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", "writing": "[b][u][center]Minerva’s Lessons\n\nChapter 10: Many Surprises\n\nFor BigChris369\n\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\nMinerva felt slightly guilty for doing what she’d done, but not enough to take the charm spell off of the lord of the manor. The way that he had been looking down at her, the way that she’d heard him talking about Jak and about the savages and what he had planned to do, it was quite clear that he had been in the process of figuring out how to kidnap her. The raccoon – the Lord Vadoir, Earnest, whatever he had been called – would have tried to take her from Jak, and that would have gotten him killed. Charming him and collaring him with her magic had saved his life, even if he didn’t know it. \n\nThat was what she told herself as she rolled over, holding her tail feathers high and letting him dig his tongue into her ass. She clenched her jaw, her beak clicking softly at the pressure that she felt on her hole back there, but it was pleasurable enough. He was a good licker, an attentive-enough lover when he had direction. She just didn’t want to feel his cock inside of her again for a while. It was…\n\nWell, now that she was used to the bigger stuff, like Jak’s cocks, it was hard for her to feel satisfied with anything else. She wanted something that would fill her, stretch her, not just leave her barely touched down there. \n\nShaking her head, she put that out of her mind. They had a safe place, now, and that meant that they could spend the night here without having to worry about the lord and lady doing something stupid. But what would they do next? Jak wanted revenge, she knew that much, but how were they going to get further in the city without getting attention? The carriage would carry them to the wall, but that would only get them so far, and the guards would want to know why they were going to the inner part of the city. \n\nAnd if they had to go further…\n\n[i]Ugh…[/i]\n\nThe young gryphon lowered her head into the pillow, hiding the grumbles that came from not knowing what was going on. She needed to talk to Jak, not just let this lord lick her butt. Shaking her head, she rolled onto her side, pulling her hips away from the raccoon. \n\n“Mmmph…”\n\n“You can have more later,” she muttered. “I need to go find Jak.”\n\n“That savage?”\n\n“Stay here.”\n\n“But –”\n\n“Stay here.”\n\nThe spell she’d laid on him made it so that he couldn’t disobey. It was a simple charm spell, but it did its job well. He stayed rooted to the spot as she walked out of the room, not even bothering to get dressed. It wasn’t intentional, going naked. She just…forgot. There was something about being naked that was becoming more and more natural, and she wasn’t even sure if she would be embarrassed if someone saw her. \n\nShe walked through the house, curious where she would find Jak. He might be in the room that he was supposed to be staying in, but she had a feeling that he had already gotten up and moved out. He wasn’t the kind of man that liked staying still. He liked to know where he was, what was going on around him, and that meant that he would be exploring. \n\nOr…\n\nShe sniffed the air, and she confirmed her other guess. Someone had been fucking, and it smelled like him. Minerva shook her head, a small smile forming on her lips. She knew that he’d been rather pent-up when they were walking through the city, and if they hadn’t had the bad luck of being kicked out of every inn that they passed, she had planned on dealing with that when they had some privacy. It smelled like he hadn’t had the patience to wait any longer. \n\nShaking her head, she followed the smell to its source. It seemed to be behind a large wooden door, one that was decorated with a few different sigils. No panting and grunting on the other side, but she could smell the thick scent of cum and cock coming through the wood. Jak had been there, at least, and maybe his chosen partner could tell her where he had gone. Minerva gently pushed the door open. \n\nThere was Jak, alright, but more to the point, there was a raccoon woman beside him. She was completely fucked silly, her legs spread, her asshole and her pussy gaped so far that one could have shoved a fist in there. Minerva stared, and then slowly looked at the lizard-man at the raccoon’s side. \n\nHe was upright, at least, his cocks sliding back into his slit still. He looked at her, then shook his head. \n\n“Well, we have a place to stay,” he muttered. \n\n“…What did you do?”\n\n“I ‘claimed’ this one.”\n\n“Really? Who is she?”\n\n“Lady Vadoir.”\n\n“…Oh, boy.”\n\n“What? What did [i]you[/i] do?”\n\n“I, um…charmed Lord Vadoir.”\n\n“Charmed?”\n\nShe wiggled her fingers. “Charmed.”\n\n“…Oh.”\n\nThe pair of them had both gone about ‘fixing’ their situation by fucking one of the masters of the house completely silly. She had done it with the intent of going along with the prostitution stuff that she’d learned, while Jak had obviously taken a different tack, going about it the way that he had done with the ladies around the other town. The raccoon lady had been fucked right to the edge of sanity, clearly, and while she was conscious, Minerva could tell that she wasn’t going to be saying anything for a while. For that matter, she wasn’t even sure if the other woman was aware of what was going on around her anymore. \n\n“Is that what happened to the others?” she asked. \n\n“At first.”\n\n“They just…went stupid?”\n\n“Not completely. This one…I went overboard with.”\n\n“…Because of…”\n\n“I don’t want to talk about it.”\n\n“Okay…”\n\nShe didn’t like the silence, but at the same time, she could guess what it was. He was jealous, or protective, or something. She still didn’t know if that was the dragon in him reacting to the loss of his property or something more…intimate, and she wasn’t sure that it mattered. \n\nFor now, they were safe. They didn’t have someone that could actually go out and pretend that they were normal, still – that would have been the benefit of leaving one or the other free of a spell – but they did have the manor and its servants. That would work for now. Food, walls, bed: that gave them something. \n\nBut they needed more, and for that, they’d need some extra help. Minerva sighed, rubbing her cheek. \n\n“What’s the matter?” Jak asked. \n\n“We need help.”\n\n“No, we don’t.”\n\n“Yes, we do. Unless you have a plan that you’re not sharing.”\n\n“Get over the wall, kill Garvis.” \n\n“And how do we do that?”\n\n“…I’ll find a way.”\n\n“You know, I thought I was the kid. I thought I was the idiot.”\n\nJak stood up faster than she knew he could, and he was right in front of her half a blink later. She was in the air, pinned against the wall, and she gasped for breath as his arm pressed against her throat. The lizard man leaned in, his nose pressed against the edge of her beak as he glared at her. \n\n“He. Will. Die.”\n\n“Nnnngh…”\n\n“One way or another. That is the reason I’m here, and I’m not leaving until that happens.”\n\n“Nnngh…but…how…”\n\n“I’ll find a way.”\n\n“…”\n\nShe was choking, and maybe he realized that, because he let go so suddenly that she slammed to the floor with a thump that would have woken the dead. She gasped for breath as she landed, sucking it down and coughing hard. \n\nBy the time she was able to look up again, Jak had turned away, put his back to her. He pointed out the door, his arm shaking. \n\n“Get out. Go back to…just get out.”\n\n“…Fine. But you know I’m right.”\n\nThe gryphon slowly got to her feet, leaving the room and shutting the door behind her. She heard another thump on the other side, and didn’t know if it was Jak punching the wall or if he had just thrown himself back into bed. It was hard to tell when it came to him, particularly with everything that was going through his head. \n\nIt was so hard to tell what to do with him, sometimes. She had been ‘rescued’ from the bandits by him, and she’d been given a purpose in return. She knew that it was all down to her to find a way to make it happen, as it had always been, but she had seen him as someone that knew what he was doing, someone deadly and calculating. This side of him, this person so consumed with rage that they had turned completely idiotic, was something new, and she didn’t like it. \n\n[i]He told me that being stupid with anger is the best way to get yourself killed. Did he forget that?[/i]\n\nOr was Garvis just that impossible for him to let go of? \n\nShe shook her head. She’d find out in the morning, if he was still here. She hoped he would be. \n\n#\n\nJak slept through the night and woke to find the lady of the manor riding his cocks. She had sucked them out of his slit while he slept, and now she had one of them in her ass and one of them in her pussy. She rode them like an addict, as well, her hands on his chest and her mouth hanging open as she drooled with pleasure. Her milk ran down from her chest over his stomach and torso, leaving him soaked with the white goo. \n\nIf he had been in less of a self-hating mood at the time, he would have been rather pleased by it. However, due to the fact that he had put himself out by hammering his head against the wall until he was unconscious, and the fact that he was still angry with what he’d done the night before, it was nothing but a bother. \n\n“Stop.”\n\nThe minute the word was out of his mouth, the raccoon woman went still. She froze midway down his cocks, her pussy and asshole spasming around both shafts, and he glared at her. \n\n“Off.”\n\nAnd she slid to the side, getting off of him and staring down at his dicks as soon as she was beside him. She didn’t move, didn’t reach for them, though she obviously wanted to. Her eyes made that clear. \n\n[i]Marked her, used her, and then…[/i]\n\nHe was being an idiot, and he needed to stop. He had to get a handle on this before he completely fucked himself over, before rage made him do something that he would regret. Or rather, regret more, considering what he had done the night before. \n\nMinerva had come with him and helped him far more than she needed to. She had stopped him from making a mistake at the edge of the city when Garvis was surrounded by his guards, had stopped him from charging into an encampment and making a martyr of himself. She had found a way to get them somewhere safe for the night, and he had gone and fucked that up by getting rid of the woman that would be able to stand in for the lord when they needed a public face. \n\n[i]Just because I’m angry…[/i]\n\nHe took a deep breath, then pushed himself out of bed. With the lord charmed and the lady claimed, there was no point in putting on clothes. Any servant that saw him would have the lord and lady excusing him, and if they talked, they talked. \n\nNo. Wait. He stopped as he reached for the door. It would be better not to have them talking more than they had to. Just because he had power didn’t mean that he was invincible. He had to think. \n\n[i]Loincloth.[/i]\n\nHe knelt down and found it on the floor. It was the effort of a moment to put it back on, and his belt followed, the blades resting against his hips. Just doing that made him feel better, made him feel more prepared. \n\nHe left the room, making his way down to what he assumed would be the dining hall. The massive manor made it difficult to find where he needed to go, and he eventually had to be pointed in the right direction by a servant. One more thing to hate, really. The fact that he had to be directed would never happen in the wild. \n\nMinerva was waiting for him, eating a bowl of gruel. She looked up at his approach. \n\n“Don’t say anything,” he said, sitting down at the long table with her. It was a very long table, with twenty feet to either side of them unoccupied, and obviously better suited for the feeding of many people than just a small family. “Just listen.”\n\nMinerva cocked her head to the side, irritated, obviously, but the feathered girl didn’t say anything. She wore her dress again, he noticed, so obviously she’d felt the same as he had regarding walking naked in the building. He looked back and forth, ensuring that there were no servants in the room, and then sighed. \n\n“You were right.”\n\nThe gryphon arched an eyebrow, and he pushed on before she could ask any questions. \n\n“I was angry last night, and an idiot. You…were right to question me.” She didn’t respond, didn’t even nod, and so he kept talking. “We need help. I don’t know how to operate in a city, not the way that I know the wilderness. I have lived in the wild, hunted and killed to survive, but this…I don’t know this. You may speak now.”\n\n“Thanks for the chance,” she muttered. \n\n“I needed to get that out.”\n\n“Right. I’m sorry.” She sighed. “I’m glad that you can admit that, but I didn’t know that you hadn’t…you know…”\n\n“Spent time in the cities?” he asked. She nodded. “Well, that’s because it’s not been good for me. Cities tend to have people, and you know how I deal with people.”\n\n“Badly?”\n\n“Badly.”\n\nAnd that was an understatement. Even when he visited Florence, he had always kept the visits short out of self-preservation as much as anything else. The more that he was around other people, the more that they started staring at him, and the more that they started muttering under their breath. He was something of a stand-out, someone that looked different from the average male in the land. There weren’t many scalies to begin with, and the ones that did live in the kingdom were either of high rank or were very different looking to him. \n\nWith someone that killed others, that had a mission of revenge, that sort of recognition was not something that helped his cause. He stayed out of sight more often than not, and did his best to deal with his targets on his turf, or by surprise, infiltrating an area and finding them and ending them as fast as possible. Having to do it this way, on someone else’s turf, was something foreign to him. \n\n“You were right. We need help. And…I think we only have one option,” he said. \n\n“…We’re thinking the same person, aren’t we?” she asked. \n\n“Yes. Florence.”\n\n“I knew it.”\n\n“She’ll know more about this than either of us.”\n\n“Yes, but…” Minerva sighed. “No, you’re right. She’s the only one that knows how to make this work. And maybe she can tell me how to un-charm Earnest.”\n\n“Why?”\n\n“Do you want to see him slavering over me all the time? I don’t.”\n\n“…Fair point.”\n\n“So, how do we…you know…”\n\n“She taught me a small spell for summoning her. With your help, it should be much easier to cast, and we can get it done in an hour instead of a day.”\n\n“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s get started.”\n\n#\n\nClearing the tables from the dining hall gave them plenty of room, and when the servants tried to get in to see what was going on, Jak scared them off with a growl. Those that persisted were told to ask Lord or Lady Vadoir if they had permission, and were shortly thereafter informed that they did. \n\nWith that done, the doors were closed, and the two of them set to work on the summoning circle. It was a rough thing, considering the floor of the great hall was made of rough stone that liked to chip and crack, but with some considerable effort, they were able to effect a vague circle through the middle of the room. Jak didn’t like the look of it, and neither did the gryphon, but they both knew that they weren’t getting anything better than that. \n\nTorches served as candles, and they set up on either side of it. The spell was little more than a chant with Florence’s name tossed in here and there, but they’d have to continue it for a long time to make sure that it got through to the succubus in question. They each grabbed a cushion, closed their eyes, and started chanting. \n\nJak was about to lose his mind at the hour mark when he felt the tell-tale tingle of something being summoned. He opened one eye, looked at the center of the circle, and saw the white marks turning red. Smiling, he kept chanting, letting the sound echo through the room, and heard Minerva do the same.\n\nAs the white lines turned to red, the shape of the succubus took form in the middle of the summoning circle. Neither of them bothered to look at it too closely, mostly because he knew that Florence would be ever so annoyed if she was spotted mid-manifestation. She would be coming in piecemeal, without her curves, without the various things that she felt made her sexy. If they saw that, and she knew it, she would spend the first half-hour making them swear never to talk about it again. \n\nHe knew that she would. He’d gone through that very thing. \n\nHer name forced Florence to come into being, and after another five minutes, she finally appeared. The feline-esque succubus looked between them, naked as ever, and she folded one arm under her breasts and lifted her other hand under her chin, looking between them. \n\n“Someone’s been naughty,” she said. \n\n“We’re always naughty,” he muttered as he got to his feet. “Killing people generally is.”\n\n“Oh, no, it’s more than that. You two have been…very naughty.”\n\n“…”\n\n“Minerva, dear, tell me, is that raccoon I smell on you?” the succubus asked, turning to the gryphon cub. \n\n“Well…kinda. Yeah.”\n\n“And the same on you, Jak. A married couple?”\n\n“…Yes.”\n\n“Mmm, how fun.”\n\nShe looked all too pleased with herself, and while he was used to that expression – it was the same one that she had ever time that she had him fuck her, for that matter – he didn’t need it right now. Jak shook his head, walking into the circle and turning the succubus to face him. She cocked her head to the side. \n\n“Oh? Did you [i]actually[/i] need me this time? I thought that you might just be calling me for fun.”\n\n“No. This is important.”\n\n“Really, then? Where are we, by the way?”\n\n“The capital.”\n\n“Molith?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\n“Oh, this is splendid.” Her cheeks raised, her mouth split in a most toothy smile. “And just where in the city?”\n\n“The middle ring, but that doesn’t matter yet.”\n\n“Oh, it matters a great deal, Jak. Do you know how long I’ve been trying to get you here?”\n\n“…You have?”\n\n“Well, that answers that question, wouldn’t you say, Minerva?” the succubus asked. \n\nJak shook his head. They were getting off-topic, and more importantly, off the point of the whole summoning. He needed information, suggestions, plans, and she was talking about finally getting something [i]she[/i] wanted?\n\nThe gryphon jumped in, too, the little girl asking her own questions. \n\n“Why did you want him here?”\n\n“Why, to hurry his little revenge plot along, of course. Killing individuals; that’s hardly going to get him what he needs. But killing the head of this little snake? Why, that will make it happen quite a bit faster.”\n\n“What are you talking about?” Jak growled. “I’m after Garvis.”\n\n“For now. But what would you say if I told you that the one that ordered Garvis to do what he did is within your reach, as well?”\n\n“…I’d ask why you didn’t bring this up before.”\n\n“Because you would have killed yourself trying to reach him,” Florence said, shaking her head. “And then what would I have done, with my perfect source of dragon essence taken from me?”\n\nHe shook his head, trying to filter through the new information. There was someone that had ordered Garvis to take that step? He had always thought that the fox was one of the top collaborators and plotters of the attack that had taken his village, his people from him. There was someone else higher? Someone that had sole responsibility? \n\n[i]She didn’t tell me…[/i]\n\nThe dragon side of him was surging, but he forced it down. It was fair enough to be angry right now, but anger would not help. And Florence, much as he hated to admit it, was right. Back then, he had been too furious to listen to reason. If he’d known that there was one person that was ultimately responsible for the whole thing, someone that had pulled all the strings to make it happen, there would have been no stopping him. He would have run right into any waiting blades, killing himself for the mere chance at vengeance. \n\nAs he forced himself to calm down and keep the dragon’s voice at bay, Florence turned from him to Minerva. He let her, not interrupting whatever reunion the pair of them would have as he focused his attention on the dragon within. \n\n#\n\nThe gryphon was still trying to understand what was happening between Jak and Florence when the succubus approached her. She rubbed the back of her head as the curvy, bountifully endowed woman knelt down at face level with her and whispered. \n\n“Why did you tell him that? He’s already angry,” she whispered. \n\n“He’s going to be angrier before this is done.”\n\n“Why? Why do you have to keep making it worse?”\n\n“I have my reasons, little one.”\n\n“Can you start telling me? He almost…”\n\n“He almost what?”\n\n“He attacked me last night. He could have killed me.”\n\n“…Did he, now?” Florence looked over her shoulder. “I’ll deal with that in a moment, but I am sorry for that.”\n\n“He wants them dead more than he wants anything else now. I don’t know if he can think clearly.”\n\n“Well, dear, that’s why we’re here. You and me? We’ll do the thinking, while he does the killing.”\n\nThat was not what she wanted to hear, and it wasn’t something that filled her with confidence, either. She could tell that Jak was only just keeping a handle on himself right then. The shaking going up and down his arms was just like what she’d seen when they were outside the city, when he’d been glaring at Garvis. He wanted to kill, wanted to slaughter. The only thing that kept him in the manor right then, she imagined, was the fact that there was someone else that he didn’t have the name for just yet. As soon as he had that, she’d be amazed if they could keep him in the manor. \n\n“I don’t think we can control that,” she whispered. \n\n“We don’t have to. We just have to make him want what we want.”\n\n“You mean manipulate him.”\n\n“Yes. Isn’t it fun?”\n\n“Not for me!”\n\n“Well, you’ll learn. It’s fun, once you get used to the game.”\n\n“But, but –”\n\n“Now, watch me work.”\n\nMinerva sputtered as the succubus stood up again. A gesture from the other woman, and one of the tables was pulled back into place, giving them a place to sit. The gryphon girl moved mechanically, trying to figure out how in the world the three of them were going to survive this. After last night, she wouldn’t put it past Jak to try and cut through them to get at his target if he thought they were trying to deny him. \n\nThe succubus, however, seemed full of confidence, vim and vigor. She smiled as she rested her head on her folded hands, cocking her head to the side. \n\n“Now, Jak, let’s talk about what you want to know.”\n\n“First, you tell me why you’ve been holding back on me,” he said. \n\n“Why? I already told you.”\n\n“No, you implied it. That’s not the real answer; you had something else, something that…that you’re not saying,” he said, and Minerva could hear the force that he was exerting to keep calm. “You want something out of this. What is it?”\n\n“…You remember that I told you that I would eventually call in that favor you owed me?”\n\n“…Yes.”\n\n“That favor for teaching you about the dragon’s blood, about how to use it, and how to survive in this world?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\n“That favor was something that you would never be able to fulfill unless I got you into the perfect position for it. It’s not like I could just go without getting repaid, but unless you were in a high enough position, you’d never be able to follow through on it. I needed you to be strong. I needed the dragon in you awake. And most of all, I needed you here.”\n\n“Just…tell me…what you want,” Jak said. \n\nMinerva’s fingers clenched at the edge of the table, the urge to hide under it growing stronger and stronger. The tension between the succubus and the lizard man was so thick that she was half-sure that the two were going to finally come to blows. She had seen them come close before, seen the arguments that brewed between them as two strong wills clashed over different purposes, but she had never felt something like this. \n\nShe didn’t even know whose side she was on. Jak had almost killed her, but Florence seemed like she was just making the whole thing worse, teasing someone that was barely keeping himself under control and making him even angrier. What even was the point of that? Why keep pushing that button? \n\n[i]Just tell him. Please. Just tell him,[/i] she thought. \n\nInstead, Florence leaned back, crossing her arms under her breasts. She smiled. \n\n“There’s one other person with dragon blood in the capital right now. In order to fulfill my favor, you’re going to have to kill him.”\n\n“Who?” Jak asked. \n\n“Once he’s dead, you’ll be able to do my favor. And more besides. In fact, once he’s dead, you’ll never have to worry about anything again. Oh, sure, the little things will still need handling, and you’ll have a few new concerns, but nothing like what you’re dealing with now. It’ll be easy, a good life for you.”\n\n“Who do I have to kill?” he asked. \n\n“And when you see him die, you’ll know why I’ve brought you to this point, why you need to accomplish this. And –”\n\n“TELL ME WHO HAS TO FUCKING DIE!”\n\nThe roar was different than usual, almost two-toned, as if there were two voices coming from Jak’s throat at the same time. As soon as he stood up, Minerva had thrown herself under the table, diving for cover. The sheer strength of that roar had almost blown out her ears, and as confidence as the gryphon had become over the last few months, she was not ready for something like this. \n\n[i]Please, please, stop playing games…[/i]\n\nShe huddled into a ball under the table, and silence reigned overhead for nearly a minute. Eventually, Jak sat down, and he even reached a hand down to her. He felt about, found her shoulder, and gently squeezed. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to be touched, but she allowed it, not knowing how to get away from him right then. For that matter, she wasn’t sure how or if she wanted to. \n\n“I’m sorry,” he muttered. \n\n“’sokay.”\n\nHe squeezed her shoulder again, and she whimpered, taking little breaths. She reached out, squeezing Florence’s leg, her claws gripping the other woman tightly. \n\n[i]Tell him,[/i] she begged. [i]Stop teasing him, stop making him angry, and just tell him.[/i]\n\nShe shook for nearly another minute as the silence dragged on, and she was about to get angry at the succubus herself when Florence finally spoke again. \n\n“I want you to kill the king and take the throne.”\n\nThis time, the silence didn’t break. This time, the silence stretched on and on as the implications of the request settled on both of them. The king, the ruler of the land, the man that had all the power in the kingdom, was the one that had tried to see Jak and his people dead. That man, the one that controlled the army, the one that had every power in the city to defend him, was the one that Jak had to kill. \n\nMinerva was starting to think that she might have been better off staying with the pedophile bandits. At least there she had a chance. \n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Minerva’s Lessons

Chapter 10: Many Surprises

For BigChris369

By Draconicon







Minerva felt slightly guilty for doing what she’d done, but not enough to take the charm spell off of the lord of the manor. The way that he had been looking down at her, the way that she’d heard him talking about Jak and about the savages and what he had planned to do, it was quite clear that he had been in the process of figuring out how to kidnap her. The raccoon – the Lord Vadoir, Earnest, whatever he had been called – would have tried to take her from Jak, and that would have gotten him killed. Charming him and collaring him with her magic had saved his life, even if he didn’t know it. 

That was what she told herself as she rolled over, holding her tail feathers high and letting him dig his tongue into her ass. She clenched her jaw, her beak clicking softly at the pressure that she felt on her hole back there, but it was pleasurable enough. He was a good licker, an attentive-enough lover when he had direction. She just didn’t want to feel his cock inside of her again for a while. It was…

Well, now that she was used to the bigger stuff, like Jak’s cocks, it was hard for her to feel satisfied with anything else. She wanted something that would fill her, stretch her, not just leave her barely touched down there. 

Shaking her head, she put that out of her mind. They had a safe place, now, and that meant that they could spend the night here without having to worry about the lord and lady doing something stupid. But what would they do next? Jak wanted revenge, she knew that much, but how were they going to get further in the city without getting attention? The carriage would carry them to the wall, but that would only get them so far, and the guards would want to know why they were going to the inner part of the city. 

And if they had to go further…

Ugh…

The young gryphon lowered her head into the pillow, hiding the grumbles that came from not knowing what was going on. She needed to talk to Jak, not just let this lord lick her butt. Shaking her head, she rolled onto her side, pulling her hips away from the raccoon. 

“Mmmph…”

“You can have more later,” she muttered. “I need to go find Jak.”

“That savage?”

“Stay here.”

“But –”

“Stay here.”

The spell she’d laid on him made it so that he couldn’t disobey. It was a simple charm spell, but it did its job well. He stayed rooted to the spot as she walked out of the room, not even bothering to get dressed. It wasn’t intentional, going naked. She just…forgot. There was something about being naked that was becoming more and more natural, and she wasn’t even sure if she would be embarrassed if someone saw her. 

She walked through the house, curious where she would find Jak. He might be in the room that he was supposed to be staying in, but she had a feeling that he had already gotten up and moved out. He wasn’t the kind of man that liked staying still. He liked to know where he was, what was going on around him, and that meant that he would be exploring. 

Or…

She sniffed the air, and she confirmed her other guess. Someone had been fucking, and it smelled like him. Minerva shook her head, a small smile forming on her lips. She knew that he’d been rather pent-up when they were walking through the city, and if they hadn’t had the bad luck of being kicked out of every inn that they passed, she had planned on dealing with that when they had some privacy. It smelled like he hadn’t had the patience to wait any longer. 

Shaking her head, she followed the smell to its source. It seemed to be behind a large wooden door, one that was decorated with a few different sigils. No panting and grunting on the other side, but she could smell the thick scent of cum and cock coming through the wood. Jak had been there, at least, and maybe his chosen partner could tell her where he had gone. Minerva gently pushed the door open. 

There was Jak, alright, but more to the point, there was a raccoon woman beside him. She was completely fucked silly, her legs spread, her asshole and her pussy gaped so far that one could have shoved a fist in there. Minerva stared, and then slowly looked at the lizard-man at the raccoon’s side. 

He was upright, at least, his cocks sliding back into his slit still. He looked at her, then shook his head. 

“Well, we have a place to stay,” he muttered. 

“…What did you do?”

“I ‘claimed’ this one.”

“Really? Who is she?”

“Lady Vadoir.”

“…Oh, boy.”

“What? What did you do?”

“I, um…charmed Lord Vadoir.”

“Charmed?”

She wiggled her fingers. “Charmed.”

“…Oh.”

The pair of them had both gone about ‘fixing’ their situation by fucking one of the masters of the house completely silly. She had done it with the intent of going along with the prostitution stuff that she’d learned, while Jak had obviously taken a different tack, going about it the way that he had done with the ladies around the other town. The raccoon lady had been fucked right to the edge of sanity, clearly, and while she was conscious, Minerva could tell that she wasn’t going to be saying anything for a while. For that matter, she wasn’t even sure if the other woman was aware of what was going on around her anymore. 

“Is that what happened to the others?” she asked. 

“At first.”

“They just…went stupid?”

“Not completely. This one…I went overboard with.”

“…Because of…”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Okay…”

She didn’t like the silence, but at the same time, she could guess what it was. He was jealous, or protective, or something. She still didn’t know if that was the dragon in him reacting to the loss of his property or something more…intimate, and she wasn’t sure that it mattered. 

For now, they were safe. They didn’t have someone that could actually go out and pretend that they were normal, still – that would have been the benefit of leaving one or the other free of a spell – but they did have the manor and its servants. That would work for now. Food, walls, bed: that gave them something. 

But they needed more, and for that, they’d need some extra help. Minerva sighed, rubbing her cheek. 

“What’s the matter?” Jak asked. 

“We need help.”

“No, we don’t.”

“Yes, we do. Unless you have a plan that you’re not sharing.”

“Get over the wall, kill Garvis.” 

“And how do we do that?”

“…I’ll find a way.”

“You know, I thought I was the kid. I thought I was the idiot.”

Jak stood up faster than she knew he could, and he was right in front of her half a blink later. She was in the air, pinned against the wall, and she gasped for breath as his arm pressed against her throat. The lizard man leaned in, his nose pressed against the edge of her beak as he glared at her. 

“He. Will. Die.”

“Nnnngh…”

“One way or another. That is the reason I’m here, and I’m not leaving until that happens.”

“Nnngh…but…how…”

“I’ll find a way.”

“…”

She was choking, and maybe he realized that, because he let go so suddenly that she slammed to the floor with a thump that would have woken the dead. She gasped for breath as she landed, sucking it down and coughing hard. 

By the time she was able to look up again, Jak had turned away, put his back to her. He pointed out the door, his arm shaking. 

“Get out. Go back to…just get out.”

“…Fine. But you know I’m right.”

The gryphon slowly got to her feet, leaving the room and shutting the door behind her. She heard another thump on the other side, and didn’t know if it was Jak punching the wall or if he had just thrown himself back into bed. It was hard to tell when it came to him, particularly with everything that was going through his head. 

It was so hard to tell what to do with him, sometimes. She had been ‘rescued’ from the bandits by him, and she’d been given a purpose in return. She knew that it was all down to her to find a way to make it happen, as it had always been, but she had seen him as someone that knew what he was doing, someone deadly and calculating. This side of him, this person so consumed with rage that they had turned completely idiotic, was something new, and she didn’t like it. 

He told me that being stupid with anger is the best way to get yourself killed. Did he forget that?

Or was Garvis just that impossible for him to let go of? 

She shook her head. She’d find out in the morning, if he was still here. She hoped he would be. 

#

Jak slept through the night and woke to find the lady of the manor riding his cocks. She had sucked them out of his slit while he slept, and now she had one of them in her ass and one of them in her pussy. She rode them like an addict, as well, her hands on his chest and her mouth hanging open as she drooled with pleasure. Her milk ran down from her chest over his stomach and torso, leaving him soaked with the white goo. 

If he had been in less of a self-hating mood at the time, he would have been rather pleased by it. However, due to the fact that he had put himself out by hammering his head against the wall until he was unconscious, and the fact that he was still angry with what he’d done the night before, it was nothing but a bother. 

“Stop.”

The minute the word was out of his mouth, the raccoon woman went still. She froze midway down his cocks, her pussy and asshole spasming around both shafts, and he glared at her. 

“Off.”

And she slid to the side, getting off of him and staring down at his dicks as soon as she was beside him. She didn’t move, didn’t reach for them, though she obviously wanted to. Her eyes made that clear. 

Marked her, used her, and then…

He was being an idiot, and he needed to stop. He had to get a handle on this before he completely fucked himself over, before rage made him do something that he would regret. Or rather, regret more, considering what he had done the night before. 

Minerva had come with him and helped him far more than she needed to. She had stopped him from making a mistake at the edge of the city when Garvis was surrounded by his guards, had stopped him from charging into an encampment and making a martyr of himself. She had found a way to get them somewhere safe for the night, and he had gone and fucked that up by getting rid of the woman that would be able to stand in for the lord when they needed a public face. 

Just because I’m angry…

He took a deep breath, then pushed himself out of bed. With the lord charmed and the lady claimed, there was no point in putting on clothes. Any servant that saw him would have the lord and lady excusing him, and if they talked, they talked. 

No. Wait. He stopped as he reached for the door. It would be better not to have them talking more than they had to. Just because he had power didn’t mean that he was invincible. He had to think. 

Loincloth.

He knelt down and found it on the floor. It was the effort of a moment to put it back on, and his belt followed, the blades resting against his hips. Just doing that made him feel better, made him feel more prepared. 

He left the room, making his way down to what he assumed would be the dining hall. The massive manor made it difficult to find where he needed to go, and he eventually had to be pointed in the right direction by a servant. One more thing to hate, really. The fact that he had to be directed would never happen in the wild. 

Minerva was waiting for him, eating a bowl of gruel. She looked up at his approach. 

“Don’t say anything,” he said, sitting down at the long table with her. It was a very long table, with twenty feet to either side of them unoccupied, and obviously better suited for the feeding of many people than just a small family. “Just listen.”

Minerva cocked her head to the side, irritated, obviously, but the feathered girl didn’t say anything. She wore her dress again, he noticed, so obviously she’d felt the same as he had regarding walking naked in the building. He looked back and forth, ensuring that there were no servants in the room, and then sighed. 

“You were right.”

The gryphon arched an eyebrow, and he pushed on before she could ask any questions. 

“I was angry last night, and an idiot. You…were right to question me.” She didn’t respond, didn’t even nod, and so he kept talking. “We need help. I don’t know how to operate in a city, not the way that I know the wilderness. I have lived in the wild, hunted and killed to survive, but this…I don’t know this. You may speak now.”

“Thanks for the chance,” she muttered. 

“I needed to get that out.”

“Right. I’m sorry.” She sighed. “I’m glad that you can admit that, but I didn’t know that you hadn’t…you know…”

“Spent time in the cities?” he asked. She nodded. “Well, that’s because it’s not been good for me. Cities tend to have people, and you know how I deal with people.”

“Badly?”

“Badly.”

And that was an understatement. Even when he visited Florence, he had always kept the visits short out of self-preservation as much as anything else. The more that he was around other people, the more that they started staring at him, and the more that they started muttering under their breath. He was something of a stand-out, someone that looked different from the average male in the land. There weren’t many scalies to begin with, and the ones that did live in the kingdom were either of high rank or were very different looking to him. 

With someone that killed others, that had a mission of revenge, that sort of recognition was not something that helped his cause. He stayed out of sight more often than not, and did his best to deal with his targets on his turf, or by surprise, infiltrating an area and finding them and ending them as fast as possible. Having to do it this way, on someone else’s turf, was something foreign to him. 

“You were right. We need help. And…I think we only have one option,” he said. 

“…We’re thinking the same person, aren’t we?” she asked. 

“Yes. Florence.”

“I knew it.”

“She’ll know more about this than either of us.”

“Yes, but…” Minerva sighed. “No, you’re right. She’s the only one that knows how to make this work. And maybe she can tell me how to un-charm Earnest.”

“Why?”

“Do you want to see him slavering over me all the time? I don’t.”

“…Fair point.”

“So, how do we…you know…”

“She taught me a small spell for summoning her. With your help, it should be much easier to cast, and we can get it done in an hour instead of a day.”

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s get started.”

#

Clearing the tables from the dining hall gave them plenty of room, and when the servants tried to get in to see what was going on, Jak scared them off with a growl. Those that persisted were told to ask Lord or Lady Vadoir if they had permission, and were shortly thereafter informed that they did. 

With that done, the doors were closed, and the two of them set to work on the summoning circle. It was a rough thing, considering the floor of the great hall was made of rough stone that liked to chip and crack, but with some considerable effort, they were able to effect a vague circle through the middle of the room. Jak didn’t like the look of it, and neither did the gryphon, but they both knew that they weren’t getting anything better than that. 

Torches served as candles, and they set up on either side of it. The spell was little more than a chant with Florence’s name tossed in here and there, but they’d have to continue it for a long time to make sure that it got through to the succubus in question. They each grabbed a cushion, closed their eyes, and started chanting. 

Jak was about to lose his mind at the hour mark when he felt the tell-tale tingle of something being summoned. He opened one eye, looked at the center of the circle, and saw the white marks turning red. Smiling, he kept chanting, letting the sound echo through the room, and heard Minerva do the same.

As the white lines turned to red, the shape of the succubus took form in the middle of the summoning circle. Neither of them bothered to look at it too closely, mostly because he knew that Florence would be ever so annoyed if she was spotted mid-manifestation. She would be coming in piecemeal, without her curves, without the various things that she felt made her sexy. If they saw that, and she knew it, she would spend the first half-hour making them swear never to talk about it again. 

He knew that she would. He’d gone through that very thing. 

Her name forced Florence to come into being, and after another five minutes, she finally appeared. The feline-esque succubus looked between them, naked as ever, and she folded one arm under her breasts and lifted her other hand under her chin, looking between them. 

“Someone’s been naughty,” she said. 

“We’re always naughty,” he muttered as he got to his feet. “Killing people generally is.”

“Oh, no, it’s more than that. You two have been…very naughty.”

“…”

“Minerva, dear, tell me, is that raccoon I smell on you?” the succubus asked, turning to the gryphon cub. 

“Well…kinda. Yeah.”

“And the same on you, Jak. A married couple?”

“…Yes.”

“Mmm, how fun.”

She looked all too pleased with herself, and while he was used to that expression – it was the same one that she had ever time that she had him fuck her, for that matter – he didn’t need it right now. Jak shook his head, walking into the circle and turning the succubus to face him. She cocked her head to the side. 

“Oh? Did you actually need me this time? I thought that you might just be calling me for fun.”

“No. This is important.”

“Really, then? Where are we, by the way?”

“The capital.”

“Molith?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, this is splendid.” Her cheeks raised, her mouth split in a most toothy smile. “And just where in the city?”

“The middle ring, but that doesn’t matter yet.”

“Oh, it matters a great deal, Jak. Do you know how long I’ve been trying to get you here?”

“…You have?”

“Well, that answers that question, wouldn’t you say, Minerva?” the succubus asked. 

Jak shook his head. They were getting off-topic, and more importantly, off the point of the whole summoning. He needed information, suggestions, plans, and she was talking about finally getting something she wanted?

The gryphon jumped in, too, the little girl asking her own questions. 

“Why did you want him here?”

“Why, to hurry his little revenge plot along, of course. Killing individuals; that’s hardly going to get him what he needs. But killing the head of this little snake? Why, that will make it happen quite a bit faster.”

“What are you talking about?” Jak growled. “I’m after Garvis.”

“For now. But what would you say if I told you that the one that ordered Garvis to do what he did is within your reach, as well?”

“…I’d ask why you didn’t bring this up before.”

“Because you would have killed yourself trying to reach him,” Florence said, shaking her head. “And then what would I have done, with my perfect source of dragon essence taken from me?”

He shook his head, trying to filter through the new information. There was someone that had ordered Garvis to take that step? He had always thought that the fox was one of the top collaborators and plotters of the attack that had taken his village, his people from him. There was someone else higher? Someone that had sole responsibility? 

She didn’t tell me…

The dragon side of him was surging, but he forced it down. It was fair enough to be angry right now, but anger would not help. And Florence, much as he hated to admit it, was right. Back then, he had been too furious to listen to reason. If he’d known that there was one person that was ultimately responsible for the whole thing, someone that had pulled all the strings to make it happen, there would have been no stopping him. He would have run right into any waiting blades, killing himself for the mere chance at vengeance. 

As he forced himself to calm down and keep the dragon’s voice at bay, Florence turned from him to Minerva. He let her, not interrupting whatever reunion the pair of them would have as he focused his attention on the dragon within. 

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The gryphon was still trying to understand what was happening between Jak and Florence when the succubus approached her. She rubbed the back of her head as the curvy, bountifully endowed woman knelt down at face level with her and whispered. 

“Why did you tell him that? He’s already angry,” she whispered. 

“He’s going to be angrier before this is done.”

“Why? Why do you have to keep making it worse?”

“I have my reasons, little one.”

“Can you start telling me? He almost…”

“He almost what?”

“He attacked me last night. He could have killed me.”

“…Did he, now?” Florence looked over her shoulder. “I’ll deal with that in a moment, but I am sorry for that.”

“He wants them dead more than he wants anything else now. I don’t know if he can think clearly.”

“Well, dear, that’s why we’re here. You and me? We’ll do the thinking, while he does the killing.”

That was not what she wanted to hear, and it wasn’t something that filled her with confidence, either. She could tell that Jak was only just keeping a handle on himself right then. The shaking going up and down his arms was just like what she’d seen when they were outside the city, when he’d been glaring at Garvis. He wanted to kill, wanted to slaughter. The only thing that kept him in the manor right then, she imagined, was the fact that there was someone else that he didn’t have the name for just yet. As soon as he had that, she’d be amazed if they could keep him in the manor. 

“I don’t think we can control that,” she whispered. 

“We don’t have to. We just have to make him want what we want.”

“You mean manipulate him.”

“Yes. Isn’t it fun?”

“Not for me!”

“Well, you’ll learn. It’s fun, once you get used to the game.”

“But, but –”

“Now, watch me work.”

Minerva sputtered as the succubus stood up again. A gesture from the other woman, and one of the tables was pulled back into place, giving them a place to sit. The gryphon girl moved mechanically, trying to figure out how in the world the three of them were going to survive this. After last night, she wouldn’t put it past Jak to try and cut through them to get at his target if he thought they were trying to deny him. 

The succubus, however, seemed full of confidence, vim and vigor. She smiled as she rested her head on her folded hands, cocking her head to the side. 

“Now, Jak, let’s talk about what you want to know.”

“First, you tell me why you’ve been holding back on me,” he said. 

“Why? I already told you.”

“No, you implied it. That’s not the real answer; you had something else, something that…that you’re not saying,” he said, and Minerva could hear the force that he was exerting to keep calm. “You want something out of this. What is it?”

“…You remember that I told you that I would eventually call in that favor you owed me?”

“…Yes.”

“That favor for teaching you about the dragon’s blood, about how to use it, and how to survive in this world?”

“Yes.”

“That favor was something that you would never be able to fulfill unless I got you into the perfect position for it. It’s not like I could just go without getting repaid, but unless you were in a high enough position, you’d never be able to follow through on it. I needed you to be strong. I needed the dragon in you awake. And most of all, I needed you here.”

“Just…tell me…what you want,” Jak said. 

Minerva’s fingers clenched at the edge of the table, the urge to hide under it growing stronger and stronger. The tension between the succubus and the lizard man was so thick that she was half-sure that the two were going to finally come to blows. She had seen them come close before, seen the arguments that brewed between them as two strong wills clashed over different purposes, but she had never felt something like this. 

She didn’t even know whose side she was on. Jak had almost killed her, but Florence seemed like she was just making the whole thing worse, teasing someone that was barely keeping himself under control and making him even angrier. What even was the point of that? Why keep pushing that button? 

Just tell him. Please. Just tell him, she thought. 

Instead, Florence leaned back, crossing her arms under her breasts. She smiled. 

“There’s one other person with dragon blood in the capital right now. In order to fulfill my favor, you’re going to have to kill him.”

“Who?” Jak asked. 

“Once he’s dead, you’ll be able to do my favor. And more besides. In fact, once he’s dead, you’ll never have to worry about anything again. Oh, sure, the little things will still need handling, and you’ll have a few new concerns, but nothing like what you’re dealing with now. It’ll be easy, a good life for you.”

“Who do I have to kill?” he asked. 

“And when you see him die, you’ll know why I’ve brought you to this point, why you need to accomplish this. And –”

“TELL ME WHO HAS TO FUCKING DIE!”

The roar was different than usual, almost two-toned, as if there were two voices coming from Jak’s throat at the same time. As soon as he stood up, Minerva had thrown herself under the table, diving for cover. The sheer strength of that roar had almost blown out her ears, and as confidence as the gryphon had become over the last few months, she was not ready for something like this. 

Please, please, stop playing games…

She huddled into a ball under the table, and silence reigned overhead for nearly a minute. Eventually, Jak sat down, and he even reached a hand down to her. He felt about, found her shoulder, and gently squeezed. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to be touched, but she allowed it, not knowing how to get away from him right then. For that matter, she wasn’t sure how or if she wanted to. 

“I’m sorry,” he muttered. 

“’sokay.”

He squeezed her shoulder again, and she whimpered, taking little breaths. She reached out, squeezing Florence’s leg, her claws gripping the other woman tightly. 

Tell him, she begged. Stop teasing him, stop making him angry, and just tell him.

She shook for nearly another minute as the silence dragged on, and she was about to get angry at the succubus herself when Florence finally spoke again. 

“I want you to kill the king and take the throne.”

This time, the silence didn’t break. This time, the silence stretched on and on as the implications of the request settled on both of them. The king, the ruler of the land, the man that had all the power in the kingdom, was the one that had tried to see Jak and his people dead. That man, the one that controlled the army, the one that had every power in the city to defend him, was the one that Jak had to kill. 

Minerva was starting to think that she might have been better off staying with the pedophile bandits. At least there she had a chance. 




The End



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