. That said, it displeases me for such an expression to run over your beautiful face…” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 01:39:36</strong>
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				Of all the things that Anwyn had expected from the king, he hadn't expected him to stop when he expressed a lack of interest in having sex with him. Accordingly, when Gunzou moved his hands over his shoulders and shuffled behind him, the blonde lifted his eyes, slightly hopeful. He had no disillusions about his predicament, and he knew that if he truly displeased Gunzou, he would feel his wrath. But it helped, somehow, to know that the king had no desire to hurt or traumatize him.<br><br>If anything, Gunzou seemed eager to help him relax, for soon those large hands settled on his lithe frame, long fingers curling around his sides to caress his stomach through the gauzy blue layers. After such uncertainty the moment he stepped into the throne room, it was nice being handled so gently. He hadn't expected such a huge, bulky creature to be capable of any tenderness, and while Anwyn was far from completely compliant, Gunzou had done well to show him another side to his kind.<br><br>Turning slightly, bright blue eyes sought the wolf's face, and he hesitated a moment before speaking again. "It's only that I have never..." Shy as he was, he couldn't finish the statement. He had never known a man, much less a hulking beast like the king of wolves. He could only imagine that they were different from human men. And what was more, Gunzou had yet to discover his new acquisitions true gender. Perhaps that would dissuade him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 03:51:41</strong>
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				“As to be expected,” He responded, “I’m sure you were saving—or being saved—for marriage. It is an interesting human tradition.” The king’s hands seemed to melt over Anwyn’s back now, pressing against every little knot and problem area they could find. “Lay yourself on your stomach. Close your eyes if you’d like,” He said, picking up a hint of a commanding tone. Once down, his hands glided over Anwyn’s sides, following the curves of his hips but not touching the fine rear he possessed. They moved to the back of the calves and the legs, and even down to the human’s feet, which were left bare when he had arrived at the palace. For a king to be massaging those on someone who was supposed to be a slave was, to put it mildly, unkingly. <br><br>“Have you experienced that sort of pleasure?” He suddenly asked, “By your own hand, I mean.” He turned Anwyn over, onto his back, and moved up the legs again. Around the hips, up around his stomach, to his shoulders and arms. Now the wolf king loomed over him, and he actually looked incredibly kind. The hard expression of the wolf ruler was gone. Perhaps there was more to him when he was alone, or at least another side to him that the land he ruled over could never know. A kind king wouldn’t make it among the wolves, and his iron fisted handling of some situations was a tactic to keep everyone in one piece. He moved a hand through a bit of Anwyn’s hair, twirling it between his fingers as he enjoyed the quiet moment.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 04:48:04</strong>
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				Despite his best efforts to remain tense, not at all keen on the idea of deriving any sort of pleasure from the massage, Anwyn's muscles felt very differently and began to relax beneath his touch. Enough so that when Gunzou instructed him to lay down, his tone more demanding than it had been before, he didn't have it in him to protest. As it was, he didn't want to raise the king's ire. And so, reluctantly, he moved his legs out from beneath him and moved to lay on his front.<br><br>The back of the blue dress parted in a wide V, one that started at his shoulders and ended near the small of his back, exposing more than a fair amount of skin to Gunzou's hands. This unnerved Anwyn more than anything else. He knew that, one way or another, the king would discover his sex before too long. It was a question of when. More importantly, though, was how the wolf would respond to the deception, and just as the halfling didn't want to give his virginity to him, he also didn't want to die for a lie his father had told.<br><br>Crossing his arms beneath his head, pursing his lips, Anwyn fought not to fidget as those large hands worked down his sides and over his legs. In a sense, it was relaxing, but he didn't want it to be. "I..." It seemed silly to lie. Besides that, he couldn't help thinking that Gunzou would smell a false truth on him if he tried. Pinching his eyes shut, a soft tinge of pink started at his cheeks, spreading even to the tips of his partially slanted ears. "Yes. I have, but... no man has touched me that way."<br><br>He hated himself for admitting as much. A virgin offering was likely more appealing to a king than one with more experience.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 06:22:58</strong>
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				While the king turned and massaged the form, he began to have some slight suspicions about this little human. He could feel around ‘her’ stomach that there were deeper muscle ridges under the silky front layer, and the legs didn’t strike him as dainty. Perhaps most telling were the feet, where instead of long and thin toes, he found slightly pudgier ones. But his hands weren’t hesitating, they moved over the femboy’s body slowly and deliberately, a deep inhale moving through the dog’s nostrils. He seemed to be enjoying himself as much as the human on the receiving end of the massage was. “Mm…” His fingertips moved around the gently tipped ears on Anwyn’s head, and over his rosy cheeks. The wolf rolled over and got comfortable on his side, propping his head up with one hand while the other moved in circles over Anwyn’s stomach. He looked over his new pet, smiled, and chuckled ever so slightly. He was amused by all of this. <br><br>Gunzou was trying to decide if he should move in on the creature in the pillows with him, or if it would be better to hold off for a time. He could do either, as it was the king’s will and he certainly had no interest in following the human tradition of saving until marriage. On one hand, he was rather interested in exploring the offering, and on the other, a building of trust that might benefit the development of the human. He thought on the earlier reaction and wondered if what he had done had changed that quite yet, so as a test, he brought his head down near Anwyn. Close enough that the presence was there, but not intimately close. More like he was just looking at the human carefully.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 07:17:55</strong>
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				The king's touch was surprisingly gentle. Of all things, that surprised Anwyn the most. It gave him some hope that perhaps, if he played his cards right, he didn't have to suffer the indignity of a rape - or the agony of death, if Gunzou was truly angered by the revelation of his gender. Indeed, the man had layers to him that the halfling hadn't expected. That wasn't enough to make him truly relax, but it did take away some of his nerves, at least.<br><br>When finally Gunzou's hands left him, Anwyn's eyes fluttered open and he dared a sidelong glance, his vision partially obstructed by long, wavy strands of blonde. Nudging the wayward locks back, he moved up onto his arms, finally turning to regard the king properly. It was the first time he saw the wolf in full, after having done his best not to look directly upon him out of fear. Indeed, the king didn't look as terrifying as he had first thought. Those eyes made him look fairly benevolent, as rulers went.<br><br>"How long?" he dared to ask, his voice finally clear and without the hint of a tremble. "How long until my father's debt is paid?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 16:06:37</strong>
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				“Ah…” The king smirked a little, “Your father offered you up wholly to clear this debt. It’s not a matter of how long you will stay here—this is your new home now.” The wolf closed his eyes and inhaled deeply again, “That was your real voice. No terrified rumble, no meek sounds…” He grinned again, allowing his hand to wander over the side of the body presented to him. “I will not take you today,” He suddenly declared, “But I fear my body would be sorely disappointed with me if I did not let this beautiful, soft frame do something…” He brought his hand up, moving a finger through a loose lock of Anwyn’s golden hair. “Tell me, you may be a virgin, but have you pleased a man before? Do be honest…” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 19:49:00</strong>
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				Although the king's hand still lingered on his body, relentlessly exploring his body, his promise not to claim him that day offered Anwyn a bit of relief. He knew very well that Gunzou's decision was temporary, that he would one day seek to take what he saw as his, but it spared him for the moment and for that, he was grateful. He had no way of knowing how the wolf would react to the truth of his gender, and he didn't want to know. Not yet. Preferably not ever.<br><br>He had been naive, though, to assume that Gunzou would simply walk away from this without taking something from him. The notion made his eyes widen in the slightest and once more, a blush began to color his cheeks. Although he had never experienced sex, he understood the mechanics of it, and what was more, he had a good idea of what the king had in mind. <br><br>"... No," he admitted, pursing his full, pink lips while he sorted through the embarrassment of his predicament. "I have been kissed, but I have never done anything more than that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>30-01-2014, 06:21:09</strong>
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				He smiled a bit at the response, putting his hand lightly on the boy’s cheek. “Nothing to be ashamed of,” The king said, “There is always something to learn…” He looked at those pursed lips and couldn’t help himself, gently pressing the front of his muzzle to them for a few short moments. To Anwyn, it must have been nearly heart-stopping, but to the king, it was a very good sensation. The wolf pulled back with a delighted little smile, pushing back a few stray locks of hair out of the way, tucking them behind the pink, pointed ear. Gunzou smiled again, before sighing lightly and turning onto his back. He patted the spot in the pillows right beside him, silently requesting that Anwyn cuddle up to the wolf. With all the hints being dropped, would Anwyn take the initiative? One male to another male... It had to be about the same process.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>30-01-2014, 06:45:23</strong>
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				As Gunzou leaned closer, Anwyn's first reaction was to draw away, but the wolf moved too quickly. It wasn't a kiss the way Anwyn was used to them; the king had a much different anatomy, with a snout and muzzle instead of lips. All the same, the sensation left his mouth tingling, oddly and pleasantly surprised by the gesture, however quick it was.<br><br>The blush on his cheeks darkened, tinting even the tips of his ears, particularly when the large wolf gestured for him to lay beside him. Anwyn felt awkward enough as it was just being there, being subjected to those touches, but it seemed he had little choice. And so, with a little sigh, he turned and moved onto his side, inching closer until his lithe body was flush with Gunzou's side, nestled against warm, soft fur.<br><br>"I don't know, I mean..." Anwyn wasn't sure how to voice his predicament. He knew what to do for a human male, based on what felt good when he touched himself. But on a wolf? Weren't their bodies very different? Feeling increasingly awkward, he fought with himself for a moment before raising a slender hand, placing it to the center of Gunzou's chest and, trembling, working his way down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>11-02-2014, 04:32:25</strong>
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				Gunzou’s normally fearsome hand curled around the trap’s shoulders, giving him a light rub before it moved up to his head. The king gently ran his fingers through the locks of hair, brushing bothersome strands out of the way and amusing himself with the sensation of the human ‘fur.’ There was something about it that he very much enjoyed; his kind had fur that was usually shorter, softer but without such definition. Human hair was exquisitely smooth, even if it wasn’t the softest to the touch, and had a unique texture to it that Gunzou hadn’t been able to feel for some time. Not many humans came into the kingdom’s bustling center, and even fewer ended up in the king’s throne room. He let out a long, calm breath and let his head settle back into the pillows as the boy traced down further with his smaller hand. “Everyone has to start somewhere,” He said, “Just do what feels right to you.” <br><br>The king shifted slightly while Anwyn reached about, lifting his hips up to tug down on his loose coverings for the human. Perhaps much to Anwyn’s surprise, the king was not fully erect just yet. What greeted Anwyn’s eyes was a small, cylindrical mound, coated in downy fur colored a gentle blue. It was the protective sheathe for the large wolf’s member, equivalent to the foreskin on the human. Down below that were the storehouses of the king’s seed, the whole thing covered in a lighter amount of fur and certainly a handful for Anwyn. The king settled back again, letting his mind wander and letting Anwyn do as he pleased. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-02-2014, 06:57:53</strong>
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				Anwyn understood his own anatomy and that of other men, but Gunzou's was something very different. His length laid hidden beneath a layer of skin, its shape only partially determinable beneath the fur. For a time, he wasn't quite sure how the entire works functioned - at least until he looked a bit closer and saw a slit at the very tip. At that, he blushed all over again. He was expected to coax it out.<br><br>"Oh..."<br><br>Chewing on his full, pink lower lip, Anwyn tentatively brought his hand further down until his nimble fingers skated over Gunzou's concealed shaft. He grazed it gently, experimenting, reminding himself all the while that this was necessary to spare his virtue. If he managed to please Gunzou this way, he could keep his modesty. That was worth it.<br><br>it was with that in mind that the young blonde wrapped his palm carefully around Gunzou's sheath, pumping slowly, trying to mimic a pace that he found pleasing when he touched himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 00:21:45</strong>
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				Gunzou allowed his eyes to close as he relaxed into the pillows, keeping one arm around his new pet, its claws a reminder of the power that this individual held. For now, they were hardly threatening, the thick pads rubbing up and down Anwyn’s back as he stroked the sheath. With a few passes, nothing seemed to be happening, but then a long lump began to emerge. It was a sort of off-pink at that moment, but with enough arousal, it’d be ruby red. The thing seemed to inflate to its full size right away once it was coaxed out, laying across Gunzou’s stomach, the tip right at the base of his sternum. It was a long thing, fat enough for the human to get his fingers around, and that was exactly what Gunzou was waiting for. Unlike a human cock, it was coated in a fine layer of sexual fluid, the natural lubricant. Also unlike the human’s member, the whole thing was quite sensitive, as much as the human’s tip was. No protective skin outside of the sheath. He might also notice two small lumps on either side of the cock, something it would start to become familiar with the further he pushed the king. <br><br>Gunzou groaned softly, “Move your hand up and down the length…” He didn’t feel that the suggestion would need to be commanded to his pet. Hesitant the human was, Anwyn seemed to understand the position of the pet well. The king’s long arm reached down and grabbed at the human’s plump ass, pleased that he would have such a fine specimen when the time came. For now, though, he simply rubbed it and groped it, allowing the human to pleasure him. “You may also use your mouth… Work at the tip…”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>04-03-2014, 21:43:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anwyn wasn't sure what he was expecting. He knew that Gunzou's anatomy would be different from his own, but not <em>that</em> different. Indeed, the erection he sported was something very new indeed, deep pink in color, tapered all the way through, and slick from root to tip. What was more, it didn't seem to be done growing, for with every stroke of Anwyn's fingers, he felt something at the base getting thicker. And for reasons he didn't entirely understand, he felt himself getting warmer...<br><br>Pursing his lips, slightly anxious, Anwyn's palm left Gunzou's sheath and, with some hesitation, he reached for the glittering pink shaft instead. At first, it felt odd to the touch; heavily veined, slippery, and hotter than he had expected. But as his small hand closed around it, slowly pumping up and down, he found that both the shape and the texture allowed for easy stroking. Furthermore, the naturally occurring wetness made it that much smoother, something that he hoped would bring the king pleasure.<br><br>"My... what?" The blond boy stared up at him, dumbfounded, and once more color rose to his face. He knew how oral sex worked, although he had neither given nor received it, and the thought of his first time occurring with a wolf-king's cock did well to unsettle him. But as before, the hand on his ass reminded him of why he had to do well. He had to stall if he wanted to avoid losing all of his virtue in one go.<br><br>And so, with a soft, anxious whimper, Anwyn rearranged himself until he could kneel at Gunzou's side, bent forward in such a way that he could comfortably hold his cock at its base while he lowered his head over his lap. It took him a few moments, but eventually he worked up the courage to part his lips, tentatively touching his tongue to the pointed head of his erection, licking at the thin slit. Gunzou had a sharp taste to him. On occasion, out of curiosity, Anwyn had tasted himself, and the king's flavor was not at all similar. For a moment, it overwhelmed him, but as he continued lapping at the stiff, reddening organ, he reached the conclusion that it wasn't <em>terrible</em>...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glitches are cool</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 17:37:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The smooth and only slightly veiny member glistened and throbbed in the small human’s hand. The king settled and sounded pleased, gentle and quiet groans slipping free now and again, typically when the member’s pointed tip was touched by those delicate little hands. The king looked more than pleased by the reaction of the human, moreso when he climbed to his knees and leaned over the wolf’s lap. The virgin hesitation and the whimpering sound amused Gunzou, who briefly wondered if he would have to be a little more forceful with his new plaything. But then he began to lick and lap, getting used to the flavor, maybe even enjoying it more. Gunzou could feel the lips closing around the cock, and made his pleasure known by groping Anwyn’s ass firmly, unsuspecting still that he was holding onto a young boy and not a girl. <br><br>Receiving from a stout mouth felt much different than those from this kind, Gunzou realized. As king, he’d had more than enough selection of concubines and ladies seeking to bare his kin to know the feeling of a muzzle around his member. It was enveloped in one go with little effort, just by the length of the mouth, and the event was rather boring—not often undertaken because there was little to be done with it by wolves. But the human’s mouth was shorter, much shorter, short enough where the fat tip was filling up Anwyn’s maw. There wasn’t much precum to speak of, nothing filling Anwyn’s cheeks that he’d have to swallow, but the member was coated in its own fluid already. Something that was licked off and replaced easily. <br><br>Gunzou let out a long groan and Anwyn went down on him, moving his hand up to the back of the boy’s head. He gently stroked the longer hair, letting it run between his fingertips. It was his favorite feature of humans, the fact that they could grow silky-soft hair that reached so far along. It was completely lacking in the wolves, so he enjoyed what he could. “That’s good Anwyn… I’d say you’re a natural…” He could push the human down further if he needed, if Anwyn didn’t take the initiative. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ruler of the Oasis (Glitches x BrilliantDays)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 22:07:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The more Anwyn licked at the king's member, the more he acknowledged that the taste wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. It wasn't exactly pleasant, but he could tolerate it. It seemed that Gunzou wasn't satisfied merely with the efforts of his tongue, however, at which point he had little choice but to take it into his mouth.<br><br>Wrapping his full lips around Gunzou's thick cock, Anwyn shut his eyes and steeled himself against the revulsion he expected to experience. But as before, he discovered that it wasn't so bad. This was something he could do, if it meant keeping Gunzou from going underneath his skirt, the results of which would surely be disastrous.<br><br>Anwyn was emboldened, but had little knowledge of what to do now that he had a cock in his mouth. At first, he merely sucked on it, cradling the tower of red flesh on his tongue, but that was all he knew to do. At least until he felt the weight of a hand on his head, first simply combing through his hair and then laying on it heavily. That was when he understood that his mouth would have to accomplish the same as his hand - a stroking motion.<br><br>Nervous now that he wouldn't do a good job of it, the blond slowly lifted himself up, not to pull himself off but so he could bob back down, trying to take a bit more than he had before. He repeated the gesture, trying to get into a rhythm, lips glossy with saliva and the fluid coating Gunzou's cock. Hoping to please the king, he brought his hand to the base of his erection, stroking him in what he hoped was an even rhythm with his mouth's ministrations.
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