"Again! Another 50 repetitions-- if your legs start to go weak, push through the pain!"

In the wetlands of the expansive 20-kilometre stretch known as the Great Lake, south of the Great Forest of Tob, a powerful warrior from the Great Tomb of Nazarick attempted to aptly train the most talented of the Lizardman warriors in the heart of their village. After a recent excursion on the Toadmen in the northern regions of the Great Lake, the Guardian of Nazarick's Floor 5, and an insect warrior around 8 feet tall, saw fit to train the regime of the best Lizardmen in the tribe.

Before him were the 5 best, and a collection of around 40 or 50, and with a swing of the insect's halberd, he commanded them to continue, observing each one carefully. Their posture was good, but it was their willpower that he was more interested in; though, of course, it's only the main 5 he's interested in, at least to some degree. Once 5 different tribes, it was through their negotiation and efforts that caused them to unite against what was initially their enemy: the insect guardian, Cocytus, as well as Cocytus' master, Lord Ainz Ooal Gown, had plans to completely subjugate them and eliminate the whole tribe. Such a thing was done, as was his master's will, but it was through Cocytus's urging, and with the assistance of Demiurge, another floor guardian, that the strongest of the Lizardmen were revived, and were employed under his master's service. It was only after the fact that Cocytus learnt it was all part of his master's plan, and such a revelation left him awe-struck and reminded him of how cunning and effortless of a leader he truly was.

These Lizardmen, however, were also impressive in their own right. Cocytus had requested the tribe leaders be resurrected, and all of them proved to have incredible prowess and battle smarts. In order to still a hopefully perfect relationship of loyalty and trust, Cocytus himself was personally tasked with leading them as his own troops, and so he took it upon himself to directly influence them with his own presence. As such, that's why his tall form stood in front of them at that moment.

"Put your backs into it, warriors," Cocytus demanded of them, slamming the base of his halberd against the ground. "Once you're done, we'll split up into pairs and spar. You will beat one another until the warrior's spirit awakens within you; only then can you truly surpass your limits."

Once upon a time, Cocytus would have been met with a collective groan, not just from the lesser-known Lizardman but the leaders too, though they would have begrudgingly gone along with his encouragement. Nowadays, however, after roughly a couple of months of the same routine, they were easily whipped up into a frenzy. That was only because they had begun to see the fruits of Cocytus's efforts, and had grown stronger in such a short time period. None of them could deny that his training and leadership had moved them to better horizons. The insect was proud of all of them, in a way-- it was their courage and their spirit that had given him the confidence to plead for their resurrection.

There was one, however, that piqued Cocytus' interest the most. It wasn't the large and overpowering Zenberu Gugu, nor Zaryusu Shasha, who bears knowledge of the outside world, but it was the mottled brown-coloured Lizardman, with a red mohawk, an unnerving red-eyed gaze, and covered in white bone armour, Kyuku Zuzu. His eyes and hair aren't actually part of him but the armour itself, and the kind of bug-eyed-ness to his stare, and his simple speech, caught Cocytus' eye during his fight with the Lizardman tribe, where he had easily sliced the Lizardman in two. Despite his simple nature, he had been courageous and steadfast and, according to the other tribe leaders, bore one of the four treasures of the tribe, the armour itself. Not much appeared to be known about it from what they explained, but it supposedly had the effect of lowering one's intelligence to an excessive degree. In fact, it had been said that previous leaders of that tribe had more or less bore a catatonic leader, who couldn't so much as look after himself due to the armour's curse. The fact the Lizardman could move around and converse seemed to impress all the other leaders-- they surmised, as did Cocytus, that he must have initially been exceedingly intelligent.

There was a brief moment's reprieve as the Lizardman collapsed after what was their 20th repetition of 50 squats in a row, but all of them knew that such efforts, along with their sparring matches, helped to refine their already above-average muscles. Cocytus allowed them the moment's reprieve before he inevitably commanded them into groups to spar, but the insect had other plans for Kyuku-- an experiment, of sorts. As they didn't fully understand the limits of that bone armour, nor did they know what it could withstand, it made sense to take the time to figure it out. He should have done it before, but mastering and training the fundamentals had taken precedence-- unlike he, who had been blessed with the role of a floor guardian and already had natural talent, knowledge and physique, the Lizardman needed to be hammered and bent into shape like the weapons they would inevitably become; Kyuku was no exception, even if the armour assisted his resilience.

"Come, Kukyu Zuzu," Cocytus singled him out immediately and caused the Lizardman to raise his head, alarmed. "We shall spar elsewhere. For what I have planned, we need more open space."

Most of the Lizardman village was situated on the minute scraps of dry lands surrounding wetlands, but luckily for Cocytus, there was a dense forest nearby that was perfect for what he needed-- he sought to explore the limits of Kukyu's treasure and, by extension, the range of his intelligence as well. He trudged onwards, taking the lead, and surmised quickly that the Lizardman would follow him; so confident was he in that regard that he didn't even look back as they made the short walk-- 5 or 10 minutes at most-- to the edge of the forest, and without hesitation the insect stepped inside, making his way deeper.

For someone with a large frame like his, which was almost as wide as it was tall, navigating through the narrow and dense foliage was a challenge. The same could have also been said for Kukyu, too; Cocytus had a little over a foot's difference in height from the Lizardman, but Kyuku's frame was rigid and limited by the armor around his frame, making what could have been limber movements more rugged...or perhaps that was also in part to his lowered intelligence, too. There was much for Cocytus to think about as they walked until, after a handful of minutes, the two of them found themselves in a large clearing that the floor guardian had prepared in advance. There were signs of the dirt being upheaved in places where Cocytus had quite physically yanked the trees out of the ground, and there were parts where the ground had been smoothed over, leaving nothing behind but random splotches of dirt...it was crude, but it was enough. The circle of clearing spanned more than enough distance for the two of them, and as Cocytus walked to the centre, he turned to the Lizardman, watching as Kyuku awkwardly stood around the edge.

"Here, we will fight like true warriors," Cocytus announced, and with a wave of his hand, he threw his halberd to the side, where it clattered in the dirt near the edge of the clearing. "No weapons. No tricks. Hand-to-hand combat. We will test your limits, Kukyu Zuzu. Understood?"

"Ah, well...okay." The simple nature of his response was about what Cocytus was expecting-- even despite his blank-like stare, thanks to those well-placed goggles that cover the Lizardman's eyes, he can tell from his slightly bowing posture that he's intrigued, and wants to see how far he can go. The insect guardian is fairly sure he can see the Lizardman's hands quake, and that made Cocytus's mandibles click with fervent excitement. Cocytus has always been a warrior, and so such things are bound to rile him up; after all, what creature doesn't love the thrill of combat?

Compared to Kyuku, he was far larger and stronger; he bore four limbs instead of the usual two arms, and had a bright cyan chitin plating that framed the darker-shaded more fleshy parts of his body, though they were few and far between. His element of choice was ice, and that was shown through his mantle, where two icy crystals stuck out from his back, and through the jagged icy shards on his forearms and along the length of his long cylindrical tail, ending in a pointy cluster of crystals. The hard chitin on his body, fashioned line armor around his crotch, shoulders and shins, was bound to not even have a scratch in their bout, for he knew the skill gap between him and the Lizardman was so great that he could cleave his halberd straight through his armor, as he had in the past. With careful consideration for Kyuku's own slowly lowering form, Cocytus spread his feet apart, the sharp pointy ends of his toes digging into the dirt as he stomped, distributing his weight, whilst raising his four arms and curling each three-fingered hand into fists.

He was going to tell Kyuku that he'd get the chance to approach first, but in the end he didn't need to. The Lizardman lunged at him, at first striding forward on two legs before quickly shifting to all fours so that he could leap and strike. To Cocytus, the attack was nothing; the Lizardman clung to him and added some extra weight, but the insect was remarkably strong, and found it easy with the use of his four hands to pull him off, tossing him to the ground. The reptile was sent tumbling but came to his feet quickly, just in time to respond to Cocytus' rapidly approaching punch. He used one of his upper limbs, the ones that came from around the tops of his shoulders, and delivered a quick swinging haymaker and crashed right into Kyuku's side, but the Lizardman's training had been paying off; Cocytus was pulling his punch, of course, but the combined resilience of the armour and Kyuku's improved body actually helped to keep him on this feet, though the force did push him across the dirt on his feet by at least a metre or so.

"Good!" Cocytus praised him in the moment, but didn't give him much reprieve: he swung forward with his opposite arm and aimed for Kyuku's gut, and to his surprise, the simple-minded lizard instinctively brought his arms forward, putting them in an X-shape in front of him to avoid to blow. Cocytus' large fist slammed right into the Lizardman's forearms and he was pushed back again, but still stood his ground. If he could withstand this much, Cocytus thought, then he'd need to up his game.

He delivered blow after blow, wanting to see just how far he could push the reptile's endurance before he couldn't take it any more. The floor guardian kept his attacks simple, aiming for what most could consider the 'main points' of the body-- the upper arms, head and stomach area, and he watched with amusement as Kyuku managed to block each one. It took a lot of restraint for Cocytus to temper his punches as he grew more excited, his mandibles clicking with the heat of battle, and all it took was one slight shift in his concentration to punch just a little too hard. He heard the hiss of complaint, the crack of bone, but he could see with his attentive eyes that the bone he cracked wasn't the reptile's own, but the armor of his right shoulder, which succumbed to the blow and took the hit in place of Kyuku's body. Cocytus relented his assault for a moment to observe, but the bone did not come back together. It must take careful repairs to actively 'fix'...not unlike some armour he's seen in the past, that can repair itself of its own accord.

"So, it can break," The insect remarked. "But only to an extent...it hurt, yes?"

"Yes. Hurt." Kyuku's tone was dripping with annoyance and anger, and that excited Cocytus on a deeply carnal level.

"Good! Come at me, Lizard!" Cocytus approved, and swung out with his fist again, deliberately making it slow-- after all, it wouldn't be much of a spar if he made it too hard, would it? As he planned, the reptile ducked under his haymaker swing, the mohawk attached to his helmet, like a plumage of war, brushing along the chitinous underarm before Kyuku barrelled forwards, attempting to use the bulk of his weight, combined with the armour, to knock Cocytus off his feet. In most scenarios, it wouldn't have worked, but the insect was feeling generous; he relaxed his body and allowed himself to be tackled, and with a blur of his vision he ended up on his back.

He could hear the Lizardman's panting, feel his quickened heartbeat. It was hard for Cocytus not to notice the clear proximity, and in most situations he wouldn't have cared, but despite all the hard work to train his body in the same way he was doing to these reptiles, there were some things he couldn't stop his body from doing, one of them most notably being the deep-seated arousal that came from a combination of the adrenaline and excitement he got from rough combat, and the obvious involuntarily rubbing of the reptile's body against his own. He watched with careful observation as Kyuku pushed himself up to make some distance between them, and at that moment Cocytus saw an easy opportunity. The reptile had his guard down, and whether that was because he thought he won or not, it was a mistake on his part. The insect snapped two limbs up to the lizard's body, and with relative ease, he spun them around, until it was Kyuku who ended up on the bottom, pinned to the floor by powerful hands.

"You lose, Kyuku Zuzu." Cocytus' mandibles clicked with a mixture of amusement and excitement, and beneath him the reptile squirmed, straining in an attempt to pull his arms out and away from underneath the insect's pinning hands.

"...I lost." The Lizardman replied simply and dejectedly, his teeth gritted, his expression hard to read. Despite his admittance, however, Cocytus didn't pull his hands away. He wasn't sure what compelled him-- it wasn't a warrior's spirit, that's for sure. When was the last time he'd felt like this? He couldn't even recall. Yet, instinctively, he knew what he wanted. His grip strengthened, albeit slightly, on Kyuku's pinned arms as his mandibles clicked again, this time slowly and with a deeper purpose. His body language gave nothing away, but Kyuku seemed to sense the change, for his squirming stopped, out of hesitance.

"When you win a fight...what do you do?" Cocytus asked him after a few moments, and Kyuku tilted his head, trying to think of the response...such things took time, though, considering his affliction.

"Loot? Take village?" Kyuku responded, his inflection indicating he seemed unsure of the response. "What theirs is ours now."

"Yes...the spoils of war. The prize for the winner," The insect agreed, his tone dripping with intention. "So what is my prize, Kyuku Zuzu?"

The reptile seemed to think about it for a moment, before his body turned rigid, and realisation crossed his face. Cocytus's grip tightened as the Lizardman stiffened, but there was no stopping what Cocytus wanted to do-- in the warrior's eyes, this was the 'right' thing...but deep down, he wanted to blow off steam, and sate the sensations that had been stirred within him from their admittedly short bout. His arms shuffled up the reptile's body, moving from his forearms towards the upper part of his limbs and, finally, his shoulders, where he held him down firmer. The act of moving up his body caused his own weight to shift, and he forced his knees in between Kyuku's legs, which in turn made the reptile spread to accommodate him-- even if he hadn't, Cocytus would have used his other hands to make it happen. It was obvious what was going to occur between the two of them, so much so that Kyuku began to quiver with what Cocytus guessed to be nervous fear. The reptile hissed, not able to properly verbalise his thoughts, and his legs squirmed, trying to push the insect's body back.

Having four limbs, at least at that moment, certainly gave the floor guardian an advantage; with his other hands, he roamed, fingers curling around the bony collar of the Lizardman's armour to hold him down whilst the other drifted over, down the length of bone that ran from his chest area, grooved and protruding, towards his crotch area. The armour was designed for the chest area to be mostly part of one large plate, with some of the armour wrapping around his hips and the front-facing central plate narrowing into something similar to the shape of a sword at the top, which passed Kyuku's crotch. Cocytus followed the length of it with his thick, lengthy digits, until his fingers enclosed around that sword-like end, gripping tightly. With his other hands pinning Kyuku down, he tugged on that piece of plate, causing the Lizardman's lower body to lift inadvertently. The insect grunted with dissatisfaction as the reptile hissed again, kicking out his limbs and lifting his arms to grab at the thick-plated chitin of Cocytus' arms, and the larger male moved his hand from Kyuku's chest to his stomach, pivoting his grip around that armour better. He tugged again, and pushed down with his other hands, straining slightly from the exertion of it. There was a crack, but not from Kyuku's body, and with another final tug that armour came away, albeit only the portion around the reptile's crotch and up towards his abdomen.

Cocytus threw the piece to the side, where it tumbled in the grass, and his mandibles clicked carefully and slowly as his eyes fell upon the scaled plating of the reptile's crotch area. It was as maroon as the rest of Kyuku's body, his thighs slender and his stomach tucked in nervously at being exposed. The scales were tiny and knitted together in an irregular pattern that couldn't even be seen from a distance, but the composition of it changed around the crotch area, giving way to a slender, thin slit, shorter than the length of one of his digits, with a more taut hole hidden beneath, in the creases between the base of Kyuku's bent tail. Cocytus has seen many sights on the battlefield, some more criminal exposed than this, and yet...in that moment, it was an incredibly erotic sight that made the insect's mandibles click with even more excitement, to the point where he could feel his own loins beginning to stir.

"Stop..." Kyuku strangled the word out from between his parted lips, but it more or less fell on deaf ears. Instead, Cocytus lifted his body up, dragging himself further along the Lizardman's body as he relinquished his grip on his shoulders, replacing the weight of them pushing down on him with his own body, roughly around his chest area. He wordlessly settled there, this cylindrical multi-sectioned tail resting along the length of Kyuku's body all the way down his own tail, and the insect's knees bowed and allowed himself to rest down properly, his enormous weight on the verge of crushing the reptile beneath him. Kyuku sensed his hands were free and he placed them on the insect's thighs, where his chitin had been shaped to form something akin to a Kusazuri, a type of armoured fauld on Japanese samurai armour, and the reptile pushed with the hopes he might be able to slide out from under Cocytus' body...but the insect knew what he was doing. He put a hand around the back of the reptile's head, grabbing around the mohawk plumage, and with a grunt he pulled his head up, forcing his neck to crane and some face to face with the insect's arousal.

Down the vertical seam of that front chitin plate, making up part of Cocytus' Kusazuri, something had begun to poke out from the bottommost section, parting the plate to reveal flesh beneath. He was sure Kyuku was staring right at it-- it was narrow at first, but the situation was causing it to grow, gaining length and shape as it glistened under the filtered sunlight from above, covered in a sticky natural lubricant. It had a wedged tip, with an outer glans, and an exotic length that bore some minor bumps that swelled and became more pronounced the harder Cocytus became, but the girth of it was uniform apart from that tip, and it twitched with need and fervency, even at what Kyuku could assume to be some kind of half-mast. Cocytus was sure Kyuku was familiar with mating between the same sex, though perhaps he had never experienced it for himself-- well, he was about to.

"Open up, my spoils." Cocytus leaned into the idea of their 'roleplay', keeping one hand to the back of the reptile's head as another reached for his jaw, trying to coax it open. It didn't take much effort, with just a few of his fingers on either side pushing with their sharp ends on the main muscle of his jaw in the gaps in his armour, and Kyuku very clearly resisted him, but inevitably resigned to opening up, just in time for the near-full-mast length of Cocytus' insect cock to reach his maw. It had grown long enough to be a threatening sight, at least a good 8 inches and still growing, and it easily swung to the side of the Lizardman's maws before Cocytus reigned it in and directed it appropriately, pushing the tip of it against armour at the end of the reptile's snout before he slid past it, towards his tongue.

Cocytus had only tasted his natural lubricant a couple of times, so he knew at most that it was quite tasteless, perhaps a little salty, and typically only used for actual penetration, to make things easier and more seamless...part of him had to wonder if it was actually helpful in the situation he was in, but most thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind as pleasure washed over his senses, causing his mandibles to rapidly click, a throaty groan escaping him. He pushed his hips forward without thinking about the consequences, and only snapped back to reality when he heard the gagging sounds of Kyuku below him. Cocytus tugged back, his cock now at its full hard length, 11 inches or so, and shuddered from the warmth of heat around his twitching cock as he heard quiet, weak gasps from the Lizardman's throat.

It was instinct that encouraged him to thrust in again, to bury himself deep, but this time he was cognizant of how far he could go...and ignored it, when that cock plunged down into Kyuku's throat, bulged out the tunnel, and pressed down even deeper. The Lizardman's hands curled against the chitin of his thighs and tried to claw at it, which instinctively brought Cocytus' remaining two arms down to grab his wrists and hold them away from scraping at him, as one hand guided his length and the other tugged the reptile onto his meat, until his carapace kissed with the bone armour covering Kyuku's snout. The reptile writhed, and the insect felt those legs kicking around under him as he sighed in bliss, humping his hips a few times, before he relinquished his grip and slid back enough to the wedged end of his cock to pop free from the Lizardman's throat and trail along his tongue. From beneath the strange goggle-like eye coverings on the reptile's armour, Cocytus spotted the trickle of moisture, and surmised that having to take a cock so deep likely make the other male's eyes water.

Cocytus eased into a rhythm, slow and sensual, as he used and abused the reptile's throat, plunging deep enough for the head of his member and by extension a good few inches of his cock to bury in each time before he slid back, satisfied with the pleasure of it all, and rested his length along the fleshy tongue before plunging in again. Each thrust was carefully measured, and in his head he instinctively timed how long to keep himself in there, listening to the sharp inhales of breath, holding around Kyuku's chin as he coughed, and then silencing any potential complaints with his member again. The insect was relentless, but measured, guided by a thin line of clarity as the rest of his willpower succumbed to pleasure. If he were attacked by another in the moment, if another enemy were to claw at his back and aim for his throat, he might not even notice. Would they even pose a challenge? Such ruminations mattered little, for all he could think about was how good it felt, how much the reptile struggled-- that was part of the fun-- and how careful he should be to not 'break' his 'prize'.

A familiar feeling swelled in the insect's gut, one he'd felt a handful of times before, and it urged him to stop. He tugged back, watching with a mixture of satisfaction and desire as his cock slipped, inch by inch, from the reptile's maw, inevitably passing the edges of his jaw and swinging to the side past his teeth, where the combination of spit and pre-cum smeared messily along the side of Kyuku's face, all over his armour. He heard the Lizardman whimper and he tugged his wrists against the insect's restraining grip, but Cocytus had no plans to let him go, not when another thought had dawned upon him. He started to shuffle his large body back, dragging his member along and down that bone armour, where it didn't even snag or get caught thanks to how slick it was, until the length of it dragged slowly and deliberately down the reptile's crotch area, rubbing right along that slender slit. The large insect had to adjust himself for a moment, swinging his legs back over Kyuku's own so that he could use his lower arms to spread and manhandle him, and inevitably his four hands found purchase one way or another-- two of them kept those struggling legs spread wide, whilst another pinned the Lizardman down easily by the throat, and another grabbed onto his hip, making sure he couldn't slide in the dirt, at least not for the moment. Kyuku's hands naturally came to the thick plating of Cocytus' forearm and he squeezed, claws raking weakly against the chitin, barely even leaving a mark-- in Kyuku's wildest dreams, he'd never be strong enough to force Cocytus off, not when the insect was using a good majority of his strength, no longer pulling his punches.

"It must be a snug fit in here," Cocytus remarked in a strangely husky tone, his mandibles clacking as his gaze hungrily raked along the length of his member, memorising the feeling of that slit beneath. "I'll go slow...I can't break you just yet."

"Please, don't," Kyuku muttered strangled words, gasping quietly around those digits clenched around his throat. "Kyuku behave, be stronger..."

"You're behaving nicely already." Cocytus lied, but the thought amused him. He moved his hand from the reptile's hips towards the base of his cock and he used it to better angle himself as he rolled his hips back, deliberately lifting and swinging his cock down to smack it lewdly against the taut scaled flesh of that entrance, and he rocked his hips to rub up and down, sort of relishing the way he felt the reptile stiffen and tense up. With one drag of his hips, he brought the wedged tip of his length to that snug entrance, and with a push he saw the flesh bend and curve inwards, already accepting him. As soon as that slit started to part, Kyuku began to writhe, making hissing noises as Cocytus gripped tight around his throat and legs.

All it took was one forceful thrust for the head of his cock to pop snugly into that taut orifice, its entry signalled by a feeling of intense pressure intermingled with the sickening squelch of his fluid-soaked member burying inside, spreading that pre-cum, lubricant and spit into every groove and crease of Kyuku's innards. A deep sigh of satisfaction, mixed with something deeper, came from Cocytus as he pressed further, seeking to get that wonderful pressure around more than just an inch or two, but he soon met resistance in the Lizardman's body, causing him to tug back, just for a moment, to get a better angle. He kept his hand firm on the base of his own cock as he pushed down again, and that time he felt the muscles weaken under his assault as Kyuku's thrashing slowed ever so slightly, perhaps because he was too stunned to put up much of a fight. A thrill of exhilaration ran up the insect's carapace as he plunged further and further, until he was almost halfway in that slender scaled body, his cock buried so deep that it might threaten to protrude Kyuku's slender belly from beneath the armour-- a rush of adrenaline and desire rushed through the floor guardian at the thought of him thrusting so hard that he might crack the armour from the inside, and it was that horny thought that spurred him to push deeper, driven by lust, by sexual frustration...he'd spent so long being a loyal warrior, his will unshaken, that he'd forgotten how good it felt to fuck.

He wanted more, but inevitably there was nothing to give. He looked down to observe his entry as his senses picked up other things around him, his attention wavering on that single point he'd been so tirelessly focusing on. His eyes drifted, looking down at the Lizard's body, dissatisfied at not being able to see the protrusion of his own cock thanks to the armour, but he delighted in the spasming flesh around every inch of his member, and the way Kyuku shuddered and gripped around him. Just the rolling of Cocytus' hips was enough to elicit a squelching noise of his own lewd penetration, fluids smearing around his length as he tugged and pushed half an inch back and forth. Somewhere in the middle of it, he was sure he could feel a mass, some kind of pressure pressing down against his turgid length, trying to force him out, and with each little rub and plunge, it seemed to grow in strength, trying more and more to push him back until the Lizardman's muscles inevitably relaxed enough to allow it to slowly push the flesh aside, no doubt filling up the space to accommodate itself and Cocytus. The floor guardian understood what it was immediately, since he shared the same, and there was another thrilling quiver that ran up his body at the thought.

The insect brought his roaming hand back to Kyuku's hips and, after a moment of contemplation, he brought his hips back, grunting with the exertion of having to pull a little firmer than usual as the tightness of that slit tried to keep him in, somehow. He could feel just how much the reptile beneath him was dismayed at the pressure, so stunned by the intrusive sex that he had stopped putting up a fight entirely, perhaps because he realised it was an impossible feat to even fight back, when his claws couldn't even make a dent. Pleasurable bumps on the sides of Cocytus' member stimulated the slit as he withdrew in ways that made it spasm and squeeze tighter, but the insect managed to tug until he was halfway out of that hole, pulsing greedily with need. He hovered there for only a breath, affirming his grip around the scaled waist, before he plunged down again. The squelching noises were like music to the insect's earholes and he drowned them out with his own long, sensual groan of satisfaction as he pressed to the base again, almost entirely certain that fluids were dribbling from the reptile's slit.

After a few more tender tugs and thrusts, Cocytus began in on a rhythm again, this time his thrusting more laboured, more intense, as he sought to drive his cock deep and all the way to the hilt with every push of his hips. His hands grasped and squeezed, fingers pressing firmly to flesh, chitin scraping scales as he huffed with the exertion of the rough sex, keeping Kyuku pinned and spread as he fucked him, despite the reptile's lack of resistance. It was a delight hearing Kyuku's quiet pants, his body naturally reacting to being penetrated by squeezing and milking with every other thrust, whilst at the same time his body became rigid, his muscles clenching at that cock ploughed deep. The noises of their act were sloppy as more and more pre-cum flooded such a tight crevice, the sheer thickness of Cocytus' intrusion pushing the fluids out and around, causing it to either slide deeper into the reptile's body or squelch outwards, oozing down Kyuku's crotch and trickling in slow dribbles around the base of his tail, inevitably meeting the floor. The hands grabbing firmly onto Cocytus' forearms started to wane the more that the insect fucked him, but they tightened their grip every so often, as if Kyuku was losing concentration. Was he actually getting into it, or was it just a figment of Cocytus' imagination?

The answer to that question was inevitably confirmed with the insect's deep, sensual pounding met some other kind of resistance; a mass, prodding and poking against his pelvic carapace whenever he kissed crotch to crotch. The floor guardian slowed for a moment to look down, eyes searching for the culprit, and a dizzy shiver snaked up him when he came face to face with the beginnings of Kyuku's member, slender and pinkish, cone-shaped and, in that moment, quite short. He could see the bead of pre-cum on the end of it, and in the shade of his towering body, he could see the glistening sheen of fluids around that smaller length whenever it managed to catch the light in the right way. For a moment Cocytus plunged back, and sure enough, when he withdrew the member grew in length, taking up the space that the insect was inadvertently allowing it whenever he withdrew. When he pushed again, it shrank away, but defiantly throbbed and tried to push back out...which, in turn, seemed to cause the Lizardman to quiver, just enough to be noticeable.

"Stop looking." Kyuku choked out, and the insect turned his head up slowly to the Lizardman's face, watching the way the reptile swung his head to the side, his expression hard to read beneath the armour, but his body language showed his discomfort.

"Does it wound your pride, to be aroused when violated?" Cocytus asked it as a question, but both of them knew he was teasing him. He thrust forwards, hard, and groaned his approval as Kyuku arched his back in response, taken off guard. The insect began to pound into him again, matching his previous rhythm, but this time he didn't care for the mass prodding his pelvis-- if anything, it would be even more arousing for him if he somehow got Kyuku to cum from the stimulation.

However, Cocytus reluctantly knew that his own pent-up frustrations from his infrequent mating were catching up with him, for as he regained momentum and picked up speed, he could feel the tension in his loins growing, his orgasm rapidly approaching. That, of course, caused him to manifest his intentions by way of his quickening hips, his harder, deeper thrusts and the tightening of his hands, accentuated by his groans taking a turn into half-sighs, half-moans as the pleasure became too much for him to be quiet again. No one was going to hear them from their place in the woods anyway, not that being loud was ever a problem for him, but it certainly would have hurt his reputation to be caught forcing a Lizardman to mate with him. It was a good thing it was just the two of them.

He gave Kyuku no sort of warning as he passed over the point of no return; in fact, the only indication of his imminent climax was his heaving breaths as his irregular thrusts, as he tried eagerly to keep up the rhythm whilst his body tremored from the stimulation and the intense pleasure, and his muscles passed the point of begging for rest and leaned into pure euphoria. That tension within him grew, and he strained to hold onto it, clenching his muscles tight as he pumped, milking out every last drop of what he considered to be the most pleasurable moment...until, eventually, something within him loosened.

Heat flooded through the Lizardman's body as the insect strained, then relaxed entirely, his muscles loosening up and his body sagging forward as his member throbbed powerfully deep within the intimate parts of the reptile's innards, pushing against the flesh. The tip and some of Kyuku's cock rubbed sensually against Cocytus's stomach as he leant forward, and dribbles of pre-seed oozed from the end as that sensation of thick, heart spurts of seed shot deep into him, filling him with the heat of the insect's climax. He could feel Kyuku trembling around his cock as he came, and felt him squeezing every so often, gripping and flexing his slit around his member in a way that helped to squeeze out drop after drop, the pressure provided even more warm, muscle-deep pleasure that swam all the way through Cocytus' body, making him want to just lie down and bask in it. That clenching of those slit muscles also seemed to encourage Kyuku's member to grow and throb, to the point where it started to push more up Cocytus' chitin. The floor guardian rolled his hips, nudging and pumping down to help coax out the remaining droplets of cum, but in the aftermath of his climax, despite that bliss, he felt...unsatisfied. Perhaps unfulfilled would be a better word. Regardless of the reason, Cocytus knew the solution-- he wanted more. Much, much more.

With an initially sharp tug and then a slow and tender withdrawal, Cocytus slid back, his cock slipping out inch by inch until the wedged end popped free from within that squeezing orifice, and when it cleared the entrance, the slit clenched and tightened, as if trying to keep it all in, but it made more sense to assume, at least from Cocytus' perspective, that his muscles were likely just reactive instinctively. Fluids readily oozed from that slit around the sides of the reptile's member, which started to rapidly grow, to the point where it started to angle closer to the reptile's own body as Kyuku let out some kind of noise that sounded like relief. In turn, A deep groan came from the insect when he realised just how achingly hard he was; even then, his erection hadn't gone down, and the desire to fuck more grew within him the more he looked down at the reptile. Thoughts danced in his head until he focused on one.

The weight of his body, and his gripping hands, withdrew from Kyuku's slumped figure, and he was delighted to find that the reptile didn't even have the strength to try and get up after being forcibly violated. Instead, he laid there, panting, half-gasping for air from being slightly choked out. As the insect got to his feet, he stared down at the Lizardman, taking in his slender form, the parts of his broken armour, the messy trail of cum that dribbled out of him...and for a moment, he admired, like a warrior after a battle, the 'carnage' he'd wrought. After a handful of moments, however, he bent down, reaching out intimidatingly with a hand, and enclosed it around Kyuku's upper arm. He pulled him into a sitting position with a rough tug, and hooked a hand under either arm, lifting him from the ground and up into the air in front of him. Cocytus momentarily took in the sight of a dribble of pre-cum leaking from the end of the reptile's hard cock whilst cum trickled down both of his inner thighs and towards his feet, before he turned him around.

"What..." Kyuku tried to speak, but didn't seem to be able to find the words, his body floppy and easily manhandled by the larger male. Cocytus took his two smaller arms and snaked them down the dangling reptile's sides, inevitably reaching his hips, and with a swift and decisive motion, he tucked under the reptile's legs and lifted them, fingers digging into the brown scales before dragging up the length of his upper legs as his powerful muscles, beneath the chitin, folded Kyuku's legs up his body, until the armor on his thighs touched with that on his stomach and chest. His other two hands moved out from under Kyuku's armpits and curled upwards, until his elbows served as a hook around his arms, pinning them back. With each he effectively trapped every single limb, making it impossible for Kyuku to even wriggle, let alone escape...not that the lizard was even putting up much of a fight. For Cocytus, the way in which he easily held him was exhilarating; the reptile felt as light as a feather, and he was incredibly easy to manipulate, almost like a living fleshlight. That thought alone made the insect's cock stand on end, pointing up toward the reptile's body, and with a little loosening of his grip, he slid the reptile down, until his behind and loose, limp tail hovered above his cock.

Cocytus had to bring one hand down to his cock to angle and steady his penetration, but that time around he didn't aim for the reptile's slit, but the hole hidden beneath. His cock smeared around, sticky with fluids, until he eventually pressed firmly to the entrance, which so easily pushed him out with just how tight it was, causing his cock to swing to the side. Cocytus adjusted and brought his length back, and it was only then that Kyuku started to come to life, beginning to squirm, his one loose leg kicking out and trying to wriggle. It was clear, at least to the insect, that his behind was untouched-- maybe once or twice it had been used, but for a member of his size, it was no doubt going to penetrate parts that had been untouched by others. He pushed up, the wedged, tapered end of his member finding its park, and Kyuku struggled, clenching and letting out a hiss as his head and armor bumped against Cocytus' chest and up to his neck, where the flesh was a bit more malleable and soft. It didn't sting or injure the insect in the slightest, nor did it dissuade him from pressing up, until the reptile's taut behind relaxed enough to accept him. He sank him, carefully and methodically, until he was at least an inch in-- once secured, he returned his hand to that wriggling leg, pinning it back to where it should be, and with a groan of deep satisfaction he sank into that felt like a tighter crevice than before, his knees wobbling slightly as he shoved up and plunged around halfway in.

Kyuku squeaked in a way that sounded like genuine discomfort, but it was quickly silenced when a squelch from his loins and a grunt from between Cocytus' mandibles shoved the cock deeper, all the way to the base, in a thrust that had the insect standing awkwardly with his body hunched forward in an effort to push the Lizardman down. He settled there for a moment, huffing harshly against the top of Kyuku's head and into the fur mohawk of his armor, before he yanked back and plunged, the sloppy sounds of sex and fluids becoming more noisy. Pre-cum and seed covered Kyuku's innards, in both holes, and the trickle that came from the reptile's slit oozed onto the insect's own cock and housing, each thrust sending it back up into the smaller male's body, causing every other thrust to become easier.

Cocytus groaned quietly at first, but quickly grew louder as his movements started to form yet another rhythm, his hips bucking as his arms and body bowed and flexed, lifting and lowering the reptile in time with his pushing hips, allowing the hole to connect with pelvis each time. He could hear Kyuku's quiet gasps, occasionally interspersed by a sharp, shrill hiss or cry that indicated either discomfort, arousal or something else entirely, of which Cocytus couldn't be entirely sure-- what he was confident of, however, was that each plunge brought not only him closer, but Kyuku, too. Cocytus was certain of it thanks to the way he felt those incredibly tight innards spasm around his pistoning dick, each slam and pump stroking an intimate spot within the Lizardman, causing Kyuku's cock to throb and his flesh to clamp. The insect didn't want to admit it, because he getting too into it; he was starting to think about nothing else but thrusting and getting off, to the point where he didn't care if his grip tightened, didn't care if he shoved too hard and tugged too fiercely...nothing else mattered to him but how good it felt and how much he wished to cum.

It was only Kyuku's weakening hisses that snapped him back to reality enough to slow, though only for a while, to give the reptile time to recuperate...but he could only afford him a short breather, for he was too encouraged just to keep going, pumping back up and quickening his pace after just a handful of moments, the noisy sounds of his cock and chitin slapping into that behind growing wetter and louder as his moans started to grow heavier. pre-cum readily oozed from that orifice and dribbled down Cocytus' length and onto his chitin as his pleasure grew, and he couldn't stop, even if he wanted to. However, something occurred that surprised him amidst their sex-- the Lizardman pinned to his chest shuddered and trembled, his breath suddenly quickening for a moment before he let out a staggering sigh, a mixed half-squeak, half-hiss coming from his open maw. Cocytus could see, his head positioned above Kyuku's own, as the tribe leader's member bounced up and down, its prehensile length stiffening and angling upward almost to his stomach, before it swung back down, throbbing powerfully with each pulse. From the tip, thick, gooey globules of cum oozed forth before they shot in reasonably lengthy spurts, splattering against the dirt and grass and soaking into the earth as, with each throb, his innards clamped and milked around Cocytus' member, which had slowed in the wake of the reptile's orgasm.

"TO cum from being violated...only a true warrior would find enjoyment in such things." Cocytus' tone was positively enthusiastic. "You are definitely worthy of respect. My thoughts on your potential were correct."

Spurred on by his own encouragement of Kyuku's climax and the thrilling delight of making him bust, Cocytus plunged, picking up speed as he worked out the remaining necessary thrusts, huffing and panting from the exertion of the sex as he felt himself near the point of release once again, identified by the telltale shudder in his body, and the tightness of his loins. He should have been careful not to go too hard, but it was difficult to focus on how fast he was going when his pleasure was at its peak. The hole was just too tight, and the situation too arousing to him, compared to the first. He could see how spread-eagled the reptile was, saw every curve of his slender body between the gaps of his armor, and relished the other male's weak gasps and dribbling remnants of his climax. The sounds were simply icing to the whole experience, and the floor guardian's release came quickly and suddenly as a result.

With a final shaky groan, seed erupted from his member, shooting straight up into that hole with such force that it splashed backwards and oozed around his length, immediately dribbling down his length and oozing in a stream all the way to the insect's inner thighs, where it dripped to the ground shortly thereafter. Each eager spurt that followed brought more and more of that liquid gushing forth, whilst more bulged out the reptile's stomach, though it was impossible to see amidst the armor. Cocytus shuddered and pumped up a few more times, his mandibles clicking rapidly with the intoxicating bliss of his second orgasm, before his thrusts inevitably slowed and came to a halt as the heavy throbs and spurts began to fade. With it came some clarity, but mostly a deep relief. He could say for certain that he was now truly satisfied.

Slowly, he eased back, feeling the Lizard stiffen as he withdrew, and when the head of his cock finally came free, there was an audible splatter as fluids dripped out and onto the floor between the insect's feet. Kyuku groaned tiredly against him and didn't even put up a fight, or wriggle around when Cocytus began to loosen his grip on him, letting his legs swing forward. It was kind of awkward for him; he didn't know what to say to the reptile, but it certainly wasn't going to be an apology. When he brought Kyuku down to the ground and his feet touched the dirt, he quickly realised the Lizardman had no strength; when he let go of his arms, the reptile sagged visibly and he had to hold him up.

"I will...no," Cocytus was planning to return him to his comrades, but thought better of it. "They cannot see you like this. They would ask questions. Instead, I will bring you to my private tent to recuperate...yes, recuperate."

He was totally thinking of mating with him again. But, he kept that thought to himself as he lifted the reptile up, taking note of how much cum was leaking out of him, and he tucked an arm under his knees to carry him bridal style as he approached the edge of the clearing, listening out to the sounds beyond. He could hear the other Lizardmen in the distance fighting and sparring still, and none of them seemed to be coming towards him anyway. He headed to the left instead so that he could take Kyuku around the camp towards the back, where his private tent was sitting. They all knew now to disturb him there...and in the dead of night, no one would be listening anyway.

This wasn't how Cocytus was intending to test the Lizardman's limits, but...his time as a warrior had taught him to take when he wanted something, and take he would.