"Take a deep breath in, then out. Follow the sound of your breathing. Feel it through your body."

"...Okay."

"Good. Focus on your breathing. As you do so, try to imagine the power inside of your body, starting at your heart. With each exhale, imagine it slowly trickling around your body."

Finn squirmed in his cross legged position, wrinkling his snout as he did his best to concentrate. After a moment or two, he let out a sharp exhale and opened his eyes, shifting uncomfortably in his seat and rubbing the back of his head.

"Are you sure you're allowed to teach me this?" Finn asked, sitting on Etis's bed in the fox boy's little bedchamber. The vulpine sat opposite from him, looking quite peaceful with his eyes closed in a similar meditative pose. Etis peeked open an eye and smirked ever so subtly.

"Solomon never said I couldn't," He replied calmly. "He doesn't seem to care all that much about what I do, so long as I do what he asks when he asks it."

"R...Right. I just..." Finn pressed his palms to his knees and stretched his back out. He'd never felt so unsure or nervous about anything in his life. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but beneath it was an excitement. He'd always wanted to learn magic, but Solomon never humoured him, and his father always forbid him from trying.

Finn has been sneaking out to see Etis for a good month or so now, unbeknownst to his father and servants. Thanks for the secret passage in Finn's room, he's able to sneak his way down to visit the fox during the night, when everyone else is asleep. It has the adverse effect of making him a little tired, but Etis provided him with a brew here and there to keep him alert. It seemed as if Etis didn't even sleep that much himself, as he was always awake when Finn came to see him.

"You don't want to be found out?" Etis finished his sentence for him. "Don't worry. We've been at this for about 2 weeks now and no-one's noticed. You're almost there, anyway-- you just have to keep you concentration."

A grunt escaped Finn's lips as he squirmed again and ran a hand through his head fur and feathers. He adjusted himself back into his cross-legged position, aware of his nakedness-- a common occurrence when spending time with Etis-- before closing his eyes again.

"Now, focus again..." Etis continued, and Finn obliged. "Feel that power slowly trickling through your veins, to the ends of your fingers and toes, to the tips of your ears. Do you feel it?"

"...A little." Finn did his best to concentrate, though he knew that tensing and forcing himself to focus was the opposite of what he should be doing, as Etis had scolded him multiple times for doing so. His body did tingle though and he felt a gnawing within his stomach, like something scratching at the surface of his skin from the inside.

"Now, I want you to imagine a light, as small as your little finger. Picture it in your mind. Imagine how bright it would be, how it lacks in heat, the way it floats." Etis continued. Finn frowned and conjured up the picture of it in his mind, imagining how it might look and how glaring its brightness might be. 

"Now, I want you t--" Etis began, but the concentration of both of them was suddenly shattered by a loud bang and the sound of a high-pitched yelp, belonging to that of an adult canine man. Finn whipped his head around, startled, and the tingling in his body suddenly faded with his concentration. A trickle of frustration rushed through him and settled in his shoulders, twisting into a stubborn annoyance. He slipped from the bed and sighed through his nose harshly as he stepped towards the door to Etis's chamber, tugging the door open.

Trapped in a tangle of magical threads sat a grey-furred canine with rather shabby servant clothes and a frightened expression, his arms and legs at awkward angles as he dangled halfway off the floor. Finn knew that yelp from before quite well, and he's both annoyed and surprised to find it's Jaxon trapped within the threads. Etis peeks from the bed as his familiar, Pderto, raises his head from his laying down position by the mattress to glare over at the new, unfamiliar arrival.

"Jaxon," Finn began with a sigh, staring down at his servant. "Exactly what are you doing here?"

"I-I, well, um," Jaxon raised his head and his face flushed a deep shade of scarlet at the boy's nakedness. "I came to give you a herbal tea to help you sleep when I saw you slip out of bed and go through the wall. I just..."

"And the tea?" Finn quirked an eyebrow. "You didn't bring it with you?"

"I, well, it's, um..." Jaxon trailed off. "I left it on the table...?"

"You sound unsure about that. Do you want to go back and check, or do you just want to admit that you're lying, Jaxon?" Finn suggested, and the servant wrinkled his snout and looked apologetic.

"I lied. I'm sorry, young master. I've just seen you grow tired in the mornings and I was worried, so I followed you." The canine lowered his gaze. It was frightening how cunning Finn could be sometimes, considering their disparaging age gap and how well they knew one-another. Finn was becoming more and more unfamiliar by the day. The boy's eyes softned at his friend's concern and he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head.

"Well...now that you've found out where I've been going, I suppose there's no way around it now," Finn sighed and glanced back towards Etis. "Can he stay?"

"If you will it, my liege." Etis bowed his head and a grin spread across his lips. He was being teasing, and Finn knew that-- the princely boy could also see that mischievous gleam in Etis' eyes, as if he were planning something. With a snap of his fingers, Etis' magic undid it self and Jaxon flopped unceremoniously to the floor with a short groan. The canine pulled himself to his feet and shuffled his way inside.

"Um...sorry for the intrusion, Sir Etis." Jaxon bowed briefly and paled slightly at the sight of the massive Warg, before his eyes followed the naked prince across the room, watching as his took a seat on the bed.

"You know of me?" Etis raised his eyebrows in surprise and Jaxon nodded.

"I make an effort to learn the names of everyone around here..." Jaxon began. "That, and you are the first apprentice Solomon has taken on in some years. Not to mention that the young master speaks often of you..."

"Oh, he does?" Etis smirked in Finn's direction and the hybrid boy glared back in response, sticking out his tongue.

"Can we continue?" Finn asked, and Etis simply shook his head in response.

"We've done enough tonight. It's getting quite late anyway," The fox began and Finn grimaced in response. "Why doesn't your servant join us for a spell? We can lay back and relax."

Finn narrowed his eyes. Though he hadn't known Etis long, he knew how cunning the fox was. If he was encouraging Jaxon to stay, it was likely for all the wrong reasons. It wasn't that Finn didn't trust the tribal magician next to him, of course, but it was more that he was...possessive of his servant. Some might even say selfish.

"...Fine," Finn knew there wasn't much way out of it without offending someone, so he went along with it. "Jaxon, come sit."

"Y-Yes, Master." The man looked nervous, but he did as he was told. Jaxon had never really been around magicians before-- he hadn't even spoken to Solomon once, though it was hard to speak to the colourful bird at the best of times. As he sat on the edge of the bed, Etis scooted closer to him and encouraged him to slide back, coaxing him to lay lengthways along the bed with his head and shoulders up near the pillows.

"What's your name?" Etis quizzed him, propping himself up on a hand beside Jaxon as Finn sat at the edge of the bed, watching them cautiously.

"U-Um, it is Jaxon, Sir Etis." The man introduced himself and Etis smiled warmly, though the way his tails swished to and fro made it clear he was up to something. He sidled a little closer and reached out with a hand, sliding his fingers down the canine's chest and stomach.

"Would you like to relax a little more, Jaxon? I'd be happy to oblige." Etis purred, casting a very brief glance in Finn's direction. The prince hadn't particularly seen this side of Etis before-- this strangely provocative way of speaking that encouraged even the most stoic of men to crumble under his touch. Finn could tell that Jaxon would fall to his whim-- the canine man practically trembled under the fox's small fingers, and he visibly clenched all over when Etis's digits danced just a little too low on his body.

"W...What do you mean?" Jaxon sheepishly grinned, but his flushed expression and folding ears betrayed his knowledge of what was about to take pace. Finn's face soured and a feeling rushed through him like no other: a bitter resentment that he could only call jealousy. 

With a lidded gaze, Etis' hand slipped a little lower until his fingers reached the small cord that would have normally held up Jaxon's cloth servant pants, were he standing. He tugged on one end and the knot loosened, allowing the front of the pants to part eve so slightly. The fox raised his fingers up towards the hem of the pants and dug his fingers in underneath them, sliding his hand down. Jaxon's eyes widened and his breath hitched in his throat. As if he knew how Finn might react, Jaxon glanced over at the prince and his awkward smile faltered at the sight of Finn's irritated expression.

"P...Perhaps you shouldn't." Jaxon suggested apprehensively as Etis' fingers dabbled over his crotch. Though he sounded quite firm in his response, his body reacted as one might expect-- the blood rushed to his loins and his member swelled under the lewd assault, pulsing warmly against Etis' touch and steadily growing from the way the fox's tender fingers stroked along the top of his length and occasionally dipped down towards his balls. A heated sigh escaped the canine's lips as Etis slowly coaxed the member upwards, so that a good portion of the cock was free from the pants and pulsing against the man's stomach.

Jaxon parted his lips to speak again, but no words came as he watched Etis dip his head, his muzzle hovering inches from the man's erect member. He traced his lips across the length of the cock, parting his muzzle ever so slightly to breathe subtle, gentle hot air onto the man's length. The cock pulsed wildly beneath Etis' mouth, stimulated by the mere air alone, and Etis' muzzle inevitably reached up towards Jaxon's tip. After a brief moment of suspense, Etis stuck out his tongue slightly and dragged his warm, wet appendage across the foreskinned head. Jaxon couldn't help but groan from the sensation, closing his eyes.

Finn didn't move a muscle as Etis slowly continued his assault, lapping his tongue back and forth, up and down Jaxon's cock as his hands moved around to the man's hips, subtly and slowly sliding his pants down enough to completely expose the full length of his cock and fuzzy nuts. When the pants were down far enough, Etis seductively curled his fingers around the base of Jaxon's cock and angled it upwards, curling his tongue around the length and tasting every pulsing inch, feeling the way Jaxon tensed beneath him, hearing the way he huffed from the pleasure.

"What's wrong, dear prince? Don't you want to join us?" Etis asked with a lidded gaze, casting Finn one teasing glance as his twin tail flicked back and forth with delight. Finn's muzzle pursed into a thin line and even Jaxon peeked one eye open to gauge the reaction of his master. Whether Finn did it out of sheer pride, jealousy or otherwise, the pup slid forwards and bent over in a similar fashion to Etis. Unlike the fox, he was not quite as seductive, nor as subtle-- his lips and tongue met his servant's cock quite quickly, and he began to work on covering the length of the pulsing member with his own tongue, as if he were trying to cover up Etis' saliva with his own. 

Jaxon wanted nothing more than to grin from cheek to cheek, but the way that Finn glared at him, as if he were going to receive punishment later, made him a little nervous. He had never known Finn to be possessive, but it showed in the way he acted: as the princely pup suckled and ran his tongue across Jaxon's cock, he deliberately butted with Etis here and there, as if he were attempting to subtly push him away without offending him. Etis rose to the challenge, but the way the fox's eyes twinkled and his tails wagged made it clear he was enjoying that side of Finn, and he seemed enamoured with the way he reacted when teased.

Eventually, Finn raised his head up slightly, and Etis didn't challenge him on it as the pup angled his head over the servant's tip, dragging his wide tongue along the man's frenulum before swallowing up the head of the cock into his mouth. Jaxon shivered and sighed with delight, rolling his head back and resisting the urge to instinctively thrust into his master's mouth. Finn had gone down on him a couple of times before-- sometimes right as he's woken up-- but it was altogether different in this scenario. Finn slurped and suckled with more passion than ever before, as if he were trying to outdo the fox below him. Etis had moved down to Jaxon's balls and were working wonders on his orbs, rolling his tongue over the fuzzy pouch as his hand continued to firmly hold the base of the man's vividly throbbing length.

Etis slowly traced his other hand up as Finn continued to bob his head slightly, letting the smooth head of his servant's cock slide effortlessly across the roof of his mouth. Jaxon could feel the delicate sensation of Etis' digits touching with his upper pelvis, more or less where his bladder was, and the fox seemed to deliberately press upon it. It wasn't enough to actually do anything dangerous, but the way he was touching him should have made Jaxon suspicious. Yet, at the time, he thought nothing of it. What a mistake that was.

A surge rushed through him, a trickle of something unfamiliar and frightening that caused Jaxon to immediately tense up and clench his teeth. Etis stared at him with his usual lidded gaze, his fingers curling and flexing over Jaxon's pelvis. In a matter of moments, a feeling swirled within Jaxon's crotch and towards his cock that he knew all too well. His lips opened to speak, yet he found his mouth immediately closing again almost instantly, of its own accord. His fearful expression flicked to Etis and he could see the glimmer of a foreign power in the fox's eyes.

He couldn't stop it, nor could he warn the prince atop his cock of what was about to happen. He trembled on the spot and a whimper escaped his throat as it became to come out: urine, drop by drop, oozed from his member until it began to rush out in a steady trickle, inevitably forming a lengthy stream. Finn had known the instant he tasted it on his tongue, but Etis was one step ahead: even as the cub attempted to pull back, the fox pushed his head down, not only forcing him to take more of the member but also forcing him to swallow the fluids that sloshed forth. Finn's cheeks flushed as he felt the head of his servant's cock probing the back of his throat, and the piss trickled down his throat, past his tongue. He could do nothing but swallow, scrunching his eyes up as he attempted to lift himself back.

Etis held him there for a little longer, his grip firm and his muscles tight as Jaxon's bladder slowly emptied. The steady stream reverted into a gentle trickle and then finally into tiny droplets, leaving Jaxon huffing and panting from the strange sensation. When he was done, Etis finally let Finn go and the cub flung backwards, popping his mouth from Jaxon's still erect cock and rolling off the side of the bed, landing in a heap on Pderto's laying form.

"What in the ever-loving f--" Finn bellowed out, but his swearing was suddenly muffled by one of Pderto's large paws, presumably on the command of his master.

"Not so loud, dear prince," Etis giggled. "The whole castle might hear you."

Finn's expression twisted into one of humiliation, frustration and anger, his cheeks a deep shade of red and his eyes watery from the beginnings of tears, mostly due to the sensation of a cock forced down his throat. He attempted to wrestle Pderto's hand free but the Warg held him for now, waiting until he inevitably calmed down.

"Dear oh dear, Jaxon," Etis smirked, sliding himself up and clambering up onto the servant's body. "It seems you've upset your poor master with such a perverted act."

"I-It wasn't me!" Jaxon's eyes widened and his ears flattened against his head. "You, you did something, you--"

"Me? Heavens no," Etis grinned even wider. "I wouldn't dare. To use non-consenting magic on another person? That's quite the offensive thing you've accused me of."

"W...What?" Jaxon squeaked in response and visibly paled at the thought, the naked apprentice straddling his equally exposed form. "N-No, Sir Etis, I didn't mean to..."

"Jaxon...do servants get punished for such wicked words?" Etis asked, quirking his eyebrow as he leant back a little, sliding his ass backwards until his plump, pristine white cheeks grazed the man's still turgid cock. Finn glared at the pair of them, more or less familiar enough with Etis to know that this is another game he's playing.

"Y-Yes," Jaxon began. "Horrid lashings and...other things. I've not been privy to them myself, but--"

"Then your punishment, dear servant of the prince," Etis began, sliding his ass up and down with a sly smirk. "Will be not to cum, until I wish it. Is that clear?"

"To not...? Wait, what?" Jaxon muttered, his eyes wide with surprise. Etis giggled under his breath, pushing his body back down and dragging his balls and little knotted cock against Jaxon's stomach. He reached out, tracing a finger between Jaxon's nipples and down his chest.

"I want to see what I'm missing out on," Etis explained. "But I won't have you finishing so early. You must be punished, after all."

Jaxon parted his lips to speak, but he quickly quietened himself when Etis raised his behind up again, lifting himself until he hovered over Jaxon's twitching length, 7 inches in length. He reached down to hold it before lowering his hips, guiding himself until the tip of the cock probed his tight little entrance. With a grunt, the pre-teen fox pushed himself down and his behind swallowed up the head of the member, taking the servant's spit-coated cock inch by inch as he sunk himself down.

Finn glared at the pair of them, hearing their gentle groans falling upon his ears as anger and jealousy ripped through his body, causing his skin to tingle in a mixture of unbridled emotions and pubescent desire, spurred on by the sight of sex alone. The Warg who held him so easily shifted slightly, subtle moving to the side so that Finn could lay a little on the floor beside him. It wasn't until the Warg shifted once more that Finn was reminded of the connection that Etis and his familiar shared. A sudden heat pressed up against Finn's inner thigh and he cocked his outermost leg up to see the Warg's thick, pulsing cock pressed in between his legs, pushing up against his little balls and half-chub humanoid cock. A wicked smile spread across Finn's face. If Etis was going to have fun, then he might as well too-- and hopefully make Jaxon jealous whilst he's at it.

The prince shifted slightly, scooting up against the Warg's body, where the creature was laying on its side. Finn pressed his back up against the Warg's cock and admired how long and meaty the knotted memver was, long enough to still reach his cheeks. He cock his leg up and beg his knee down, thankfully dexterous enough for his paw to press against the heated warmth of the Warg's cock. It was too thick for him to do anything dexterous with it, but he curled his toes down against the veiny surface and dragged his available foot back and forth, much to the Warg's delight. The familiar thrust up against his paws, the tapering end of his canine length managing to slip up high enough for it to prod between his cheeks, threatening to push into him at any given moment, if the Warg's aim was true.

Atop the bed, Jaxon groaned, pushing his down against the pillows as he reached out to clasp firmly onto Etis' hips, his thumbs and fingers stroking over the delicate white fur and small thighs. The fox had settled himself all the way down, taking the entirety of the man's cock, and he slowly rolled his hips back and forth, feeling the member grind inside him. His innards squeezed tightly against the pulsing length and a smirk spread across the cub's face as he watched the servant's panting, lidded expression. A delicate whine coaxed itself from Jaxon's throat and the canine resisted the urge to thrust, not wanting to injure the boy above him.

"Does it feel good, big guy?" Etis teased, rocking his hips back and forth atop the man's member as his own little knotted cock dribbled tiny droplets of pre-cum onto the canine's stomach, leaving a thin, narrow trail of transparent fluid on his fur. Jaxon huffed out something of a grunt in response and his fingers dug into the flesh of Etis' hips, his hands briefly sliding up to explore the curvature of the fox's spine and boyish frame. His digits trembled, though not with desire of pleasure-- Etis could tell at a glance that the canine was nervous, but that's what made him cute.

On the floor beside them, Pderto had begun to thrust with a greater intensity, his monstrous hips pistoning back and forth as pre-cum spurted from the end of his massive cock, shooting between the prince's cheeks and splattering across Finn's inner thigh, making a mess between his legs. All the while, Finn's paw stroked back and forth, occasionally gliding all the way down towards the knot where his toes curled and pressed firmly against the pulsing, bulbous base. Pderto wrapped a large front paw around Finn's slightly chubby body and huffed him close as he bucked and thrust, tongue lolled from his large mouth, forming a small puddle of drool on the stone floor. His wild bucks occasionally bumped with Finn's balls, forcing his little cock to bounce frantically up and down, sending tiny droplets of pre-cum flying across the floor where they landed out of sight. Finn found himself panting, though he wasn't nearly as physically exhausted as the Warg behind him.

Jaxon squirmed on the bed, shuffling backwards until he was sitting in a fairly right position with the fox still nestled firmly atop his cock on his lap. He moved his right hand, sliding it from Etis' hip and towards his stomach, tracing his fingers across the soft fur as Etis watched him with amusement, still rocking his hips, occasionally lifting them up and down. Jaxon's fingers eventually slipped down and he curled his digits around the small twitching length, giving it a few leisurely strokes. Etis groaned softly under his breath and Pderto let out a snort of approval, their pleasure connected by an invisible magical tether. As Etis' own pleasure heightened, Pderto began to thrust faster and faster, until the tapering end of his cock was slipping perhaps a little too deeply between Finn's cheeks as his grip strengthened. 

Finn could feel how close the Warg was getting, but without Etis' magic to help him, he didn't trust himself to take the massive member on his own. Instead, he opted to stroke faster with his paw, dragging his toes and heel back and forth as he felt the tip of the member, smearing between his cheeks, slickening up his entrance and the flesh between with a thick layer of gooey pre-cum that oozed down beneath Finn's body. The Warg's front paw moved and hugged tighter to Finn's form, and the large paw moved down far enough for the warm, soft pads to push right down against Finn's crotch. The prince tensed under the pressure and couldn't resist pushing his hips forwards, grinding his length against the warmth and shuddering from the delightful sensations.

Jaxon's heels scuffed against the bed, his body overcome with what he could only perceive to be an insurmountable bliss. Etis was wonderfully tight and his rhytmic motions were pushing all of the servant's buttons. The way he delicately groaned was like music to the man's ears and the vivid twitching between his fingers was indicative of how much the apprentice magician was enjoying himself too. The culmination of all those sensations encouraged Jaxon to push his hips up, just a little here and there, as his pleasure heightened and his orgasm loomed. Etis seemed to notice and began to rock his hips just a little bit faster, his own expression growing more and more flushed by the second as Jaxon's little tugs and strokes on his cock were drawing him closer too.

Out of all of them, Finn was the only one not nearing any sort of release, which suited him just fine for now-- he was more than happy to concentrate on Pderto's thrusting member, who he was sure was going to cum any second now given his wild panting. The puppy prince pushed his hips a little further forwards again and a groan escaped his lips when his cock dragged across the pad. One quick tug back caused the head of his foreskinned cock to wedge neatly between two of the Warg's digits, and a slow, rolling thrust forwards coaxing his cock between them, barely poking out the other side. Finn reached out to grasp onto the Warg's foreleg and he huffed through his nose, gently sliding his hips back and forth in time with his paw's vigorous stroking.

Jaxon began to groan with a greater intensity, making it clear he was right on the edge of his climax. Etis slowed his hips, deliberately teasing the servant who was too nervous about taking the reigns to thrust or change position, forced to be coaxed closer and closer to hie release as his hands shuddered and trembled on the fox's body. His fingers still tugged back and forth against Etis' member and the fox leant back, closing his eyes and breathing harshly through his nose from the touch. After a few moments, Jaxon could take no more-- even though Etis was moving ever so slowly, he did eventually orgasm. His member pulsed and throbbed vividly inside the fox's body and he painted his insides in a thin layer of thick, gooey seed. Jaxon's body tensed with each vibrant spurt, but he didn't forget to pay attention to Etis as well, his hand still stroking back and forth.

Finn was sure that Pderto was close: the way his thrusts had grown irregular and his snorting more pronounced was a sure sign of that, not to mention how stick it had become between Finn's cheeks and inner thighs. The pre-cum had even managed to get on Finn's paw somehow, though that in itself was a mystery. Still, it helped speed up his movements until the Warg began to slow somewhat, panting happily from its mouth. Atop the bed, Etis let out a sudden gasp and a long, sensual moan escaped his lips. Almost at the same time, Pderto huffed and pushed his hips up, and Finn felt a sudden heat spreading between his cheeks and up his spine. He looked down to see an off-white fluid oozing around his inner thigh and pooling around his leg, and it became clear what had happened. He shuddered from the sensation of that gooey, wet warmth between his ass cheeks as he pushed his hips against Pderto's paw again, still thrusting between his digits.

Etis closed his eyes and grinned widely as a little spurt shot from the end of his knotted length, splattering across Jaxon's stomach and arching as far up as his lower chest, each twitch and throb slightly less powerful than the last. He groaned and huffed with each spurt and his insides clenched and spasmed against Jaxon's cock, forcing the servant to tense and let out a shaky breath in response. The canine man eventually withdrew his hand, strings of cum hanging from the end of the cock to his thumb and index finger, and Etis opened his eyes to admire the mess he'd made on the man's stomach.

"What did you think?" Etis asked with a smirk, and Jaxon felt the heat rise to his cheeks as his sultry expression and husky voice.

"Um..." He cleared his throat. "Quite the mess, Sir Etis."

"All thanks to you, servant boy," Etis teased, glancing off the edge of the bed to see Finn rather messy on the floor beside them. Even Jaxon looked, and his eyes widened at the sight.

"Are you not done yet, prince?" Etis' muzzle stretched into a wicked grin. "You're normally quite quick."

"S-Shut it, you." Finn grumbled, his little cock poking out from between the Warg's forepaw, a drop of pre-cum oozing from the end. He shifted and pulled back, attempting to wriggle himself out of the Warg's grip. Pderto moved appropriately to let him go and Finn clambered to his feet, feeling the gooey cum trickling down his legs.

"I see my familiar's made quite the mess," Etis remarked with a click of his tongue. "Pderto dear, would you please clean up the mess you've made?"

At his command, the Warg clambered to his feet, though he looked marginally tired due to having just orgasmed. He dipped his head on command and Finn tensed up as he felt a long, warm tongue slurp up between his legs, the wide appendage catching his balls with its tip on the way up. Pderto's tongue was attentive and strangely eager as he roamed across Finn's backside and along his inner thighs, scooping up the seed and gulping it down with each lick and lap. 

Finn was more aware of how intrusive his licking was, however-- at any chance the Warg sought, his tongue delved up to lap at the prince's small package and his nose and muzzle buried itself between Finn's cheeks whenever the prince let his guard down. After a minute or so, Finn was less covered in cum and more covered in monster spittle, which he didn't mind so much; at least it didn't drip so readily.

"Thank you, Pderto." Finn mumbled. It seemed only fair to be polite, and he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, blowing out a long, slightly tired sigh. The Warg moved to sit in front of him and Etis giggled, glancing in their direction.

"He likes you," Etis pointed out. "Or rather, he wants you."

"Is he talking to you?" Finn glanced to the fox out the corner of his eye, before looking back at the creature, who dipped his head forwards to sniff his large nostrils against the prince's naked chest.

"He says he's quite grateful for your help earlier, and he wants to repay the favour, if you'll allow him." Etis explained, and Finn shifted nervously.

"So long as it isn't like last time, you know...?" Finn muttered, and the Warg flicked his gaze up to Finn's face, watching him with his piercing topaz eyes, before he lowered his head. Finn tensed briefly as the Warg's wet nostril traced over his stomach and pelvis before reaching his crotch. The prince parted his lips to speak, but a delicate moan soon replaced his words when the Warg lolled his tongue and began to lap greedily against his crotch.

It wasn't the roughness of his tongue or the wetness of his spittle that was the most delightful, but the heat. Each lap brought upon a wave of warmth hotter than an open fire or a warm blanket, accentuated by the wetness that rolled over his still erect member. The light flicking added to it if only slightly, forcing Finn's cock to stiffen in an effort to counteract the downward swing of his length whenever the Warg flicked it upwards. The combined effect of all of these sensations stirred Finn's senses and arousal in a way he had never thought before, causing him to huff and tremble rather quickly.

Before he even realised it, he drew very close to his release, and the teasing that Etis made earlier seemed all the more profound, though Finn didn't want to admit it. The prince couldn't resist reaching out, groaning under his breath as he held onto Pderto's snout, his little cock bouncing back and forth. His breathing grew heavier and heavier as Jaxon and Etis watched. 

Finn inevitably felt himself reach the point of no return and he trembled, coaxing the Warg to hold his head still as the prince slid his little cock against Pderto's lolling tongue. He let out a restrained moan, embarrassed to be 'watched' by an audience of two others, and his cock twitched as he climaxed. Little dribbles of seed oozed onto the Warg's tongue and Pderto immediately flicked his tongue back to swallow, quickly reapplying his appendage soon thereafter. He rather eagerly lapped at Finn's twitching member like a dog until the canine's cock oozed no more. Finn sighed tiredly and leant back, propping himself up with a hand. He could feel the sweat and heat on his body.

"I hope this means you'll keep out little meetings a secret, dear Jaxon," Etis suddenly said, causing the servant man to flop his ears down. "Unless you want to be punished again."

"I-I don't think this was quite punishment, Sir Etis..."

"Oh? I guess we'll have to really discipline you then." Finn chimed in, and Jaxon let out a quite whine.

"P-Please, sire, I won't tell a soul!" He insisted, and the 10 year old giggled in amusement. Jaxon was always so easy to tease.

"Do you have a sponge or something, Etis? It's quite messy on the floor down here."

"Um, no. We'll clean it up later."

"I hope you don't mean that Pderto's going to lick it up."

"Gods no! I'll just use some magic, that's all."

"C...Could you maybe get off me, Sir Etis? My hips are rather sore..."

"I don't know. I rather fancy another round...unless our crown prince wants to interject?"

"No, no, you two go ahead. I'm actually rather tired, in all fairness."

"S-Sire, please! Don't tell me he's going to do this all night?"

"Magicians don't sleep, Jaxon. I hope you drank lots of water before following us."