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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Jake had never seen someone throw darts as fast as Lennox was, the fox flitting back and forth behind the long deceased Christophe Lussier, bypassing all the armored parts of the wrapped corpse as the husky wheezed, swinging the sword bound tight to his arm at the cat?s head as the hooded purpleand-white robbed grey feline continued to dodge those sword swings. ``Meddlesome wrrrretchesssss...'', the graveyard lord wheezed out, long-parched throat still able to keep an accent despite the centuries of undeath stacked onto the burial practice that had already absolutely drained his body of moisture. ``I have waited for eonsssss for this, eonsssss!'' The time had not been kind to those muscles, though he still carried a force of will to raise the dead around him to become his army, the vassals to a king that would work themselves to power at behest of his noble will... hence why he was a particular kind of undead. ``A mosquito and a gnat will not sssstop me now!''\n\n``If I?m a mosquito, I?m one that carries a blood plague!'', the vulpine laughed as he threw more of those darts into Lussier?s back, the loud sizzling and godsawful stench of melting dried flesh carrying through the room as the acid that Lennox had shown the cleric three hours ago was delivered through those projectiles, burning through plating and wrappings and beginning to melt through bone and flesh. Jake was more than willing to let the fox mouth off at Lussier, more focused on keeping up the pattern... dodge, poke, dodge, poke, the feline was already picking up on the pattern that the mummified aristocrat had settled into while he was trying to kill Jake. The dried-out husky was either too enraged by the fact that the both of them had either stolen (in Lennox?s case) or purified and then smashed (in Jake?s case) several artifacts that contained his connections to the dark outer beings that had raised him, or the fog of undeath had trapped his previous alacritous mind in stasis. He would not have been the first corpse that Jake had come across that had been close to a golem in how it fought... and he was not going to look a gift decaying horse in the mouth as he continued to widen the holes that he was stabbing in between those plates and greaves, beginning to make leathery flesh and leather in turn dangle from his body. Soon enough, as he continued to launch that spear forwards, backing up through the room, sidestepping and piercing in before drawing out and doing it again, he could see shredded linen along with pieces of bone and muscle starting to fall out... He was also well-aware of a contingent of bodies covered completely in those wraps and in gleaming and colorful lacquered armor coming down the hall towards the fox. \n\n``Lennox, watch your back!'', Jake yelled out, and the vulpine turned around, hissed, and drew out a rapier and a mace from his sides before lunging forwards at the incoming soldiers. That was the real threat here... If Jake had been by himself, Lussier would have overwhelmed him with the combination of obedient dead soldiers that had been collected from his final battlefield and entombed with him, dark magic sourced through the evil forces from beyond reality that he had pledged himself to, and those powerful sword swings that would have been able to cleave straight through his neck. The cat could handle two of those problems at once, but not all three, Lennox being able to pull at least some of that off of himself was a true life-saver at the moment. Speaking of, the husky was pulling his arm back again, as expected, and Jake took the initiative to stance up and prepare for the blast of necrotic energy to come right at his face. He waited a dangerously long time for the open palm to range up towards his face before ducking to the right, but it was what he needed to do if he did not want Lussier to simply just aim downwards after his dodge and blast a quickly decaying hole through his chest. The withered canine instead rocketed out a sharp purple discharge of arcane power into thin air with a loud WRRRRRRSHPPPH like a bunch of brittle paper crackling away all at once... and held his arm out for far too long, leaving him wide open to get stabbed through the elbow. Lussier screamed with the blow, staggered forwards, could not pull away in time before the grey striped cat carved the blade upwards and ruined that arm, left it hanging by literal threads as it was rendered useless.\n\n``You... you... the amount of repair that I?ll have to make to that limb...'', Lussier hissed, already starting to swing with the other arm... Jake knew better to pierce into the open head and try to go for a killing blow on something that was already dead, but even as he bided his time he could see that something was starting to pour out of the mummified dog?s mouth... something that burned away the wrappings that pushed into the maw there and began to eat away at his lower jaw. ``I?ll make sssure your head watchmllllfflllhhh...'' The entire bottom of Lussier?s face, along with the front of his throat, was melting away, and as it did the dog?s head began to droop forwards. There was another one of those blood-red darts buried deep into the back of his helmet, punched right through the metal and into the skull. Those swings got more erratic, more unfocused, as Lussier?s head turned back and forth around his chest, still spilling his acid onto his breastplate, his voice turning to gurgles as Jake sidestepped, watched the next swing go downwards and then proceeded to mirror the strike with his own polearm. One chop made sure that the greave was tilted downwards with the damage that he had just delivered on the wrist. Another upwards swing made sure that the hand fell off. With that anchoring element gone, the broadsword attached to the limb proceeded to slide forwards and clatter onto the ground.\n\nWith that, Jake proceeded to pierce into the lower limbs, sending Lussier clattering to the floor when he withdrew the polearm, before stabbing him through the back, pushing forth a gurgling scream from the graveyard lord. The cat held tight to the haft of his spear, pushed the curved blade down into his back, started praying to the gods of purification and the grave to aid him in sending a wayward soul on its path. Even with a destroyed face, the husky was still trying its best to do something... hurl insults, beg, threaten him? It did not matter. Jake focused on his prayer, tuned the world out as he held the spear?s handle with both paws, tilted his head downwards and focused on creating a channel through to the afterlife with that divine magic... The graveyard lord, sensing what was coming, started to let out louder and louder unintelligble vocalizations, but the world was miles away from Jake right now. Anyone could have killed the cat like this as he closed his eyes and focused on the words he was reciting, putting his full belief and attention to them. Faith was all about putting himself in harm?s way and trusting that he would come out of it, though, and it had taken him to places that few believed that he could ever come out of with his health still intact.\n\nHe had been told in the past that the moment that a soul was removed from the fell bindings that held it in its body was a brilliant thing, involving a flash of blue light emanating from the corpse like it had been struck with a bolt of lightning that was invisible up until it exploded outwards from the undead that he was purifying. The wailing of the soul being pulled from the body, though, followed by the dead stop of noise from the sanctified flesh... that was always audible. Jake stopped praying as soon as he heard that telltale cessation of sound, looking down at the splayed out and broken corpse, now the only noise coming from it being the bubbling and spattering of burning tissue... and nearby, down the hall that Lennox had launched himself into, Jake could hear the clatter of armor hitting tile floor. ``... Ahhh, you did it!'', the fox yelled out as he turned and came closer, his green cloak covered with cuts and tears, his leather pants and armor and the purple tunic underneath otherwise unharmed, Lennox giving him a big, sharp smile from the other side of the room. ``Perfect. We make a good team, you know!''\n\n``That we do...'', Jake said as he looked down at the dead husky, now seeming so fragile without the animation that was propelling it. ``I?m surprised that you stuck around to make sure that we could stop the evil settling in this place instead of taking off with your prizes.''\n\n``Did you think that just because I want to make a little bit of coin, I?m heartless?'' Lennox held his hands out in a shrug. ``C?mon now. I have a grasp of civic duty, and taking care of a man trying to rouse the dead into his own personal army keeps a lot of people alive.'' He went to stow his weapons away, clearly understanding just like Jake that with the graveyard lord now back in the grave where he belonged, the threat of the undead in the massive mausoleum was gone. ``I deserve to have some compensation for my hard work. You didn?t see all of the undead that I had to wade through to cross your path.''\n\n``Uh huh,'' Jake said with a bit of a grin all his own, seeing straight through the vulpine?s explanation but... well, as a man of faith, he had learned years ago not to second-guess whatever aid was passed his way, especially when the aid he had been sent was responsible for saving his life. ``Bet you wouldn?t be willing to spare a little civic duty my way and pay me for a drink when we get back into town.'' The cleric had admittedly gone in here expecting that he would have to fight and dispatch a simple necromancer. Extremely bad misjudging of this situation was likely to have gotten him killed. \n\nThe feline had put down a few clerics in similar dungeons in the past, trapped within undeath. The price of making mistakes in these situations was decidedly clear.\n\n``Hey, I didn?t forget about you pulling me back from that spike pit thirty minutes ago,'' Lennox said with a closed mouth smirk as he approached. ``I?m nice to my friends, and anyone that saves me from being staked through?s a friend. Come now, one round before we part and go our separate ways is clearly in my means.'' The vulpine went over to the defeated graveyard lord and pawed at his armor, lifting the breastplate, staring it over, and then dropping it like a hot stone, CLLLKHNK. ``The benefits about being judicial when it comes to where I choose to employ my talents? Lots and lots of coin.''\n\nThe nearest town was a day?s walk away, one that Lennox and Jake made on their own as the vulpine ranged ahead of the cat. When they met up at the local tavern, the fox was ready to greet the weary feline with a drink... and soon one drink turned to three, and then five, along with a spread of meats and cheeses and salted breads, and soon enough the cat found himself stumbling up towards the fox?s rented room, leaning on him and laughing. ``Y?know... and this is really important...'', the feline said with a pleased little groan as Lennox wrapped an arm around his side, getting his hand up underneath his robe and squeezing at where the purple thong underneath strapped across his thigh. ``My gods allow me to screw, mmmfh, all the time. None of them have anything in their teachings about, umm...'' Jake giggled softly and nuzzled up against the hot hot selfish jerk of a vulpine next to him. ``About having too much sex. One of them even encourages it, mmmh...'' His cock throbbed then and there as he remembered those teachings as if being told by the divines to go for it, or maybe just because he was really drunk. ``Encourage life, spread life, encourage the spreading of life... casually. Or is it casually encourage?'' Jake?s eyes fluttered softly as he continued to rub his temple into Lennox?s side. ``Heheee, I can?t say right now but the wording?s reaaaaaally important...'' Even if they were the same size, Lennox felt like... like an anchor right now, someone that the cat could just... hold close to that was steady and leading him somewhere he wanted to be. He could put his trust in the vulpine...\n\n``I bet it is,'' the fox said as they turned into his room, the window covered up completely with \n\nthe room?s dresser and wadded up bedsheets over the top. ``Mmmmnh, it sounds... fascinating...'' It was clear to Jake that the vulpine was also drunk. Even if he was an anchor, he was also a stumbly one... the only reason that Jake could depend on him right now was that he was mostly keeping himself upright. ``Usually I wouldn?t be fucking holy men, I hope that?s not rude or anything, but you?re the exception to the rule...'' Lennox turned him around and put a sharp claw to Jake?s chin, lightly playing with his lip a little bit as he grinned and lightly pushed the cat back onto the bed, Jake not even resisting and letting himself flop on those uncovered cushions.\n\n``N-nah, we can get...'' Jake hiccuped as he wriggled into the soft (so so sooooft) mattress and pillow, spreading his legs almost automatically before the vulpine flopped down next to him and began to pull his own pants down and the cat gave a little groan of recognition as he looked over at the vulpine?s crotch, held tight under a tight pair of what looked like silken breeches. ``W-what was I saying...?'', the feline stammered out as he understood exactly where some of the white furred fox?s particular coinage was going towards. Someone was dressing to impress, the fox?s shaft throbbing firmly against the front, filling out that middle part of his underwear in a way that looked intensely juicy and ready to be sucked down as it pulled against the tight fabric, his arousal outlined by it, the sheer slope curving down and showcased that rounded dome at the front of that full length. ``O-oh, yeah, ummm...'' Somehow he got the feeling that Lennox did want to have that cock worshiped, though, which was... mmmmh. Jake was nothing if not skilled at worshiping... ``We can get soooo preachy if we?re not good with our jobs, and that doesn?t... mmmmh...'' Jake reached down and grasped at his bulge in his pants, squeezed at it, groaned pleasantly as excitement and need went from a building pressure in him to growing steam under glass that was blowing hot and roiling underneath its confines. ``That doesn?t help anyone learn the messages that our gods want them to hear. I?m a good servant, I do what I have to to get others to believe...''\n\n``I bet you can make me believe you?re good at giving dick...'', Lennox moaned out as he began to pull those undergarments off, letting his rod flop out and then wobble straight, his length surging up rigid as stone and tantalizing to Jake?s eyes. He wanted to touch over it, feel it pressed against his body, sense those throbs pushing against his stomach and paws... and truth be told, inside him, between his lips and tailhole, but that was going to be outside of what he was doing right now from the sound of it. ``Come, I?m so pent and ready, I haven?t had this kind of fun in weeks... I?ve been so busy hunting down that fucking moldering corpse...'' The cat could feel his own need twitching and pressing against his thong, urging him even while he was getting his robe and harness off of himself to try a change in position for once. ``Don?t leave me needing, Jake. Some hungers I can take care of by myself, but I need you for this...''\n\nHe... he could do something unfamiliar. The cat started to pull that tight purple thong off, feeling his arousal brushing past the material before slipping loose of it as he sat himself up, going for his thong and slipping it free from his body before moving to grasp at his stockings and pull them down and off of his body. He was not entirely new to the concept of sticking it into someone underneath him... Skilled at it, no, but he had the eagerness enough to sleep with this vulpine and make it work. Lennox at the moment was reaching to his own shaft and pumping it, keeping himself eager and ready as Jake finished getting those leg warmers off and then started to scoot over. The room was dark... but it was not dark enough for Jake to be able to see the way that the spread out fox was pushing his rear up a little bit, those cheeks squeezing and releasing, the little bit of tailhole that he could see clenching and relaxing... the two puncture marks on the thigh, deep wounds that were long healed over. ``Oh,'' Jake said gently as he reached out and touched at them. ``Oh, I?m sorry.'' The size of them suggested that his attacker had gone all the way in, with intent to turn or just completely drain him. ``You?re very lucky to have survived a vampire attack.''\n\n``Well... thrived after, more like,'' the vulpine admitted as Jake looked up at his fangy smile. ``There?s a favor that I have to ask for.'' ... He had kept his distance somewhat from the cat when he grinned that wide, or at least Jake was too busy with fighting and dungeoneering or his perspective was hazed with drink to notice, but in the candlelight of the room it was a bit easier to see that they were longer than they should have been, even for a fox. ``You?ll forgive me, but it?s out of your usual wheelhouse, I?m sure.''\n\nJake immediately backed away towards the end of the bed and looked towards his spear, settled in the corner of the room. ``Wait, I don?t mean you or this town any harm,'' the fox said, and Jake knew that he was drunk because he found himself hesitating. ``Look at me.'' Jake shook his head. ``I will turn myself around if need be so that I can?t mesmerize you.''\n\n``Do it, then,'' the cleric fumed out, and Jake could immediately hear shuffling and shifting around from nearby. ``... Say something.'' Vampires were clever, they had to be to not be turned on by entire towns and burned at the stake or torn apart in their graves. Those that were clever fell to Jake?s profession, and found themselves scoured by holy sunlight. Jake was considering calling some down on the tavern, bathing it in midnight shining rays of the brightest star, just for the betrayal.\n\n``Is this better?'', the fox asked, and it was clear from his voice that he had a pillow over his muzzle. Jake turned back and saw that he was laid out on his front, his tight and well-curved rear on display as the cat stared him over. ``I?m going to take your silence as a yes. I don?t aim to lord dominion across this town or anything similar, I don?t wish to do anything but fuck you and... drink some of your blood.'' The cat had already been starting to wonder if this experience was meant to be an avenue towards the fox slaking his unholy thirst... ``I want it to be a good experience and not just take it from you, though. I?m thirsty... but I want to do it safely with you, because I feel as if we bonded in that mausoleum and I treat my drinking as something that I share with those that are close to me.''\n\n``... Explain,'' Jake muttered out. The gods had been clear to him: they were not to be seen as tyrants. Tyrants were not worthy of worship, after all, they turned the people against them... and a people that were under the yoke of unlistening and uncaring gods who only demanded that the world be a certain way were a people that were likely to rebel and destroy places of worship, to forcibly scour the knowledge of the divine from the earth.\n\n``I don?t feed off of individuals I don?t know, and I don?t do it with any person that simply fits my\n\ntaste.'' Jake was looking for any of Lennox?s attempts to twist his head around. ``I have to trust that they will allow me to do it, and they have to trust that I simply won?t drink them dry.'' He had heard that a vampire?s mesmerism showcased itself as a shift of the eyes... The moment that those pale blues went to deep crimson reds, the cat was ready to flip back off of the bed, hit the ground, and then go for his spear.\n\n``I don?t trust you,'' Jake said, still feeling the haze of mead swirling around behind his gaze but sobered enough by the experience to think about what was happening.\n\n``And yet I have to trust you,'' Lennox said with a bit of a laugh. ``I?m a person in need, Jake. My thirst is growing by the evening, and it will take a while for me to get to someone that that cares about me enough to bare my neck to them. I can only travel by night, you know.''\n\n``You still got here before me,'' the cat muttered out.\n\n``I went out of my way to stop a problem that could cause death to the people I care about,'' the fox said, his tone getting a little strained. ``If Lussier became more of an issue and raised enough bodies, those that I cared about would be more people for him to slaughter and raise. These would-be unliving warlords threaten a world that I have to make an existence in. Those artifacts that I took, by the way? Those are being sold off, I don?t intend to keep them.'' Jake was trying to think by the logic of a creature that existed to be a parasite off the living, and... from what he was saying, it did seem like he was telling the truth. There was no reason for him to lie... Why would he try to court a cleric into being drained instead of just fucking him and going to find some random person to mesmerize and have his sustenance off of? Why wait for him at the tavern, why even want to fuck him unless there was attraction there? What did he get off of being literal feet from a holy symbol unless he was going to act in a way that made sure that it would not be used on him?\n\nThere was also the fact that, umm... well, it was a pretty base thing to add into the mix, but the fox was intensely hot. Cute willowy body with a full ass and an impish personality, those were things that could not be disregarded. Jake held a lot of the power here, and his brain (as addled as it was) was telling him that this was a pretty safe position to be in. ``... You?ve gone quiet,'' Lennox said softly before his tail flicked back and forth against the bed. ``Are you considering it, then?'' He rolled his ass back with a soft little ``mrrrrph''. ``Have you ever wondered what it could be like? I assure you, we don?t have the chill of the grave around us.'' He could practically hear the smirk on Lennox?s voice as he spoke. ``I?ve been told that I?m taut, I clench well, and I have the best position for us to be in while we do this. If you let me, I?ll show you what I have in mind... and you won?t regret it. Not a bit.'' Listen to him, he practically knew what was going to happen at this point. ``You might not tell anyone from your order about this, but you?ll still touch yourself at night thinking about our experience. You?ll hold it close to your heart. I can hear it beating, you know.'' Jake did his best to try to hold back the gasp that escaped him. ``Tha-thump, tha-thump, tha-thump.''\n\n``... You won?t drink from anyone else in this town,'' the cat said softly.\n\n``I wouldn?t dream of it,'' the fox said. ``I want to drink from you, anyone else would be uncomfortable for me.'' \n\n``If you try to go all the way, I don?t n-need my spear or my focus to make sure that you absolutely regret trying to drain me.'' Jake could not even summon the anger anymore, not when he was stuck thinking about tight warmth squeezing on him.\n\nLennox gradually curled around and spread his legs out. ``Of course not,'' the fox said with a smile. ``I wouldn?t want the competition, or to have another cleric come after me because I made some bloodthirsty thrall at the last place I stayed. Theeere we go, come over here...'' Jake was already crawling forwards now, feeling his bobbing and tensing dick tracing across the sheets as he got nestled in and felt Lennox beginning to wrap his arms and legs around his body, pulling the feline down and into a tight hug, nestling himself against the cat?s neck... without biting. ``I?m not going to drink yet, I need you to be strong for me for a while.'' Those hips pressed up, pushed against Jake?s member, made sure that his cockhead was beginning to press and groove up against those wrinkled muscles. ``Strong pushes, firm grip on me, quick thrusts. That?s what I want, can you give me that?'' Jake nodded with a soft huff and pushed forwards as if to emphasize the gesture, shuddering as he felt the way that the flesh he was contacting against curled inwards in response to the press, lightly massaging and brushing against the tip of his shaft. ``Mmmmmmh, gooooood...''\n\nJust the way that he sighed that out, it... he... Jake began to push forwards, working out a ``Ooooh...'' from Lennox as he began to press into the friction holding him back, the fox?s body doing its best to keep him from inserting. R-right, they had not warmed up before this, but... but he was undead, right? He could withstand this well enough... The cat blushed harder at the horny shame of what he was doing. Anyone he explained this to would... well, n-no, they would not understand, but this was worth it, h-hhhhnh, the feeling of that muscle starting to slowly but surely give, smooth unfurred skin rolling across the tip of his length and coaxing him to go deeper, to really start to spread that feeling across his head and further. Oh god, the thought of what it had to feel like if he went further was just so damn encouraging... Jake grunted and continued to grind himself in, heard the fox give a pleased groan that turned into a hiss as he slipped himself through bit by bit, felt that present that he was being given unwrapping around himself. ``T-tiiiiiiiiight... nnnnfh, it feels so tight in there, huh?'', Lennox panted out, and Jake sighed and nodded desperately as he pushed himself forwards, gradually forced himself into that hole, felt the heat that he had been promised increasingly radiate its way outwards onto the front of his shaft, lost all intention of doing anything but sheathing himself deep in the vampire?s ass. That tightness was transitioning from something that was gradually working its way loose of him aside from the occasional grip down as Lennox gave out another gasp and his muscles quivered around the cat?s arousal to something that was now pulling down and relaxing with his breathing (or simulated breathing), the fox?s innards starting to catch onto Jake?s cockhead and milk at it. It was as much of an invitation as anything else, one more reason why Jake needed to press himself in and feel Lennox squirm and writhe around under his grip, paws clenching on his back as the cat began to lightly buck forwards. When was the last time that Jake had been with someone himself? The past few weeks he had been knee deep in the dead and desperately trying to stop zombies and wights from wreaking vengeance on the living or attempting to fulfill unceasing hungers. It was about time he one of the dead repaid him for his services putting down their more unruly cousins.\n\nHis libido began to thrum with the knowledge that, yes, he was feeling needy as he started to build up speed, not throwing his all into things just yet, just... using the way that he was opening up that fox?s rear as Lennox squeezed tight to him and breathed out a ``O-oh gods, that?s it, firmer, we?re getting there...'' like he needed to lead the cat deeper into this. Jake d-did not mind, if anything it was kinda hot to hear how his holy lance penetrating into Lennox?s backside was pushing the fox into deeper states of arousal, how desperate the vampire needed him to fill his hole. The feline huffed a breath out and gripped his arms around the fox?s back, pushed his knees forwards, bent him downwards into the mattress, kept up the speed and gradually felt tight crevices beginning to loosen around his pushes as that pucker opened up to the first two inches of his length. Jake rocked his hips back and forth and felt his face scrunch up as Lennox responded by squeezing down on him, like his body desperately not just wanted his blood but as much jizz as the cat could pour into that hole. Well, there was one fluid that Jake did not have any reservations about giving the vampire... The feline could feel that tail brush up against his legs as he kept on pushing into that hole and received the rewards. When Lennox squeezed down on him, flesh rolled and worked around his length, stroked and massaged at his sensitive heft in a way that beat pumping himself off with his hand in his bedroll any day. It was so thorough, it gripped and kneaded and rolled across him, and the heat just felt like it was heightening every sensation... and at the same time, he was pushing into it, rolling past it, making sure that those sensations elongated out, pressed just that little bit forwards more at its end onto untouched flesh. The more that he thrust forwards, the better it felt. The further he pushed in, the more that Lennox squeezed on him, the higher that that voice got, the more that he was nuzzling in against the cat?s neck... fangs starting to lightly prod and rake at him...\n\nAt first he startled a bit, almost pulled away at the feeling of those points rolling against his skin, survival instinct taking over... He forced himself to settle down, to focus on the squeeze between Lennox?s legs, spread himself over the fox, and managed to get himself to just a tensing as those fangs touched down against his neck, hot breath on his jugular making him wonder when they would go further. That tension lingered even as he pumped himself in, pushed into that tightening grip, felt the way Lennox?s arms wrapped around him and pressed him down so very greedily. Eventually, there started to be a little twinge from the feeling of brushing up against that bite, edging towards it... \n\nteetering on the brink of those jaws chomping down, a little electric thrill cascading from that point down his spine and joining with the arousal that grew with every press in, every caress of those walls against his length. They had made it clear to him during his training that a vampire?s bite could put someone in an intensely dangerous position, that the rapid loss of blood made it more and more difficult to struggle against that undead predator once they started drinking. Jake breathed hard as he started to speed up at the thought, hips beginning to smack in forcefully against the fox?s backside, a ``H-hhhnnnh!'' working out of the vulpine as he was filled and stretched by the cat?s cock as he began to find his groove, the drunken cat smiling wider as his cheeks grew scarlet with a flush of heat. The moment that Lennox chose to start getting his fill of him, Jake would rapidly start to become his to do with whatever he wanted. It really was a matter of trust, but also... submission. Their positions would change pretty rapidly at that point, right? Lennox would have all the control here, and he...\n\nJake would be helpless to whatever he wanted to do. The cat trembled desperately as he stuffed himself into that backside, began to feel pert cheeks mooshing up against his hips further and further, traced out the interior of Lennox?s body with his pushes, felt the way that those tight gripping contours were squeezing in closer. The space between them was closing with every push, making sure that it was getting easier to buck in and keep up that pace even as that grip was closing in more, Jake moving from thrusting forwards to jamming himself in repeatedly, eyes clenched tight as he worked through the tightness and got his hilt increasingly closer to that spreading hole. Soon enough, he was vocalizing with every press, a ``Hnnnfh, nnnnh, nnnnnh!''escaping him in time with his pushes as he planted himself deeper, felt his shaft pulse and throb within the confines of that tunnel that seemed to be narrowing onto him enough that it was like he was being funneled forwards. Everything about Lennox and his body felt like it wanted him in. His passage was letting him drive in deeper and pushing him to put in more effort, more force, he was gripping on for dear life... N-nnnnfh, those thighs were rubbing against his hips, practically butterflying his legs out before pressing back down again, making those walls press in tighter as he whispered in the cat?s ear. ``Fuck me like you?re trying to stake me with it, lover.''\n\nSomething about that statement just... h-hhhhnfh, Jake pulled back and then with the next push, THWCKH, the both of them groaned out as he slammed that hilt in and the both of them were hit with an utter explosion of pleasure, Jake pressing forwards and trying to force himself in even further as he found himself grinding against that opened entrance, shoved deep into the urge of topping the fox. When he could go no further, his length twitching within, his cockhead thumping against the top of that capacious tunnel, he pulled back to the tip once more and started to thump inwards, breathing out hard as he began to batter the vulpine?s rear, letting his lust guide him, losing all sense of taking things slow or tender as he reminded himself that he was fucking a member of the undead. ``H-hhhnnnnfh!'' More sturdy, right?\n\nThe bed began to creak beneath them as Jake?s pushes began to travel Lennox across its surface, threatened to begin to bump his ears up against the wall before Jake put his hands down on the vulpine?s shoulders, anchored them both down to the mattress, made sure that he could line himself up with the hole and keep on utterly hammering that excitement into them both. At this point, it was impossible to think about the threats or downsides of fucking a vampire when the vampire could make him feel this good, his arousal thrumming through him with every push, rolling through his senses like a collection of strings on a lute being played over and over again in a repeated set of notes that never got boring, that seemed to be only more beautiful with each repetition. He wanted to keep hearing them play through his body, a constant enchanted harmony that rolled up from his pushes out through his senses that were occasionally highlighted by the feeling of those fangs at his neck again, the roiling and shaking hisses of a fox that apparently had to barely restrain himself from enjoying his throat too early. It was a reminder of what was coming that he was almost starting to quiver at in excitement, tension rushing through him and leaving a delightful little thrill pushing through him that made his tail raise, the hair on the back of his neck stand up, nailed home that much more that he was... he was playing with fire, but the risk was exhilarating in its own way. Like a beast of burden pushed harder faster when it felt the lash along its back, Lennox was pushing him through sheer coaxing and teasing towards the climax, so that... so that the moment he released was the moment that he would be bitten. Jake let out a pleased little groan as he recognized that, a shiver pushing through him as he recognized that, his hips still slamming into the fox?s body, the fuzzy undead underneath him cooing needily in his pointed ear. Waiting while he was still useful, and not a second less to start taking that other essence from him, oh gods, that was so devious in the best possible way.\n\nIt was fresh on his mind as he felt himself throb and start to splash out fluid into those innards, heavy sack beginning to pour forth the first few splashes of that precum into the fox?s tailhole, pulsing forwards as Lennox moaned and pushed his ass back, desperately offered that passage to the cleric and threw his head back into the pillow with a desperate lilting high-pitched whine as he pushed up. That tight rear was deceptively capacious, considering that the cat had not yet felt himself running out of room to push into despite the fact that he was bottoming out within that hole. He felt himself straining against it but running out of flesh to stuff in there, but he was not running out of enthusiasm to utterly plug the fox. That did not stop the both of them from trying to smear as much of that precream into Lennox?s hole as they could, Jake soon starting to feel the tip of his shaft absolutely spilling out his need into his pushes as he swelled and rubbed up against those walls, claws digging into his back as he put in enough force to slam those hips down into the mattress. The creaking was getting louder as the two of them desperately fucked, Jake hitting that hilt and reaping the rewards practically every two or so seconds at this point. He knew what he was aiming for. Lennox wanted to make sure he did not slow down. The cat was going to give him exactly what both of them wanted, his libido pulsing like a wild flame within him, growing brighter and more violent by the second as that updraft fed it, his heart feeling like it was practically running miles in his chest as he threw his all into screwing the fox. He had the stamina for this, the kind of repeated plowing and rocking that would make sure that Lennox?s innards were constantly being pumped through by heavy shaft, rigid and absolutely steel stiff, and he was aiming to make the breathless creature run out of breath as he had his fun, burning that fire brighter...\n\n``Y-you?re slowing down, don?t slow down, keep pushing!'', Lennox yelled out, and Jake did not understand what the hells he was saying, not until he rocked forwards hard enough to force a grunt out of himself and another pleased snarl followed by a more typical yip out of the fox. ``T-there, better, yesssss!'' L-little monster was attempting to get him to push harder, coaxing him... p-playing him like he was some... some fool, he would... Jake?s thoughts blurred into a tinge of frustration but more disbelief and arousal as he started kept his energy and force at that level, thwacking himself up to the hilt again and again, colliding into him with all the force that he could bring to bear, letting go and placing his paws on the wall, continuing to sheath himself into that fox as fast as he possibly could. Soon enough, Lennox?s head and back were against the surface behind him as the feline continued to pump himself in, feeling himself losing all train of thought for a few minutes as he planted himself into that hole and increasingly felt it getting wetter. ``H-how long did you want this?! You?re so moist...!'', Lennox breathed out, and the cat let out another strained little ``Hhhhhnnnfh!'' as the vulpine held to him, Jake?s cock tensing and stroking itself across the top of the fox?s innards as his member incessantly pulsed and made sure that the fox was no liar, lubricating that hole so that every shove in was so easy. ``I-I bet you were so turned on by me flitting round in that mausoleum, I?m surprised that the sight of my ass wobbling around as I moved in there didn?t distract you so much that you got hurt.'' It was... It was so plush down there, so welcoming, the flames were roaring inside of Jake as the cat?s cheeks burned almost as hot as the candles nearby. ``Bet all I needed to do was d-drop my pants and you would have overlooked that I was a v-vampire even then.'' Those legs squeezed closed around Jake?s cock, made that funnel even more like a track to follow towards absolute bursts of pleasure, a renewing source of excitement, those words bouncing around in his head as he trembled with excitement. ``Pprobably would have forgotten all about your duties to press me down on the cold hard f-floor and, nnnnfh, ``slay'' me. That would have been fun, that primal desperate sex then and there, cold stone pressing up against my shoulderblades, your ass bouncing in the air...'' It felt like every word that Lennox said was working Jake into a more frantic mindset, his breathing getting harder as his thoughts were screaming at him to keep going, h-hhnnnfh...! ``You wouldn?t be able to stop yourself, you were always going to fuck me no matter where you found me, whatever I was doing, say it.'' The fox was now back at his neck, rasping it out with delight, his voice dropping into a rattling and predatory tone. \n\n``Say you?re a slut for me, say that you?re a slut, you want to, give in, say it, tell me it, do it, do it right \n\nnow.''\n\nHe was squeezing on him, Jake?s heart was skipping a beat, his cock was aching so bad, he could not stop, he needed t- ``I?m a slut for you!'', the cat moaned out, hearing his voice go high-pitched as something in him shot towards the sky, that flame exploding, his cock beginning to gout out that first shot of cream, pleasure going off like a fireball through him, Lennox snarling and coming in close. There was a blossom of pain in Jake?s neck, sharp and diving in deep, mingling with the overwhelming delight, followed by a pleased moan and the feeling of something wet trickling down his neck and shoulder and chest... but it was hard to focus on it when he was still thrusting, still pushing his cock in. He could not stop himself, his orgasm was taking control, he had to keep following that pleasure through, especially as it soared to greater and greater heights, even as he could feel those lips purse to his neck and cut off the flow of blood that had now stained the front of his neck and pushed down his chest, an awful parody of a kiss that was joined by the fox loudly suckling and gulping at his jugular. It was, he... he was deliriously horny at the moment, every pulse of his cream expelling out of his hard-on as it was stuffed into the fox?s ass coming with another wave of pleasure pushing through his form... and mingling with the feeling of Lennox gulping more of his blood down. It sounded like he was moaning more now than any other point of the sex, the fox rocking his hips and grinding both his cock against Jake?s front and his tailhole down to that base, his voice wet as he squeezed at the cat possessively in a way that said... Jake was his. The cat?s eyes fluttered in his head as the fox took another drink, the next gulp sending him into his own orgasm as the thought bounced around in the cat?s head, that next push hesitating even as Jake got incredibly flustered ruminating on it. Claimed by the vampire. His source of feeding. Gulp. His choice of sustenance. Glllrph. His chosen host to latch onto for the night. Ggggllllph, mmmmhhhh, that dick splattered Lennox?s essence over his belly, Jake beginning to increasingly slow down as he rolled over onto his back and splayed out, Lennox crawling on top of him. Glllph, gglllph, that head nuzzled in tighter, gllprh, the energy felt like it was just dropping out of his hips as he stopped pushing forwards, Lennox excitedly pulling off of him, still cumming as if this was... as if this was just part of the sex. Jake let out a woozy moan, the corners of his vision starting to go a little hazy as Lennox pulled back, let out an excited and needy little yip, dove back down and kissed him on the neck once more.\n\nThen, the fox began to pull back and lap at him. Jake got the bizarre mental image of someone cleaning off the inside of a bowl as the fox kept on licking... As the vampire stayed at it, though, Jake could feel the flow starting to quickly taper off, less like he was running out of fluids to give and more like the holes there were closing up as the cat laid there with a groan, his cock continuing to lightly sputter out onto his crotch, his body feeling intensely heavy with his muscles limp and useless. ``There. Like I said, I?m not going to kill you.'' Lennox reached over and ran his claws along the side of Jake?s face. ``I don?t particularly need to sleep at the moment, so I think I?ll just linger here until daybre-''\n\nJake was not even sure when the world faded, only that the next day he woke up incredibly parched and with the front of his fur dried and covered in semen. He grunted and leaned over, winced at the aching feeling in his neck, reached up and felt himself over. No bite wound left... Clearly, whatever the fox had done to him at the end had been enough to clean and close the holes that had been punctured there. ... Was that why it was so tough to find a vampire?s victims unless they had been drained dry or were close to death? The temples had missed that in their teachings... and know-how, it \n\nseemed. Hmmm.\n\nThere was a note on the side of the bed that Jake took a look at after he had gotten dressed and cleaned himself off in the stalls outside, taking care not to show anyone the coating of released essences and semen across his front. ``Jake,'' it started. ``I am not sure how you feel about the evening we spent, but your moans and the way that you were begging for more in your sleep seemed to suggest that you had a wonderful time despite your oath.'' The cat blushed furiously as he read that, it had been incredible, but to want more even as he rested...? ``I am prepared for you to hunt me down now that your mind is clear and you may have had some time to think about it. If need be, I can put great distance between you and myself, so the only place you can catch me from now on is in your memories. I?m sure that the mark I?ve left on you runs deeper than any scars that you might carry.'' G-god... He was really self-assured, huh? He... kinda had a right to be, considering. ``Perhaps we?ll see each other again in the future. Try not to age too much before I run into you once more. My good looks will never fade, yours might. Take care of yourself, Lennox.''\n\nHe... he probably needed to burn this, right? Remove the evidence of what had happened here? At the very least he was not going to tell the temple about what he had done with a vampire... In fact, he was going to be leaving out the fact that Lennox had helped him kill Lussier in the first place. The fox had gotten the loot, but Jake would keep the glory. The cat looked back down to the note and sucked in a breath... and then, after a reread, reached down and fished his cock out of his pants, blushing furiously as he pumped himself off while going over the words. He still had the room until midday, after all...\n\nThe feline could not actually bring himself to get rid of that missive after all, nestling it in one of his pouches and hiding it away as he made his travels over to a larger city where he could inform his temple of the evil that he had destroyed and await further instructions on where he was needed next, what horrible monster that he had to fell. That note was like... like a memory etched in ink that he could relive when he went over the words again. Usually, after rereading it, he got stuck on a different element of that evening... the reveal and the way that he was coaxed to fuck the vampire, the way that he now realized that he was being manipulated into throwing himself into the sex, pushed to hump himself in deep... N-nnnnh, the feeling of being buried inside of that clenching tailhole was a pretty big anchor of his fantasies these days, too. It felt like whenever he wanted to stroke himself off and leave some stains on the floor of whatever room in he was stuck in or on the ground underneath his tent, letting his moans push out into the forest around him, his thoughts started to turn back to that vampire. He was next to him, behind him, fangs at his neck, whispering at him to keep pumping to him, of course he was still horny for Lennox. Why would he want to masturbate to anything else at the moment when the thoughts of that night were still so fresh? He was lucky to have met the fox, to have that white-furred charmer come into his life and pull the seed and blood right out of him...\n\nThere was... t-that moment, too. Hnnnnfh, whenever Jake started thinking about Lennox biting down into his throat and starting to drink his blood down he could feel himself starting to get all flustered and stiff again at the thought of... of being taken control of like that, utterly used. There was something that he could not get off of when he thought about those fangs sinking in and Lennox just... pulling that fluid that kept him going from his body, the sheer amount of control that he extended over the cat in that moment, the feeling of his body getting weaker and being increasingly at his mercy. He must have had so much self-control. The noises that Lennox was making suggested a greediness for his blood that he held back from entirely taking over, which meant that... mmmmfh, Lennox had found him delicious. He seemed to have his particular favorites... others that he circled back to when he needed his fill, people that were better than any other potentials that he could drink off of. How did Jake stack up against them?\n\nWondering what his blood tasted like was enough to start to get him aroused soon. He had to keep his mind from wandering at times, as he thought about being fed, upon again to avoid getting pointed out at in bars and hearing snickering from behind his back and catch people out of the corners of his vision pointing towards his thong as it started to tent out. Did Lennox have different flavors that he liked, or was blood just one singular flavor and he was looking for quality? Did that mean that Jake was in some kind of upper echelon of people to feed off of? He could not help himself when he pumped off now. ``I-I?m such a slut for you, I?m a slut for you,'' he groaned out at the peak of his arousal, even when he knew that the walls were thin and others would be hearing him.\n\nHe could not deny himself; he was obsessed. Obsession would pass, though. Everything got out of his system eventually, usually by the way that he was so stuck on right now. Enough cumshots and eventually he would get bored and move onto something else in his fantasies. Jake eventually made it to the nearest city and sent off his missive to his temple, letting them know what he (and he alone) had done. Sticking around for a few days afterwards, the cat waited patiently... and then, he received his next orders along with a bundle of gold to help him see them out. ``Wait patiently in place and allow others to come to you in order to spread the faith. Be amongst the people. More instructions will follow.''\n\nWith that, the cat did what he was told and held his position. This had been something that happened from time to time, being asked to remain somewhere and expect his superiors at the temple to find a problem that he needed to go and shut down. He was sure that soon enough they would see some evil that was threatening the people of the world and he would be journeying once more to put it back into its grave. Sometimes they even paired him with other adventurers to take care of these issues. For the moment, though, Jake simply enjoyed the break from a rough life, began to sleep in more often and stay up later, and simply let the days while away while he recovered from his hard work. Occasionally he would go out, mingle amongst the people in the city, heal those who were suffering from workrelated injuries, see to the superstitions of those around him, clear up misteachings and help others with their worries about the other side. Mostly, though, it was just living life and killing time instead of zombies. Hahah, what kind of food did the herbalists say made the heart pump easier? Fish? Oh, he loved fish, there was no real reason he needed to know that, in fact, it was just something he asked out of curiosity, hahah.\n\nThe first time he noticed a fluffy white tail during the day, he did a double-take and then made fun of himself for thinking that it was Lennox. Seeing a vampire during the daytime? Goodness, he needed to get a grip on himself, he was following fluffy white cats dogs thinking that they were a vampire that he had a one night stand. Why the hell was he being so needy? He probably needed to find an orgy or something to throw himself into just to get the thought out of his head.\n\nThe second time he saw that fluff flitting around in a crowd, it was at a bazaar at night, and it was on a nearly nude white fox who was coaxing and teasing a rabbit into following him, hand underneath his jaw, a big smile on both of their faces, the fox with that familiar closed-mouth smirk as he teased at him. Jake startled. No, that... it was. It really was! ``L-Lennox!'', he yelled out, running through the crowd towards him and the rabbit, the fox getting a delighted look on his face as he turned and saw the cat coming closer. ``Oh my gods, how did we find each other here? I thought you said you were going to be... I... I don?t know, far off!''\n\n``Oh, that was my full intention...'', the fox said, still stroking at the rabbit?s bottom jaw with his eyes and body turned completely towards the cat. ``You know the kind of life I lead, though. Something came up that I had to deal with... and I suppose it was good fortune that I had to stray from my regular path. What are you doing here?''\n\n``That doesn?t matter,'' Jake said, tail waving slowly behind him. ``Just... just, I?m happy that I got a chance to see you again, I?ve been thinking of you ever since we went on our separate paths.''\n\n``Quincey, this is Jake, a cleric of several gods of life,'' Lennox explained as he turned back to the rabbit who was staring back at him with an excited and expectant look. ``Did you know that he told me that his vows allow him to have sex? Do you know a lot of clerics that are allowed to fuck to their hearts? content?''\n\n``O-only those who worship gods of revelry and beauty!'', the lithe brown and cream-furred bunny giggled out. ``That?s really interesting!''\n\n``I?m sure he can tell you all about it while we stroll together, come on Jake...'', Lennox said softly as he put his arms around both of their shoulders, working a gleeful little whine out of both of them. He wondered if this was what Lennox meant by another one of his hosts... but from the way that he was speaking, the look that Lennox gave Jake when he was a bit too casual about what he did at nights, the way that he avoided generally talking about food whenever Quincey mentioned wanting something from one of the stands and offered to buy the fox a snack, no. No, this was just some guy that Lennox was planning on sleeping with for the evening.\n\nThat was never more clear as the fox led them both down into an alleyway further away from the bazaar. It was late at night at this point, in an area full of housing with shuttered windows and the lights within darkened. ``My friend wants to have some fun with you, I think,'' the fox purred out towards the rabbit as he shoved him forwards. ``You wouldn?t want to disappoint him, would you? Get those pants off.'' Quincey seemed to be believing this completely as Jake wondered what was going on before the fox started to walk towards Jake with another impish, knowing smirk. ``Get rid of him for me, suck the horny lapine off,'' the fox whispered in his ear, and... though it was callous, it was callous in his favor. ``I want you, not him.'' Before Jake knew it, he was down on his knees and rocking his head forwards on the rabbit?s shaft, purring loudly as he enjoyed the taste of that dong pressing out onto his tongue, blossoming larger and filling up the space between his jaws as he tongued and delicately pursed his lips around that heft, pushing downwards towards the base. Well, Jake was horny... and it was not like providing ministrations to those faithful to the gods was out of his usual wheelhouse. Maybe he was a bit more forwards with these things than other clerics of his faith, but one of those gods in particular had to be happy with how he tended to potential supplicants. Besides, every suck and pull of that length in his maw was increasingly making him stiff and desperate in his own thong, his arousal gradually flourishing and getting heavy inside the fabric as he pushed himself down to the rabbit?s fuzzy crotch and took thick gulps on that girth, deep-throated it down with expert pushes. The cat had to wonder how well Quincey had been worked up by Lennox as he kept on lapping at the rabbit?s shaft, pulling his tongue back in slow lolls, rolling it up towards the tip over and over again with a soft purr, feeling the way that it spilled its precum down his throat. Maybe he was just really enjoying his suckling as he continued to slowly tease at him, feeling the way that his member trembled within his mouth and on the tip of his tongue as he drew more fluid out of Quincey, but he had a feeling that Lennox had gotten some time to really fluster and coax Quincey?s libido to be primed and ready. ``Look at you two, enjoying each other?s bodies for my benefit,'' Lennox groaned out from nearby, rubbing at his own crotch, pressing against the dark brown leather leggings that he had on and giving a soft grunt. ``Such an incredibly alluring sight for me, you?re such good boys...'' T-the cat was...\n\nJake was being a slut for him, just like he said that the cat was. The cleric reached down and grasped and massaged at his own boner in his thong, feeling the material squeezing almost skin-tight around the length as he groped at himself and shuddered hard, luxuriating in the bubbly little feelings that he got from doing what the fox wanted of him. Quincey gave out a desperate little groan and proceeding to grasp the cat by the back of the head and proceeding to push himself down hard in between his legs, thick lapine thighs helping to frame those pushes as Quincey fucked him like his throat was bottomless and stretched like a stocking. Lennox had coaxed him to batter himself in and make that shaft feel twice its size with how hard it was bouncing down Jake?s throat, the rabbit fucking like it was going to be the only chance he would get to climax for months, sharp breaths escaping him as those hips hammered up against Jake?s face, punched into the front of his snout and enjoyed himself. He could not look up and see the bunny?s expression as he went wild on his mouth, leaned forwards, practically mounted his face and continued to bounce against it, but he had to assume that Quincey was making the cutest most blissed-out expressions...\n\nWhen he finally did climax, Jake was almost a little bit relieved, that fluid sludging down his throat coming with the most lurid groan possible as the rabbit did not hold himself back, keeping himself up against the cleric?s mouth and making sure that he erupted deep down Jake?s throat, thick gushes of that fluid coming with the gradual slowdown of those pushes into his well-worked jugular.\n\nAny strain that he might have felt, though, did little to cut back on how good it felt to have that orgasm spilling down his throat, the cat floating on just how good of a job he had done. It was always so... so encouraging being able to take care of someone like this. That was... that was probably why the feeding had hit so hard, honestly, it had been so... so enjoyable to hear the delight on Lennox?s voice, the sheer need for him... Speaking of voices, as Quincey continued to release, he was just letting his moans echo across the walls around him, clearly uncaring about who he woke up or how he was found as he drew himself back, pulling a trail of cream across the back of the cat?s mouth and then along his tongue as he drew out to the front of that maw and past those lips. He let his next few shots dribble on the front of Jake?s muzzle before they lost pressure, began to fall to the floor, the rabbit stumbling back and then tripping on his breeches, falling to the ground in an exhausted mess, his face contorted into dizzy bliss as he sat up, dick still drooling out his joy. \n\n``You don?t mind if my friend and I go somewhere for a moment to catch up, right?'', Lennox asked, and the rabbit just sat there slumped against the wall and shook his head with another pleased little sigh, his dick just out, not even forced back into his pants. ``I?ll catch you in the near future, Quincey...'' Jake wiped his mouth off with his arm, pushing his cloak back to make sure he did not stain the long garb as he walked along with the vulpine. ``Imagine the both of us meeting together like this... \n\nare you sure that you don?t worship the gods of good fortune as well?''\n\n``I?m surprised that you feel so glib bringing them up,'' Jake said as they moved.\n\n``Well, I?d like to think I at least get a bit of leeway considering I don?t desanguinate their congregations.'' Lennox let out a little murmur as he walked along, guiding the cat backwards, towards what looked like a lot of bathhouses. ``It?s so good that you?re here, actually. I was going to be needing a top up soon, if you?re available.'' A hand reached out and claws caressed underneath Jake?s jaws, the fox letting him see those fangs. ``Ooooh, you look like you?ve been taking care of yourself... You weren?t expecting me to come back, were you? You weren?t just...'' Jake could feel himself shivering as Lennox giggled. ``Heheh, fantasizing about me hanging around you like a bad shadow, huh?'' The most that the cat could give him in response was a flustered whine, sending the vulpine laughing hard. ``Oh my gods, you actually were, weren?t you? You poor thing, having to just take care of yourself with your hand, let me help you with this...'' The grip that he gave Jake?s crotch screamed possessiveness, as possessive as they walked in as if he had come in on a collar and leash. ``We?ll take a room for two now!'', the fox called out to the orc woman at the counter in front as he kept kneading into the feline?s covered member, keeping him stiff and close to him as the lady behind the counter laughed and asked for payment.\n\nSoon enough, he had Jake bent over slightly in a private bath, the small room and the bubbling enchanted waters in front of them enough to cover their moans and grunts as Lennox ground his covered crotch into the back of that cat?s ass, the thong pulled down and no longer covering his tailhole as Lennox had him by the cock and was pumping him in a way that Jake would have never managed. He had seen how fast those hands moved, nimble and dexterous as they delivered darts into that graveyard lord. Now, as Jake thrust into them and sighed out, feeling those fangs pulling over his neck roughly enough to leave little stings behind them as the fox hissed, one of them was giving him a handjob that felt as if it was working at double speed, moving from head to base to head again in the span of a whole second. The feline was soon drooling a little bit, his mouth held open in pleasure as Lennox held him close. ``Just think, you?ve been waiting for this so patiently, it could have been decades before we ran into each other and I got to drink from your veins all over again,'' the vulpine grunted out as he bucked up against his backside and continued to hummingbird his grip over the cat?s member. ``What a waste that would have been, to have to wait that long for this...'' He was jerking and massaging at him like he was trying to get that cock to somehow gain another inch just from stroking it out.\n\n``I?ve been wanting you to bite me so bad, I wanna give myself to you, I keep jerking off to that moment, I?m so messed up by it, you broke my mind!'', Jake let spill out of himself in a horny unfiltered deluge. ``Hahaha, y-you broke my mind, hnnnnnfh, you?re all I can think about lately, I can?t get enough of you!'' That hand stroking along his dick, working him so that his cock was pushed up into a tensing and bobbing arch between his fingers, felt like it was also working all that delirious horny need to the forefront, pushing Jake to a point where thoughts felt heavy and easy to push out as his length pulsed excitement through his being. \n\n``You?re lucky nobody can hear you, you fucking slut,'' Lennox huffed out as he continued to pound his hand on the cat?s rod, a pleased little mewl escaping Jake as he was massaged and teased, practically obliterated by the vampire?s jerking, made to tense up and groan pleasantly against him as Lennox continued to push his weight down on him. ``I-Imagine what everyone would say if they heard you yelling these things out, how much you?d ruin your reputation.'' Jake blushed furiously and groaned as that hand began to focus around the upper half of his dick, pulling and tugging so that it felt like he was trying to consolidate that pleasure up towards his cockhead, like he was trying to lure that orgasm right out of him. ``Nobody would trust a cleric in bed with a vampire, and why should they?'' This rreally was one of those forbidden... he would not even call it a romance, whatever this was did not have a name that he could put towards it other than ?something that needed to keep going?, Lennox w-was... was downplaying himself. ``If I wasn?t so discerning I?d have you giving people that came for your help over to me. There?s so much that vampirism can cure, after all...''\n\n``T-that?s so noble of you, h-hnnnnnh...'', Jake moaned out. ``I wouldn?t think that you would want to create so much competition...'' All the vampires that he had destroyed in the past had been like undead kings lording over their subjects, but Lennox w-was... Lennox was living amongst the people, limiting his feeding, he was so different than the rest of them... It was a good thing that he was going to feed him again! Reinforcing that in his head just made the cat shudder as his desperation swelled through his body. He was such a willing, eager source for the vampire... s-so easily pulled into this. So easily made to... n-nnnnfh, give his blood up, to strengthen him even as he became woozy and weak, m-more, he was so ready for it, his dick was aching and starting to dribble pre onto the floor as the fox continued to stoke and pump at him.\n\n``It?s just pragmatic,'' the fox muttered out as he wedged his bulge up against the cat?s bared ass, Jake beginning to rock his hips back as if he could get plowed through the leggings somehow. ``I-If I make a world for myself where vampires become a typical occurrence, I can walk these markets easier without worrying about hiding what I am...'' Their words both fell off at that point. The body language of pressing up to one another, of a hand continuing to position and reposition across his form, of fangs lightly teasing at his skin and leaving more lines across the cat?s neck, the feeling of those false breaths rushing out of Lennox?s mingling with Jake?s heaving pants as he came closer and closer... That hand never let up. In fact, soon, as Lennox held him steady he was reaching down and caressing the cat?s balls as well, fingers stroking and rolling along that coinpurse in a way that felt like it was pulsing more weighty delight into him with every press up into his sack, smoothing and curling around them like they were scrying orbs. The fox?s pawpads smooshed against his cock, rolling up and down, that sultry voice in his ears calling him a cute plaything while that soft flesh pillowed his shaft and pumped over and over...\n\nLennox waited to sink his teeth down into him again until just as he released, that pain flashing into his senses along with that explosion of pleasure, the two of them mingling... and merging, assimilating into each other. Soon enough, Jake was pressing into the bite, letting his blood spill down his neck and that release rocket out into the pool, the crimson fluid splashing down around his feet as Lennox drank what he craved so deeply from him and moaned pleasantly, both hands reaching up to grasp at Jake?s chest, his rod forgotten as the vulpine held him steady, forced him to stay on his feet. Soon enough, Lennox was starting to moan against his neck, his form trembling, confirming that this was another form of sexual thrill for him... E-every bite must have drawn in excitement as well as blood, or he must have gotten off on being able to feed... No matter what, Jake was moaning along with him, still riding his own pleasure as he continued to gush his cream out into the pool, his legs shaking a little bit from how hard the orgasm had hit him, mingled with a growing headiness from how much \n\nLennox was taking from him that was only intensifying the afterglow that was settling over himself. \n\nJake was starting to feel his feet give as he heard more of those wet slurps from next to him, arms tightening around him, holding him up soon to the point where Jake?s feet were starting to drag as he continued to pulse his essence out, his cum splashing out on the rim of the tub soon as he let out a dizzy groan. He had not even touched into the tub yet, but... but he still felt warm and loose, like Lennox was draining his ability to do anything but relax right out of him. Soon enough, the world was starting to get that pleasant haziness to it, like he was in the middle of an opium den, as he felt that tongue expertly lap at his neck, the wound closing up again before...\n\nSuddenly, with a soft little groan, Lennox shoved him forwards, and the cat tripped into the bath, landing in facefirst before twisting himself around and touching down to the floor. ``W-why...?'', he panted out, a dizzy little smile on his face.\n\nLennox gave out a truly satisified shudder like he had just emptied out into his own pants, although his features looked far more beatific than exhausted. ``We can?t have you go out now with your body covered in blood, you?d look like you killed someone...'' He groaned as he easily lapped the stains off of his own face, and Jake realized... oh... oh he really was looking out for him. His heart weakly thumped a little bit faster. Oh gods, he cared for Jake, was...\n\nWas this actually a crush after all? ``Aren?t you going to get in...?'', Jake asked. Lennox proceeded to throw him a towel from the side of the bath, the cloth splashing into the water and quickly starting to soak through.\n\n``Mmmmmmh, I?ll do my cleaning myself,'' the fox stated. ``Maybe if it lacked the enchantment.'' Maybe it was a curious quirk of his, but Jake was already willing to accept a lot about him at this point. The cat slowly waded to one of the seats on the side of that basin and sat down, splayed back, let his member loosen out a few more gobs of his orgasm as he watched the fox massage and scrub his fur off. They started playing a game of catch with Lennox cleaning himself off and passing Jake the cloth, the cat dunking the towel in the bath, and then tossing it back before getting back to dunking his head underneath the hot bubbling water and letting himself be cleaned off. ``You know...'', Lennox started right after one of the passes over to him. ``I think that if you ?re up for it, you could help me get to another one of my sworn servants.'' S-sworn? ``Something the matter?'' Lennox gave him a friendly smile. ``You have this look on your face.''\n\n``Sworn as in... turned?'', Jake asked.\n\n``No, no, I mean the people I drink from!'', Lennox laughed. ``You?re fun, but I do have people I have to do this for me, I can?t just keep draining you night after night.'' Why not, though? If he stuck around and Jake could just keep drawing on the divine connection that he had with his gods and heal himself of the damage sustained in those evenings, surely he could stay...``I have a rotation that I work through... but... like I was saying...'' That had to be better than going through a bunch of other servants in a row, right? ``I won?t be remaining here for much longer. I?ll have to keep traveling. Usually I simply keep my wits about me and prevent myself from partaking, but if you?re willing to follow along, we could keep having nights like this.'' Jake was going to agree, but... those orders... ``I could keep partaking from you until I?m able to meet up with one of those servants, and then we could part ways again. Maybe you could even come and visit me in the future, I know that I?d love to have you in my home.''\n\nNo, no he walked the straight and narrow so often. The temple would understand if he could not obey orders in order to help another person be... well, comfortable, yes, this was not a life-threatening circumstance like he would want to use as his reasoning... but oh hell, this was still worth it. He would be having the chance to make a connection of a lifetime with this vampire, Jake could not pass that up. ``That... that sounds wonderful!'' Even with the twinge of trepidation in the back of his head about potentially missing out on his order giving him crucial information because he was elsewhere, the cleric was more than happy to bend this rule in order to make sure that Lennox had a comfortable return home. ``Satiating your need protects the faithful. I would be abandoning the tenets of my faith if I said no. Obviously.''\n\n``That?s right.'' Lennox smiled wide enough that Jake swore he could still see a bit of staining on\n\nthe fox?s teeth from his blood. ``You?re helping out so many people by helping me out, Jake. You?re so good at this, my life?s going to be much easier with you in it.'' He...\n\nLennox never said for how long Jake would be in his life. Jake could not help fingering himself later that night to the fact that it was an open-ended question, the possibilities that they could fill what might have been an endless amount of days, working himself into another desperate release all over the inn room?s wooden floor.\n\nJake left the next morning on written instructions. There was a path that he was being given in order to keep anyone from noticing that he was following along on the same trail as a vampire... That was both to make sure that nobody noticed the two of them together unless it was night and Lennox was in his guise as a simple rogue, and to make sure that Jake was not put in an awkward position by any other clerics that came across the fox. That was so thoughtful... he was protecting the both of them! Day by day, Jake could only see more of the sheer talent and genius that Lennox radiated. Oh yeah, he was absolutely crushing on the vampire, but... but how could he not when they just seemed to work so well together, when they got along so easily?\n\nThose nights were spent together cavorting around town, getting drunk or trying new food as Lennox people-watched or simply wandering and talking as Lennox told him about how he had once been a horrible person, the typical creature of the night, until he realized that by taking more merciful and ethical means to his feeding he could keep himself safe. ``Practicality made me a better man,'' the lithe fox admitted. ``It?s what so many other vampires fail to recognize, that they would stop bringing pain down on themselves if they just... learned that there was an easier way to take their meals.'' He really was a paragon of vampires everywhere. ``A subtle hand?s so much better than a clenched fist.'' Maybe if more of them were like Lennox the temples could stop targeting them for hunts in general. It was such a shame that he was swept up in all the other undead would-be overlords that Jake was expected to have to kill. He wished that he could protect him in some way, that there was some enchantment or mantle that he could cast on Lennox so everyone who saw him understood that he was trying another path...\n\nOf course, the late nights were amazing. The both of them fucked wildly... and while every so often Lennox insisted that the cat pound into his backside as hard as he could while he was clung to him in that readied position, eventually Jake started to convince him to pin him down, to lay on him and utterly ravage his tailhole. The more he did it, the more Jake felt broken in in all the best ways, like Lennox was getting to know his body and use it to his full advantage. He was glad to be bringing the fox so much pleasure... and of course, Lennox was bringing him so much pleasure in return. The both of them were digging into some really lurid fantasies these nights as they continued on. There was talk of taking Jake back to the temple on a leash and showing to all his friends that he was the willing plaything of one of the undead that they loathed or showing him off to another cleric like some sort of mesmerized helpless servant, Jake playing the part so eagerly. Lennox never used his mesmerizing eyes on him, of course, he understood how much of a breach of trust that that was, but that did not stop the both of them from lusting over the idea of him being completely obedient, completely at the fox?s beck and call. It was easy enough to let him hold the reins like that for a while, to tease at the idea of being another one of his servants. Of course, his duties would never let him be one, never let him spend his whole life as just a walking fountain for Lennox to drink from time and time again... but it was fun to pretend, to give himself to the vampire wholeheartedly if only in their playtime together.\n\nRavaging the cat came in another form, as well. Night after night, Jake was increasingly starting to have more and more blood drained from him by the fox. They were riding that edge more and more with the knowledge that Jake could easily bring himself back from the brink by just muttering a few words and asking his gods to grant him more life, to restitch his injuries... Of course, on the threshold of unconsciousness with those holes in his neck spilling out into the fox?s mouth, Lennox murmuring with a delighted tone as he utterly drunk down as much as he could take from the cat without going too far, Jake was starting to forget some of the particulars of those intonations... When the fox pulled away and let him heal himself, those punctures still dribbling out blood, the wounds were not healing as well as they should have, leaving... well, wounds behind. Lennox apologized for not being able to heal them as he had done so in the past, because, well... with how much fun he was having it was best if he simply stepped back and let Jake take care of things himself. The fox had gotten used to how he behaved over the centuries, after all, and well... it was better to hew on the side of caution rather than accidentally lose control and kill him. He apologized, but that was the way that it was. What letting Jake handle things left behind, though, were deep gouges in his neck that he had to at least bandage in order to keep suspicious eyes away from. He was lucky that they only stayed in towns and cities for a few days.\n\nHe had to avoid his casual duties, of course. The wounds would bring questions, after all, were he to hang around townsfolk... and, well, he knew that people with more peaceful lives than his own were prone to talk. Gossip traveled faster than he might have wanted, too. No, even if it meant that he could not cure sickness or spread the words of his gods, it was better to protect himself and Lennox. Gods, even just the hint of a vampire in the countryside got superstitious people to cast suspicious eyes around from time to time, he... he could cause them to turn on each other! No, they were going to have to avoid any unnecessary risks.\n\nLennox was understanding enough to give him recovery days as they continued onwards, giving him a chance to rest up until he was ready to go. Even with that healing, the act of being drained repeatedly over a few days was such a physically intensive process. It would take him a while in between the final session of feeding the fox in a town or city and getting back on the road if he did not want to stumble his way there... but Lennox was patient. He even took him out to eat during the evenings every so often, joking to him about getting him ``seasoned'' for his next meal. Lennox had never exactly said what he tasted like... but it... hah, it must have been really good, considering how eager he got for bed these days. Sometimes he even skipped fucking him and told him to just get on the bed and bare his neck like ``the eager fang-whore that he was''. Somehow that got Jake as ragingly hard as if he had been propositioned to screw... and Lennox still occasionally came on him as he was feeding, anyways, so as long as he was happy... Oh hell, Jake was happy no matter what they were doing, just being by his side was enough to make him overjoyed.\n\nThey made more and more distance as the weeks of travel sped by. ``I?ll admit, it?s slower than I?m used to,'' the fox said one evening while they were out on a balcony. ``The scenic route?s more fun with you by my side.''\n\n``It?s such a shame that we?ll have to part soon,'' Jake said softly, looking up at the sky. ``I?d like to think that you?d find your journeys taking you back this way soon, but even then...''\n\n``It?s not enough, is it?'', Lennox asked as he jumped onto the ledge and kicked his feet over. ``You can?t get enough of me. How are you going to live your life when I turn the spigot off and return home?'' It... that was a joke, he was laughing. Jake laughed with him, even if they was a little bit of a harsh fluttery feeling in the back of his thoughts as he worked over the words. ``Don?t worry. I won?t be leaving you high and dry. I?m sure at some point I?ll come back this way. We could come up with some sort of a code phrase that would summon you.''\n\n``If I can find the time...'', Jake said softly, before he shook his head. ``No, no matter what I?m doing, I?ll make the time. You?re too important, you come first.''\n\n``You?re so sweet to me...'', the parasite said with a wistful little sigh, the both of them staring up into the night sky.\n\nSomething was happening as time went by. Jake was not sure what, not at first, but as he continued to heal himself, it became clearer and clearer... The blood would stop flowing and the wounds would start to close up, but soon enough it was taking a bit of extra effort over a few days to get them entirely sealed instead of just a day of recovering his spent energies. They remained open after an evening of being drained to the point where the bandages were necessary for more than disguising them... and soon enough, the wooziness was beginning to remain, even after a deep sleep and a hearty breakfast. Lennox would keep on drinking, of course, gods Jake would never ask him to stop his nightly feedings... It was only by the fox?s insistence that sometimes they would take a few days for a break so that the cat could rebuild the energy to travel. Increasingly, though, it was becoming clear that it was not a matter of him fudging the spell too much. Even on one of those days where the fox took a break from clinging to him and sinking into his neck, arms holding him in a lover?s embrace, it was becoming increasingly difficult to undo the damage that Lennox was doing to him... W-what was happening?\n\nHe started to pray for an answer from his gods, begging to explain why his magic was failing, and the message he got was... It was a mirror in his dreams, one that showcased him sleeping in bed as the days passed. One that showcased his neck, with scarring deep within that was beginning to be the only thing material on him as his form started to shimmer and blur. It was needy hands reaching out towards his body, desperately clawing at the bed. Fox claws gripped at his head from above, held him tight. His body was becoming more and more indistinct, practically looking like it was melting away... The only way that Jake could interpret it himself were two phrases, focused on that mirror that he had been seeing himself in the reflection of: ``You know why this is happening. Look on yourself.''\n\n``The gods are pissed at you,'' Lennox said, fuming, when he woke up from his slumber the next day and Jake desperately told him what was happening to him. ``They?re trying to cut you off from your magic that they gave you because they want you to stop being with me.'' The vampire had grown so trustworthy of him that he showed Jake where he slept during the day, a boarded up former store that he crawled through the window of early in the morning to escape the sun. ``They?re just like the people that run your temple,'' he said as he rose up from the gathered hay on the floor. ``They won?t make room for talk. They don?t understand that I?m trying to do something different from other vampires. They just see something that mocks life and want you away from it.'' If Jake wanted to, it would be the easiest thing in the world to stake him through the heart during the daytime and reduce him to little more than ash.\n\n``T-they?re more understanding than that!'', Jake sputtered out, not mad at him, not... mad at anyone. Honest! ``It can?t be that, I?ve told them in my prayers that you?re a good person.''\n\n``It?s not what they desire, though. Go on.'' The fox got on his feet and started stretching out. ``I?ll\n\nstop feeding from you for a few days and we?ll stay parted from each other. Go ahead and walk to the next city.''\n\n``W-We?re so close to where you said that you had to take your leave from me, though!'', Jake said, his heart starting to sink. ``You can?t just abandon me right now! We have so much time that we have to make good on.''\n\n``Your ?friends? don?t want me around. Go ahead. Keep living your life. Proving this point is important.'' Lennox reached out and hugged him, even if Jake was starting to feel his own breathing grow swift and he was starting to feel a greater fear than he had ever felt in his adventuring career. ``I promise I will be back before I leave. I am not going to just abandon you...'' He smooched the cat on the head. ``You?re too fun to plow.'' He knew it was supposed to make him laugh.... \n\nIt did not change the fact that Lennox was turning him away, though. The cat continued to pray to his gods that whole night, to beg them to reconsider, to think on the actions that Lennox had taken. He had not hurt Jake, not in any way that mattered. The fox was only drinking from a source that could provide, he needed it to be himself and not go into a blood-crazed rampage. They could understand someone that was trying to find redemption for themselves, or at least try to find a more pure way of living without killing others. Right?\n\nIt was with a heavy heart that Jake started the journey towards the last city that the two of them would be able to remain together in. Past that metropolis, it was a day?s journey towards where one of Lennox?s servants was awaiting to take him into what he suggested was the lap of luxury: silken pillows, blood when he craved it, fine clothing and comfort and security and safety. This was, in his terms, ``living itinerant with all those creature comforts traded for adventure, the chance to meet new people, the chance to take in the world as it is outside of my circle and see what?s changed over the last few decades... like apparently how clerics are more open-minded these days, hah.'' At night, Jake continued to beseech his gods before bed, asking them to understand where Lennox was coming from, to reward the fox for his behavior with... with himself, he needed someone who was a friend to guide him onto the path of righteousness. He let his wound heal along the way, kept his bandage on... \n\nministered to the sick and injured once he got to his destination. To hell with it, if they wanted to think that he was attacked by a vampire, so be it, he did not have a lot of time left to waste staying in bed waiting for his body to recover so he could put up a good image. \n\nHe did what Lennox had told him, tried to live as he was supposed to while waiting desperately for the fox to return... and he did, he could feel the spark of the divine beginning to flow freely enough that he gently reknit that injury, casting enough healing magic that in a few days he was able to remove the blemish to his flesh and return back to normal. The growing ability to him to cast as he should should have left him relieved... yet... The visions he had received during all this showed the same dream, again and again. The more he thought about it, the more the symbolism felt... needy. It was like they were not willing to let him go.\n\nIt was like they were jealous, and that... that was so petty. He began to ask them in his supplication what he had done wrong. What transgression was it that he was undertaking? They called him to protect life and be open and willing to let it flourish in unexpected places. Rewarding a vampire for limiting his feeding was protecting life in its own way. Was he a fool for doing as they taught, or was it just that he was somehow more forgiving than they were? He finished his prayer sessions with frowns, turning into bed and settling in with the gradual realization that they were showing him a side of himself that he had never seen before from them... They were being transactional. They were telling him how to live his life and that they would not allow him to do otherwise and were dangling what he could do over him like... like a treat, promising it to him if he came back and abandoned his own conclusions.\n\nBy the time that Lennox returned to him again, slipping into his room, the cat understood exactly what it was that they wanted. ``They want me,'' Jake fumed, ``and they don?t want you in the way of us. I don?t even think it?s that you?re a vampire, it?s just that you?re someone they don?t like in my life.''\n\n``What a surprise,'' the fox said, crossing his arms. ``The deities that want you to kill vampires also don?t want you to question that they have a blanket distrust of vampires and aren?t willing to change their ways.''\n\n``I don?t know what they see in you that?s so monstrous aside from the fact that you?re in a state between death and life and that you drink blood.'' There was a frustration that was building into something else, defiant and wild. ``It?s like they don?t get your intent at all, it?s so... it?s... It?s monstrous, they?re the ones being monstrous here!''\n\n``I thought the holy beings you serve only wish to aid the world.'' Lennox had a spiteful little grin on his face. ``It kind of sounds like they?re showing that they?re failing their promise to us all. Why would you ever want to worship them if they?re like this?''\n\n``I... they?ve never shown this side to me before,'' Jake muttered as he turned away for a moment and looked up at the heavens. Were they looking at him right now, ready to take his magic away from him the moment that he started to step out of line again? ``I?ve heard of clerics that turned to dark gods and were forced to replace their magic with that given by their new pantheon, but I never knew why... \n\nMaybe they were not cruel. Maybe they were just... different than what we serve.''\n\n``Maybe they need you more than you need them,'' Lennox offered. ``They have to work in miracles. You can just use your mind and your hands to make change.''\n\n``Yeah... Yeah!'' Jake turned back and pumped his fists. ``They?ve got me on a collar and leash \n\nthat I haven?t felt until now. This is... this is no way to live life. I have to be free, and that means... I...'' He looked down at his hands. ``I can?t rely on them telling me how to live my life. I can?t let myself be swayed back. They don?t want to have me around vampires, but what are they going to do if I am one? \n\nHuh? What then?''\n\nLennox looked... legitimately surprised at that, eyes widening with a pleased open smile on his face. ``G-goodness, eager! I haven?t had someone ask for me to do that to them in ages.'' The coolness started to gradually fade back into his face as he went on. ``Well, that?s something I only do for very special people in my life... and I know that you?ve gone above and beyond for me over the past two months, but I wouldn?t just turn any person.'' Jake would have expected him to be so cavalier about it, no. ``I need someone that?s committed to me before I share my essence with them and bring them to my level. I?ve heard too many horror stories of a vampire bringing another beloved mortal that they know into the fold and being betrayed and torn apart by them mere years down the line. I wouldn?t make you a thrall... I would want you to be on my level, for us to share eternity together, even if we eventually just end up as friends.'' That... Jake was having a lot of emotions stir through himself right now, but that was just making him well up a little bit. He was so romantic! ``I would need your full commitment.''\n\n``H-how?'', Jake asked. ``Just tell me how and I?ll do it, I promise, I just want to be free of these bastards. If the afterlife is ruled by them I expect them to be trying to control me there too, I can?t go to them.''\n\n``I?ll show you,'' Lennox said softly, with a big grin. That night, around one in the morning, the both of them ended up in a tower near the outskirts of town, an abandoned wizard?s sanctum that had been stripped bare of everything but a few ratty rugs and tapestries. Jake was splayed out on one of those rugs now, stripped nude except for a sheet underneath him. All his gear and holy items had been left behind in his room, as he would not need it anymore and it would be more dangerous than anything if he held onto it. It was just another part of letting go. Lennox was closing in above him, delight on his face, also nude... laying himself down over the cat like he wanted to completely envelop him. ``Now... I?m going to fuck you. The pleasure?ll help you cast away any doubts. This?ll be enjoyable, you?ll need this if you really want to make a clean break from the rest of your life and be mine. Do you understand?''\n\nThe feline?s member felt like it was threatening to push down through the carpet and start to groove into the wood beneath with how hard it was, sandwiched against his body and the sheet as he nodded. ``Y-yeah.'' He was standing on the precipice of something great, and Lennox was going to help him fly past the edge.\n\n``Just relax,'' the vampire breathed out, bringing his claws out and grasping tight on his shoulder as he got himself into place. ``You?ll know what to do when the time?s ready. I?m going to have to drain you entirely for this before you can take my own blood, you understand?'' Jake blushed and nodded. Every single drop. Every bit of him, given to Lennox. That... that was so right. ``Heh, I can feel your heart beating faster at that. You really do want this, don?t you?'' Jake nodded harder, his cheeks bright red, and then gasped as he felt something beginning to push between his cheeks, pressing to his tailhole, threatening to force its way in. It was clear to him that Lennox intended to push in hard, just from the angle, just from the dangerous rasp that he took on in his voice, the one that reminded him of how exactly his bullheaded order and superstitious citizens and the hateful gods above could be afraid of what they saw in him. They had an impression of what he was taken from flashes of other more loathsome creatures. That was no way to judge a person. ``I?m going to give, then, as much as you want, and I?m going to take as much as I crave.'' \n\nWith that, he thrust in, hard, practically punched his way in between those cheeks, and Jake sucked in a desperate gasp as the fox began to utterly and completely take him, the stone walls of the tower making sure that the both of their sharp grunts and yelps were hidden as Lennox took another push in after that, another, began to force himself in roughly in a way that had him yelling soon. He was doing nothing to be tender or to ease him into this fuck. Lennox was going in raw and with a reckless enthusiasm that he had shown in his feeding sessions in the past, pounding his hips forwards, thrusting like he was trying to split the cat in two, growling and biting on that ear, beginning to tug at it as he speared his way forwards. The cat?s eyes went hazy and pushed upwards past his lids as the discomfort of being forced into, stuffed full of dick so fast, joined with the blunt strikes of delight that trembled their way up through him from his walls and tailhole, felt like it coursed through his veins and out to his digits. It did not take long for him to be hooked on the pleasure of being stretched out, the delightful feeling of being utterly railed by all of that member. ``That?s it you fucking slut...'', Lennox grunted out, pumping himself into the cat?s rear, slipping himself further and further up the feline?s back as he increasingly docked himself in. ``You love it, you fucking l-love taking my shaft, don?t deny it, you love it so much that you?re going to be taking it for decades.''\n\nH-he was... Jake blushed desperately, panted out, whined forth as he clenched down, lust coursing through his brain. ``I f-fucking love your shaft!'' He was rewarded with Lennox raising up, slamming his head down against the floor with a paw to his skull, taking another hard thrust in and battering another inch or two in the cat?s passage, the both of them grunting through gritted teeth as hard flesh forced through tight tunnel, lit the feline?s body up like he was filled with will-o-whisps. \n\n``You f-fuck me better than anyone I?ve ever been with!''\n\n``That?s right!'', Lennox huffed out, grinding his face into the floor as he kept on pushing forwards. With every roll of the hips forwards, Jake felt more and more of that length being forced to fit into his tight hole, made to push the flesh to accept it, to work his walls out. His body fought against it, protested, practically radiated its frustration at being filled through him as there was a sore feeling that built with every push, but it was easy to shove to the side as he was shoved into, Jake?s bottom lip quivering as he was excavated, opened...\n\nCompletely sheathed into soon as that base smacked against him, as the fox did not waste a second before proceeding to pull back and thrust in now that he had found the limits of how far in he could go, Jake soon starting to feel the deepest recesses of his body getting drawn forwards with every push. The vampire humped and plowed into him with an intense pace, quickly starting to build up speed as he stayed crested on top of him, fucking him greedily, pushing in without questioning if Jake could take it. Not only could the cat handle it, though, at this point his tongue was flopping out of his mouth as every push smelted his mind more and more down into a lust-fucked and emptied design, scattered everything else but how good it felt to let the vampire use his rear with every strike into his form. Soon, the feline?s cock was starting to leak out onto the sheet beneath him as he felt the fox humping into him, that girth pulsing and pressing into his walls while it was shoved forwards like a hand growing to fit a glove or a glove being forced onto a hand that was far too large for it.\n\nThe fox above him continued to desperately push in as he began to give out little growls and grunts, gradually lowering himself down, straightening himself out on Jake?s back as if lining up would allow him to thrust and push harder, to really speed up as fast as he could... and to be fair, it felt like it worked. Soon enough, Jake felt like he was getting slotted into repeatedly as the vampire?s weight settled on him, every ram in shaking his body physically and mentally as it felt like Lennox was coursing lust straight through him, ensorcelling him with sexual thrill. The vampire was fucking in a way that made him feel larger than he was, repeatedly slamming forwards with a force that felt like it should not have belong to a lithe vulpine his size. Jake felt as if he was being targeted by a mind melter, his thoughts practically gushing out of his ears as the fox roared out into them. ``Reject your gods for me! Let go of them! You fucking want to do it, so do it for me!''\n\n``I don?t need them!'', Jake slurred out as the fox continued to hammer his backside, to plug himself in and make his body quake, fingers tensing into fists, toes curling, tail fritzing. ``They?re wworthless to me, nnnnnnfh!'' Once, he would have run screaming from anyone that had asked him to do this, that or smited them down depending on who they were. ``I?ll never give myself to them ever again!'' Now he was feeling himself pre at the thought as he was fucked into the floor by that shaft that felt like it was curving up into the end of his passage, starting to rub and press upwards into the top of his tunnel as Lennox threatened to touch to h-\n\nThere it was. Jake?s head bounced up against his grasp as he let out a desperate, pleased yowl, every nerve in his body screaming out with a kind of magic that he had experienced before in so many beds but never from a man that his gods disapproved of, never in such a transgressively wonderful way. He felt like he was about to melt down against the floor... up until Lennox aimed, pushed against it again, his dick twitching within him and setting Jake?s body wild, the feline slamming up against him in a way that he knew would never hurt the fox. He was too tough for that. The vulpine was perfect in a way that he would be soon.\n\nHe was getting increasingly jealous of all the things that he had, increasingly eager to gain them\n\nfor himself. Jake was eager to move faster than he ever had before, to climb walls so easily, to recuperate from pain just as effortlessly as magic allowed him to. This was no trade-off. It was an improvement. Soon, the both of them were going to be able to share a better life together. He could not wait. Jake needed him to climax so that he could start drinking from the cat. The feline started to push his hips back the best that he could, only to hear Lennox roar at him like some kind of angry beast and socket himself back in even harder, leaving him smacked down to the floor. The feline was stuck on a \n\nsingle track in his head though, dedicated to it. He would not stop.\n\nSoon, the both of them were desperately pushing against each other, coaxing each other to higher levels of excitement and thrill. Lennox may have still had his wits about him as he layered praise on the cat, telling him that he was a good slut and he deserved this for removing himself from the tyrants? control, but Jake was mostly gone at the moment, unable to come back down to the world while his thoughts were up in the clouds. The only tether that he had was the fox?s voice as he swore and gasped and kept praising him. Otherwise, Jake felt like he was practically floating on a cloud at the moment, pillowed by his own libido, his desperation palpable as the fox drew back to the bell-end and then slammed back in again and again, forcing the feline down even as he kept on pushing his ass back, offering it, and then getting it absolutely spiked back down again the wood. He kept going, practically locked into the motion, driving the both of them increasingly wild, pleasure surging through Jake?s form and coursing through him like an enchanted circuit within his being while the joy was tangible in every movement the fox made. Lennox?s breathing grew sharper and sharper... \n\nThen, he opened up and bellowed out his next command, the most important one of them all. ``Tell me who you belong to!'', Lennox screamed out, his sharp tones echoing through the room almost above the sound of his hips impacting against Jake?s, the both of them panting loud enough now that it was a struggle to get the words out.\n\nThe cat could still do it, though, for him. ``Y-you!'', Jake screamed out at the top of his lungs, his brain pushing him only to obey his most lurid thoughts... only to obey Lennox. ``You?re my everything! \n\nYou?re my new god!'' There was a sharp hiss to his side, and then...\n\nThe feline had not expected to feel those fangs suddenly push into his neck, to hear the snarl from the fox be buried in his own flesh, to be cut through with those fangs while he was pumped into at the same time, those hips still furiously bucking... following by the feeling of that shaft surging and throbbing within himself as Lennox started to swallow noisily, not holding anything back. The cat groaned out weakly as Lennox gulped hard, pulled deep from his veins, bit down and drew more blood out as those two points dug deeper holes into himself while Lennox grunted and snorted and huffffed hot breaths up against his face, squeezing his arms tight around his sides now. It almost felt like he was making sure that he was not going to get away from him while he bucked furiously, that heft getting increasingly wet within his passage as Lennox kept on shafting himself in, member pressing out into Jake?s hole. There was... there was nothing different about the way that Lennox was drinking from him this time, guzzling his blood down, wet gulps sounding off as he kept on pushing in. Jake had expected there to be some greater ferocity to his drinking this time.\n\nHe was just always like this, never holding back, taking Jake to the edge... except this time they were going to go over. The cat?s dick lightly twitched downstairs as he felt that familiar weakness beginning to creep through his body, settling into Lennox?s grip as he heard the loud PLLLPH PLLLLPH PLLLLHPH of his hips colliding with his own, walls starting to loosen a bit as he became just a hole for the fox. ``Y-you?re so fucking delicious...'', Lennox breathed out, Jake able to feel the blood practically pooling underneath him before the fox closed his snout again, drunk hard, made him feel like he was a potion getting chugged down. ``And you?re all mine, my friends would be so fucking jealous of me, nobody?s going to get to drink you like this ever again...'' Wet fur pressed against his neck, squeezed in close, that chest pushing against him as he felt more and more consolidated in against the fox?s body, like the parasite was practically trying to hug him into himself. That base kept on stretching his tailhole again and again, little snorts and yips escaping the fox?s snout as he bit down again, took no care in keeping to those previous holes. The feeling of punctured flesh and his passage being stretched was increasingly distant as a chill started to fade into the room, kept only at bay but just barely by the fuzzy white coat that he was swaddled in. He could feel himself getting increasingly numb from the extremities outward, but not fast enough that he was deadened to the feeling of that shaft thrusting it at rapid pace into his hole, passionately inserted in as the fox?s muffled cries bubbled out through his lifestream, that length starting to squeeze back against Lennox?s crotch... Then, with another loud GLLLLLLRPH that made Jake give out a strained little whimper, the first gush of hot wet seed cascaded through his innards, pushed in through him, left Lennox squeezing him tight enough that he felt like he was about to rupture before that hug faded as more cum spilled through the cat?s body. The vampire desperately inserted himself again and again as he climaxed, cream-filled him, orgasmed in him hard enough that Jake could feel the sticky fluid splurting down his cheeks as he kept on packing himself in deep. At the same time, it started to feel like he was having to take more thorough gulps, like he was pulling as much of Jake?s body as he could out of him, trying to divert the opening in that dam into his mouth, those swallows starting to slow as Lennox the cat?s body apparently let his mouth fill and then loudly swallowed hard, luxuriated in the bounty that the cat was giving him. Little by little, the cat?s body was drained increasingly dry, those claws holding him and tilting his head eventually so that Lennox could get as much out of him as he could. This was a kind of pulling that felt like a full-on extraction of as much as he could take from the cat, that flow becoming increasingly erratic, starting to draw thin before pulsing out again, washing outwards into that waiting mouth. Every time that flow increased, it felt like it was the last time that it was gonna happen...\n\nWhen he pulled away from Jake, it was with a fleck of spilling scarlet drops across the front of his neck.``T-that was the best fuck that I?ve had in twenty years, whore...'', Lennox groaned out as he rose, pulled himself out, his voice sounding so very distant as he grasped the cat by the shoulders and twisted him over. The world beyond the fox was blurry, indistinct, Jake?s opened veins lightly pulsing the smallest little dribbles of blood from his neck, practically the dregs of what was left from him as \n\nLennox rose, the front half of his muzzle absolutely covered in blood and soaked to the point that it was dripping scarlet, eyes carrying a predatory glint to it, that rasp tangible on his tones as he spoke. ``Worth it, so very worth it to get here...'' He started to bring his wrist up towards his mouth as Jake felt something under his chest starting to bump up against the flesh harder but slower, gradually beginning to lose its rhythm as his breath tightened in his throat. This was it, he was going to feed him some blood so they could complete his change as it was supposed to go... Crimson-colored drool splattered down from the fox?s mouth onto his wrist as he brought his fangs down towards his arm... and then stopped. Smiled wide. ``I think I hear something downstairs.'' That cum continued to splatter on Jake?s crotch as the vampire slowly turned his head to the ride, beaming wide.\n\n``W-wha...'', the cat managed to get out, starting to feel like he needed to pull in more air to breathe with every inhale. ``N-no...''\n\n``Oh, I have to go check on that...'', Lennox said, barely suppressing his laugh as he got up and started to walk off, some of his spent seed dribbling onto Jake?s face as he went from the wobble of his hard cock.\n\n``P-please...'', the cat forced out, barely able to speak at this point, the world getting increasingly blurry as he panicked over... over the fact that... no, he needed to drink from that wrist now, or else... Jake?s consciousness gradually faded as those last few seconds were spent in delirious terror waiting for the fox to come back, trying to make sense of why he was smiling and laughing, why any of this was funny, straining to hear for him and this mysterious intruder, wondering if Lennox was okay, realizing he was not coming back, he...\n\nWhen Jake awoke, though, Master was there for him. Master brought him a man to feed off of until he could think clearly again, and the blood splashed through his maw like a revitalizing stream of his magic... no, better than his magic, it made everything feel like it was coming to life, the world becoming vibrant, his dick rising and surging thrill through him the more that he drank. He had to be ripped off of the rabbit in front of him and nearly bit down on Master?s hand until he realized what he had almost done and begged for forgiveness, his fur starting to look like an increasingly washed-out shade of its usual grey, losing its luster as he stared up with thick and pronounced fangs at the fox. Master was so nice, though, he told Jake that everything was alright and he was not to blame. The vulpine held him close and pet over him as those fangs dribbled blood onto the fox?s white coat, a little thirsty growl escaping the cat as his mind continued to reknit itself.\n\nJake was pretty sure that he had never loved anything as much as he loved Master.\n\nThe collar and leash felt good around his neck as he was led into the three-story manor, scampering forwards on all fours and being dragged across the stone path when he could not catch up. A sullen-looking servant opened the door and gestured them on to a lavishly decorated sitting room, the windows covered in large curtains and the walls covered in portraits, where five other vampires were currently sitting around, their heads turning to Master... and then looking down at Jake at his side, the feline panting desperately at the delicious tang on the air. ``What the hells have you brought us here?'', the bull asked from the lounge he was sitting on, a freshly drained and half-alive sheep nestled on his lap, groaning, her wool stained through with her own life essences. ``I thought you didn?t make a habit of bringing your thralls in,'' the well-dressed and cravated black bovine inquired as he leaned back, red eyes staring over at Master, his fur the shade of old velour that had lost its luster. ``Don?t you have anywhere to hurtle this one at? I?m sure you have more problems to solve right now that you don?t need to personally get your hands dirty on, as much as you like lecturing us about ?thorough solutions?.''\n\n``You don?t understand. This isn?t any ordinary thrall.'' M-Master had so much praise for him... ``Jake, introduce yourself.'' The pale cat was nudged forwards with one of Master?s shoes, pushed on the ass and made to crawl forwards and then stand. ``Go on now.''\n\n``My name?s Jake!'', the fanged feline blurted out as he stared amongst Master?s... friends? ``I used to be a cleric and have a direct connection to the gods, but I?ve abandoned them now that Master is my master!'' Eyes widened, brows raised. ``I don?t care, Master is more important to me than anything! He takes care of me better than any of them!'' Another fox, this one a shade of orange that was like a peach, gave out a loud long whistle from where she was sitting. ``My heart, mind, and soul all belong to him! I give them to Master freely, his power?s the only power I could ever want!''\n\n``... You really enjoy playing with fire, don?t you Lennox?'', the rhino at the corner of the room asked. ``I?m surprised that he didn?t burn your face off the first time he met you.''\n\n``Gambles work out when you know a little bit ahead of time about what you?re gambling on,'' the white vulpine said as he stepped forwards and pet Jake on the head. ``And I knew that this cutie was going to be suuuuch a little whore for me that he wouldn?t want to lift a finger as soon as he saw me wiggle my ass around him a few times and tell him a few pretty words, isn?t that right?'' The cat nodded as he nuzzled up against that touch, groaning happily, big fangy smile and those large scars on his neck on display to the rest of the room. ``Isn?t that right, Jake?!'' It was! ``Who?s a whore of a thrall?'' He was!\n\n``Go on, who?s a total whore for Master?!''\n\n``I am!'', the cat said with a happy chirp, his cock already at full mast, another one of the vampires there giggling as he watched Master and Jake cuddle together, the lime-green snake bringing his claws up to his hand to cover the noise.\n\n``You?ve got him well-trained, golly,'' the other fox said from where she was sitting, staring across the room at him with... with delight, he was entertaining Master?s friends! ``I can see why you keep this thrall around as more than a status symbol, I?m not used to them being able to talk when blood?s flowing freely.''\n\n``Maybe we should all get clerics of our own,'' a large dull-brown and black Doberman said as he started to walk over, peering at Jake?s form, lifting his chin and tilting his head around. ``Something about their training must make it so that they?ve got a greater will post-turning, it seems like a useful quality.''\n\n``Do it, Clive, I?m sure that?ll go well for you and we won?t be scooping you into an urn by the end of next year,'' Master goaded him, and everyone started laughing at that while the dog blushed and turned his head away. Jake started laughing too, just because it felt right. ``Anyways, let?s get to business, shall we?''\n\n``Not with the thrall listening, it?s not his place,'' the bull said before dumping the sheep off of his laugh, the woman hitting the floor with a soft ``U-uhhhnnh...'' as he stood and started to walk off. \n\n``Make him go do laps around the house or something... no, have him finish this one off, I?m full.''\n\n``Good idea, neither of us have had anything yet,'' Master said before letting go of the leash. ``Go ahead. Have your fill.'' Everyone laughed as Jake practically sprinted across the room, pouncing onto the sheep and turning her around. He looked her over. There was not a lot left there, not after the bull had gotten done with her. Her heart was beating so weak, but... but there was still some blood in there. The bite mark was still wet.\n\nJake hissed in delight as the other vampires in the room began to take off, the sheep?s eyes barely able to focus on him as he started to bring his muzzle down. Master was so nice to him, and from the looks of it, his friends were going to be too. To think, he had ended up going down this path by pure chance! The cat could feel her stiffen up and give out a weak yelp as his fangs touched to her neck and punctured down into her flesh, his senses coming alive as more of that vibrant, wonderfully bright fluid began to splash onto his tongue, his mouth down and drinking greedily. He was the luckiest vampire in the world....\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Jake had never seen someone throw darts as fast as Lennox was, the fox flitting back and forth behind the long deceased Christophe Lussier, bypassing all the armored parts of the wrapped corpse as the husky wheezed, swinging the sword bound tight to his arm at the cat?s head as the hooded purpleand-white robbed grey feline continued to dodge those sword swings. ``Meddlesome wrrrretchesssss...'', the graveyard lord wheezed out, long-parched throat still able to keep an accent despite the centuries of undeath stacked onto the burial practice that had already absolutely drained his body of moisture. ``I have waited for eonsssss for this, eonsssss!'' The time had not been kind to those muscles, though he still carried a force of will to raise the dead around him to become his army, the vassals to a king that would work themselves to power at behest of his noble will... hence why he was a particular kind of undead. ``A mosquito and a gnat will not sssstop me now!''

``If I?m a mosquito, I?m one that carries a blood plague!'', the vulpine laughed as he threw more of those darts into Lussier?s back, the loud sizzling and godsawful stench of melting dried flesh carrying through the room as the acid that Lennox had shown the cleric three hours ago was delivered through those projectiles, burning through plating and wrappings and beginning to melt through bone and flesh. Jake was more than willing to let the fox mouth off at Lussier, more focused on keeping up the pattern... dodge, poke, dodge, poke, the feline was already picking up on the pattern that the mummified aristocrat had settled into while he was trying to kill Jake. The dried-out husky was either too enraged by the fact that the both of them had either stolen (in Lennox?s case) or purified and then smashed (in Jake?s case) several artifacts that contained his connections to the dark outer beings that had raised him, or the fog of undeath had trapped his previous alacritous mind in stasis. He would not have been the first corpse that Jake had come across that had been close to a golem in how it fought... and he was not going to look a gift decaying horse in the mouth as he continued to widen the holes that he was stabbing in between those plates and greaves, beginning to make leathery flesh and leather in turn dangle from his body. Soon enough, as he continued to launch that spear forwards, backing up through the room, sidestepping and piercing in before drawing out and doing it again, he could see shredded linen along with pieces of bone and muscle starting to fall out... He was also well-aware of a contingent of bodies covered completely in those wraps and in gleaming and colorful lacquered armor coming down the hall towards the fox.

``Lennox, watch your back!'', Jake yelled out, and the vulpine turned around, hissed, and drew out a rapier and a mace from his sides before lunging forwards at the incoming soldiers. That was the real threat here... If Jake had been by himself, Lussier would have overwhelmed him with the combination of obedient dead soldiers that had been collected from his final battlefield and entombed with him, dark magic sourced through the evil forces from beyond reality that he had pledged himself to, and those powerful sword swings that would have been able to cleave straight through his neck. The cat could handle two of those problems at once, but not all three, Lennox being able to pull at least some of that off of himself was a true life-saver at the moment. Speaking of, the husky was pulling his arm back again, as expected, and Jake took the initiative to stance up and prepare for the blast of necrotic energy to come right at his face. He waited a dangerously long time for the open palm to range up towards his face before ducking to the right, but it was what he needed to do if he did not want Lussier to simply just aim downwards after his dodge and blast a quickly decaying hole through his chest. The withered canine instead rocketed out a sharp purple discharge of arcane power into thin air with a loud WRRRRRRSHPPPH like a bunch of brittle paper crackling away all at once... and held his arm out for far too long, leaving him wide open to get stabbed through the elbow. Lussier screamed with the blow, staggered forwards, could not pull away in time before the grey striped cat carved the blade upwards and ruined that arm, left it hanging by literal threads as it was rendered useless.

``You... you... the amount of repair that I?ll have to make to that limb...'', Lussier hissed, already starting to swing with the other arm... Jake knew better to pierce into the open head and try to go for a killing blow on something that was already dead, but even as he bided his time he could see that something was starting to pour out of the mummified dog?s mouth... something that burned away the wrappings that pushed into the maw there and began to eat  away at his lower jaw. ``I?ll make sssure your head watchmllllfflllhhh...'' The entire bottom of Lussier?s face, along with the front of his throat, was melting away, and as it did the dog?s head began to droop forwards. There was another one of those blood-red darts buried deep into the back of his helmet, punched right through the metal and into the skull. Those swings got more erratic, more unfocused, as Lussier?s head turned back and forth around his chest, still spilling his acid onto his breastplate, his voice turning to gurgles as Jake sidestepped, watched the next swing go downwards and then proceeded to mirror the strike with his own polearm. One chop made sure that the greave was tilted downwards with the damage that he had just delivered on the wrist. Another upwards swing made sure that the hand fell off. With that anchoring element gone, the broadsword attached to the limb proceeded to slide forwards and clatter onto the ground.

With that, Jake proceeded to pierce into the lower limbs, sending Lussier clattering to the floor when he withdrew the polearm, before stabbing him through the back, pushing forth a gurgling scream from the graveyard lord. The cat held tight to the haft of his spear, pushed the curved blade down into his back, started praying to the gods of purification and the grave to aid him in sending a wayward soul on its path. Even with a destroyed face, the husky was still trying its best to do something... hurl insults, beg, threaten him? It did not matter. Jake focused on his prayer, tuned the world out as he held the spear?s handle with both paws, tilted his head downwards and focused on creating a channel through to the afterlife with that divine magic... The graveyard lord, sensing what was coming, started to let out louder and louder unintelligble vocalizations, but the world was miles away from Jake right now. Anyone could have killed the cat like this as he closed his eyes and focused on the words he was reciting, putting his full belief and attention to them. Faith was all about putting himself in harm?s way and trusting that he would come out of it, though, and it had taken him to places that few believed that he could ever come out of with his health still intact.

He had been told in the past that the moment that a soul was removed from the fell bindings that held it in its body was a brilliant thing, involving a flash of blue light emanating from the corpse like it had been struck with a bolt of lightning that was invisible up until it exploded outwards from the undead that he was purifying. The wailing of the soul being pulled from the body, though, followed by the dead stop of noise from the sanctified flesh... that was always audible. Jake stopped praying as soon as he heard that telltale cessation of sound, looking down at the splayed out and broken corpse, now the only noise coming from it being the bubbling and spattering of burning tissue... and nearby, down the hall that Lennox had launched himself into, Jake could hear the clatter of armor hitting tile floor. ``... Ahhh, you did it!'', the fox yelled out as he turned and came closer, his green cloak covered with cuts and tears, his leather pants and armor and the purple tunic underneath otherwise unharmed, Lennox giving him a big, sharp smile from the other side of the room. ``Perfect. We make a good team, you know!''

``That we do...'', Jake said as he looked down at the dead husky, now seeming so fragile without the animation that was propelling it. ``I?m surprised that you stuck around to make sure that we could stop the evil settling in this place instead of taking off with your prizes.''

``Did you think that just because I want to make a little bit of coin, I?m heartless?'' Lennox held his hands out in a shrug. ``C?mon now. I have a grasp of civic duty, and taking care of a man trying to rouse the dead into his own personal army keeps a lot of people alive.'' He went to stow his weapons away, clearly understanding just like Jake that with the graveyard lord now back in the grave where he belonged, the threat of the undead in the massive mausoleum was gone. ``I deserve to have some compensation for my hard work. You didn?t see all of the undead that I had to wade through to cross your path.''

``Uh huh,'' Jake said with a bit of a grin all his own, seeing straight through the vulpine?s explanation but... well, as a man of faith, he had learned years ago not to second-guess whatever aid was passed his way, especially when the aid he had been sent was responsible for saving his life. ``Bet you wouldn?t be willing to spare a little civic duty my way and pay me for a drink when we get back into town.'' The cleric had admittedly gone in here expecting that he would have to fight and dispatch a simple necromancer. Extremely bad misjudging of this situation was likely to have gotten him killed.

The feline had put down a few clerics in similar dungeons in the past, trapped within undeath. The price of making mistakes in these situations was decidedly clear.

``Hey, I didn?t forget about you pulling me back from that spike pit thirty minutes ago,'' Lennox said with a closed mouth smirk as he approached. ``I?m nice to my friends, and anyone that saves me from being staked through?s a friend. Come now, one round before we part and go our separate ways is clearly in my means.'' The vulpine went over to the defeated graveyard lord and pawed at his armor, lifting the breastplate, staring it over, and then dropping it like a hot stone, CLLLKHNK. ``The benefits about being judicial when it comes to where I choose to employ my talents? Lots and lots of coin.''

The nearest town was a day?s walk away, one that Lennox and Jake made on their own as the vulpine ranged ahead of the cat. When they met up at the local tavern, the fox was ready to greet the weary feline with a drink... and soon one drink turned to three, and then five, along with a spread of meats and cheeses and salted breads, and soon enough the cat found himself stumbling up towards the fox?s rented room, leaning on him and laughing. ``Y?know... and this is really important...'', the feline said with a pleased little groan as Lennox wrapped an arm around his side, getting his hand up underneath his robe and squeezing at where the purple thong underneath strapped across his thigh. ``My gods allow me to screw, mmmfh, all the time. None of them have anything in their teachings about, umm...'' Jake giggled softly and nuzzled up against the hot hot selfish jerk of a vulpine next to him. ``About having too much sex. One of them even encourages it, mmmh...'' His cock throbbed then and there as he remembered those teachings as if being told by the divines to go for it, or maybe just because he was really drunk. ``Encourage life, spread life, encourage the spreading of life... casually. Or is it casually encourage?'' Jake?s eyes fluttered softly as he continued to rub his temple into Lennox?s side. ``Heheee, I can?t say right now but the wording?s reaaaaaally important...'' Even if they were the same size, Lennox felt like... like an anchor right now, someone that the cat could just... hold close to that was steady and leading him somewhere he wanted to be. He could put his trust in the vulpine...

``I bet it is,'' the fox said as they turned into his room, the window covered up completely with

the room?s dresser and wadded up bedsheets over the top. ``Mmmmnh, it sounds... fascinating...'' It was clear to Jake that the vulpine was also drunk. Even if he was an anchor, he was also a stumbly one... the only reason that Jake could depend on him right now was that he was mostly keeping himself upright. ``Usually I wouldn?t be fucking holy men, I hope that?s not rude or anything, but you?re the exception to the rule...'' Lennox turned him around and put a sharp claw to Jake?s chin, lightly playing with his lip a little bit as he grinned and lightly pushed the cat back onto the bed, Jake not even resisting and letting himself flop on those uncovered cushions.

``N-nah, we can get...'' Jake hiccuped as he wriggled into the soft (so so sooooft) mattress and pillow, spreading his legs almost automatically before the vulpine flopped down next to him and began to pull his own pants down and the cat gave a little groan of recognition as he looked over at the vulpine?s crotch, held tight under a tight pair of what looked like silken breeches. ``W-what was I saying...?'', the feline stammered out as he understood exactly where some of the white furred fox?s particular coinage was going towards. Someone was dressing to impress, the fox?s shaft throbbing firmly against the front, filling out that middle part of his underwear in a way that looked intensely juicy and ready to be sucked down as it pulled against the tight fabric, his arousal outlined by it, the sheer slope curving down and showcased that rounded dome at the front of that full length. ``O-oh, yeah, ummm...'' Somehow he got the feeling that Lennox did want to have that cock worshiped, though, which was... mmmmh. Jake was nothing if not skilled at worshiping... ``We can get soooo preachy if we?re not good with our jobs, and that doesn?t... mmmmh...'' Jake reached down and grasped at his bulge in his pants, squeezed at it, groaned pleasantly as excitement and need went from a building pressure in him to growing steam under glass that was blowing hot and roiling underneath its confines. ``That doesn?t help anyone learn the messages that our gods want them to hear. I?m a good servant, I do what I have to to get others to believe...''

``I bet you can make me believe you?re good at giving dick...'', Lennox moaned out as he began to pull those undergarments off, letting his rod flop out and then wobble straight, his length surging up rigid as stone and tantalizing to Jake?s eyes. He wanted to touch over it, feel it pressed against his body, sense those throbs pushing against his stomach and paws... and truth be told, inside him, between his lips and tailhole, but that was going to be outside of what he was doing right now from the sound of it. ``Come, I?m so pent and ready, I haven?t had this kind of fun in weeks... I?ve been so busy hunting down that fucking moldering corpse...'' The cat could feel his own need twitching and pressing against his thong, urging him even while he was getting his robe and harness off of himself to try a change in position for once. ``Don?t leave me needing, Jake. Some hungers I can take care of by myself, but I need you for this...''

He... he could do something unfamiliar. The cat started to pull that tight purple thong off, feeling his arousal brushing past the material before slipping loose of it as he sat himself up, going for his thong and slipping it free from his body before moving to grasp at his stockings and pull them down and off of his body. He was not entirely new to the concept of sticking it into someone underneath him... Skilled at it, no, but he had the eagerness enough to sleep with this vulpine and make it work. Lennox at the moment was reaching to his own shaft and pumping it, keeping himself eager and ready as Jake finished getting those leg warmers off and then started to scoot over. The room was dark... but it was not dark enough for Jake to be able to see the way that the spread out fox was pushing his rear up a little bit, those cheeks squeezing and releasing, the little bit of tailhole that he could see clenching and relaxing... the two puncture marks on the thigh, deep wounds that were long healed over. ``Oh,'' Jake said gently as he reached out and touched at them. ``Oh, I?m sorry.'' The size of them suggested that his attacker had gone all the way in, with intent to turn or just completely drain him. ``You?re very lucky to have survived a vampire attack.''

``Well... thrived after, more like,'' the vulpine admitted as Jake looked up at his fangy smile. ``There?s a favor that I have to ask for.'' ... He had kept his distance somewhat from the cat when he grinned that wide, or at least Jake was too busy with fighting and dungeoneering or his perspective was hazed with drink to notice, but in the candlelight of the room it was a bit easier to see that they were longer than they should have been, even for a fox. ``You?ll forgive me, but it?s out of your usual wheelhouse, I?m sure.''

Jake immediately backed away towards the end of the bed and looked towards his spear, settled in the corner of the room. ``Wait, I don?t mean you or this town any harm,'' the fox said, and Jake knew that he was drunk because he found himself hesitating. ``Look at me.'' Jake shook his head. ``I will turn myself around if need be so that I can?t mesmerize you.''

``Do it, then,'' the cleric fumed out, and Jake could immediately hear shuffling and shifting around from nearby. ``... Say something.'' Vampires were clever, they had to be to not be turned on by entire towns and burned at the stake or torn apart in their graves. Those that were clever fell to Jake?s profession, and found themselves scoured by holy sunlight. Jake was considering calling some down on the tavern, bathing it in midnight shining rays of the brightest star, just for the betrayal.

``Is this better?'', the fox asked, and it was clear from his voice that he had a pillow over his muzzle. Jake turned back and saw that he was laid out on his front, his tight and well-curved rear on display as the cat stared him over. ``I?m going to take your silence as a yes. I don?t aim to lord dominion across this town or anything similar, I don?t wish to do anything but fuck you and... drink some of your blood.'' The cat had already been starting to wonder if this experience was meant to be an avenue towards the fox slaking his unholy thirst... ``I want it to be a good experience and not just take it from you, though. I?m thirsty... but I want to do it safely with you, because I feel as if we bonded in that mausoleum and I treat my drinking as something that I share with those that are close to me.''

``... Explain,'' Jake muttered out. The gods had been clear to him: they were not to be seen as tyrants. Tyrants were not worthy of worship, after all, they turned the people against them... and a people that were under the yoke of unlistening and uncaring gods who only demanded that the world be a certain way were a people that were likely to rebel and destroy places of worship, to forcibly scour the knowledge of the divine from the earth.

``I don?t feed off of individuals I don?t know, and I don?t do it with any person that simply fits my

taste.'' Jake was looking for any of Lennox?s attempts to twist his head around. ``I have to trust that they will allow me to do it, and they have to trust that I simply won?t drink them dry.'' He had heard that a vampire?s mesmerism showcased itself as a shift of the eyes... The moment that those pale blues went to deep crimson reds, the cat was ready to flip back off of the bed, hit the ground, and then go for his spear.

``I don?t trust you,'' Jake said, still feeling the haze of mead swirling around behind his gaze but sobered enough by the experience to think about what was happening.

``And yet I have to trust you,'' Lennox said with a bit of a laugh. ``I?m a person in need, Jake. My thirst is growing by the evening, and it will take a while for me to get to someone that that cares about me enough to bare my neck to them. I can only travel by night, you know.''

``You still got here before me,'' the cat muttered out.

``I went out of my way to stop a problem that could cause death to the people I care about,'' the fox said, his tone getting a little strained. ``If Lussier became more of an issue and raised enough bodies, those that I cared about would be more people for him to slaughter and raise. These would-be unliving warlords threaten a world that I have to make an existence in. Those artifacts that I took, by the way? Those are being sold off, I don?t intend to keep them.'' Jake was trying to think by the logic of a creature that existed to be a parasite off the living, and... from what he was saying, it did seem like he was telling the truth. There was no reason for him to lie... Why would he try to court a cleric into being drained instead of just fucking him and going to find some random person to mesmerize and have his sustenance off of? Why wait for him at the tavern, why even want to fuck him unless there was attraction there? What did he get off of being literal feet from a holy symbol unless he was going to act in a way that made sure that it would not be used on him?

There was also the fact that, umm... well, it was a pretty base thing to add into the mix, but the fox was intensely hot. Cute willowy body with a full ass and an impish personality, those were things that could not be disregarded. Jake held a lot of the power here, and his brain (as addled as it was) was telling him that this was a pretty safe position to be in. ``... You?ve gone quiet,'' Lennox said softly before his tail flicked back and forth against the bed. ``Are you considering it, then?'' He rolled his ass back with a soft little ``mrrrrph''. ``Have you ever wondered what it could be like? I assure you, we don?t have the chill of the grave around us.'' He could practically hear the smirk on Lennox?s voice as he spoke. ``I?ve been told that I?m taut, I clench well, and I have the best position for us to be in while we do this. If you let me, I?ll show you what I have in mind... and you won?t regret it. Not a bit.'' Listen to him, he practically knew what was going to happen at this point. ``You might not tell anyone from your order about this, but you?ll still touch yourself at night thinking about our experience. You?ll hold it close to your heart. I can hear it beating, you know.'' Jake did his best to try to hold back the gasp that escaped him. ``Tha-thump, tha-thump, tha-thump.''

``... You won?t drink from anyone else in this town,'' the cat said softly.

``I wouldn?t dream of it,'' the fox said. ``I want to drink from you, anyone else would be uncomfortable for me.''

``If you try to go all the way, I don?t n-need my spear or my focus to make sure that you absolutely regret trying to drain me.'' Jake could not even summon the anger anymore, not when he was stuck thinking about tight warmth squeezing on him.

Lennox gradually curled around and spread his legs out. ``Of course not,'' the fox said with a smile. ``I wouldn?t want the competition, or to have another cleric come after me because I made some bloodthirsty thrall at the last place I stayed. Theeere we go, come over here...'' Jake was already crawling forwards now, feeling his bobbing and tensing dick tracing across the sheets as he got nestled in and felt Lennox beginning to wrap his arms and legs around his body, pulling the feline down and into a tight hug, nestling himself against the cat?s neck... without biting. ``I?m not going to drink yet, I need you to be strong for me for a while.'' Those hips pressed up, pushed against Jake?s member, made sure that his cockhead was beginning to press and groove up against those wrinkled muscles. ``Strong pushes, firm grip on me, quick thrusts. That?s what I want, can you give me that?'' Jake nodded with a soft huff and pushed forwards as if to emphasize the gesture, shuddering as he felt the way that the flesh he was contacting against curled inwards in response to the press, lightly massaging and brushing against the tip of his shaft. ``Mmmmmmh, gooooood...''

Just the way that he sighed that out, it... he... Jake began to push forwards, working out a ``Ooooh...'' from Lennox as he began to press into the friction holding him back, the fox?s body doing its best to keep him from inserting. R-right, they had not warmed up before this, but... but he was undead, right? He could withstand this well enough... The cat blushed harder at the horny shame of what he was doing. Anyone he explained this to would... well, n-no, they would not understand, but this was worth it, h-hhhhnh, the feeling of that muscle starting to slowly but surely give, smooth unfurred skin rolling across the tip of his length and coaxing him to go deeper, to really start to spread that feeling across his head and further. Oh god, the thought of what it had to feel like if he went further was just so damn encouraging... Jake grunted and continued to grind himself in, heard the fox give a pleased groan that turned into a hiss as he slipped himself through bit by bit, felt that present that he was being given unwrapping around himself. ``T-tiiiiiiiiight... nnnnfh, it feels so tight in there, huh?'', Lennox panted out, and Jake sighed and nodded desperately as he pushed himself forwards, gradually forced himself into that hole, felt the heat that he had been promised increasingly radiate its way outwards onto the front of his shaft, lost all intention of doing anything but sheathing himself deep in the vampire?s ass. That tightness was transitioning from something that was gradually working its way loose of him aside from the occasional grip down as Lennox gave out another gasp and his muscles quivered around the cat?s arousal to something that was now pulling down and relaxing with his breathing (or simulated breathing), the fox?s innards starting to catch onto Jake?s cockhead and milk at it. It was as much of an invitation as anything else, one more reason why Jake needed to press himself in and feel Lennox squirm and writhe around under his grip, paws clenching on his back as the cat began to lightly buck forwards. When was the last time that Jake had been with someone himself? The past few weeks he had been knee deep in the dead and desperately trying to stop zombies and wights from wreaking vengeance on the living or attempting to fulfill unceasing hungers. It was about time he one of the dead repaid him for his services putting down their more unruly cousins.

His libido began to thrum with the knowledge that, yes, he was feeling needy as he started to build up speed, not throwing his all into things just yet, just... using the way that he was opening up that fox?s rear as Lennox squeezed tight to him and breathed out a ``O-oh gods, that?s it, firmer, we?re getting there...'' like he needed to lead the cat deeper into this. Jake d-did not mind, if anything it was kinda hot to hear how his holy lance penetrating into Lennox?s backside was pushing the fox into deeper states of arousal, how desperate the vampire needed him to fill his hole. The feline huffed a breath out and gripped his arms around the fox?s back, pushed his knees forwards, bent him downwards into the mattress, kept up the speed and gradually felt tight crevices beginning to loosen around his pushes as that pucker opened up to the first two inches of his length. Jake rocked his hips back and forth and felt his face scrunch up as Lennox responded by squeezing down on him, like his body desperately not just wanted his blood but as much jizz as the cat could pour into that hole. Well, there was one fluid that Jake did not have any reservations about giving the vampire... The feline could feel that tail brush up against his legs as he kept on pushing into that hole and received the rewards. When Lennox squeezed down on him, flesh rolled and worked around his length, stroked and massaged at his sensitive heft in a way that beat pumping himself off with his hand in his bedroll any day. It was so thorough, it gripped and kneaded and rolled across him, and the heat just felt like it was heightening every sensation... and at the same time, he was pushing into it, rolling past it, making sure that those sensations elongated out, pressed just that little bit forwards more at its end onto untouched flesh. The more that he thrust forwards, the better it felt. The further he pushed in, the more that Lennox squeezed on him, the higher that that voice got, the more that he was nuzzling in against the cat?s neck... fangs starting to lightly prod and rake at him...

At first he startled a bit, almost pulled away at the feeling of those points rolling against his skin, survival instinct taking over... He forced himself to settle down, to focus on the squeeze between Lennox?s legs, spread himself over the fox, and managed to get himself to just a tensing as those fangs touched down against his neck, hot breath on his jugular making him wonder when they would go further. That tension lingered even as he pumped himself in, pushed into that tightening grip, felt the way Lennox?s arms wrapped around him and pressed him down so very greedily. Eventually, there started to be a little twinge from the feeling of brushing up against that bite, edging towards it...

teetering on the brink of those jaws chomping down, a little electric thrill cascading from that point down his spine and joining with the arousal that grew with every press in, every caress of those walls against his length. They had made it clear to him during his training that a vampire?s bite could put someone in an intensely dangerous position, that the rapid loss of blood made it more and more difficult to struggle against that undead predator once they started drinking. Jake breathed hard as he started to speed up at the thought, hips beginning to smack in forcefully against the fox?s backside, a ``H-hhhnnnh!'' working out of the vulpine as he was filled and stretched by the cat?s cock as he began to find his groove, the drunken cat smiling wider as his cheeks grew scarlet with a flush of heat. The moment that Lennox chose to start getting his fill of him, Jake would rapidly start to become his to do with whatever he wanted. It really was a matter of trust, but also... submission. Their positions would change pretty rapidly at that point, right? Lennox would have all the control here, and he...

Jake would be helpless to whatever he wanted to do. The cat trembled desperately as he stuffed himself into that backside, began to feel pert cheeks mooshing up against his hips further and further, traced out the interior of Lennox?s body with his pushes, felt the way that those tight gripping contours were squeezing in closer. The space between them was closing with every push, making sure that it was getting easier to buck in and keep up that pace even as that grip was closing in more, Jake moving from thrusting forwards to jamming himself in repeatedly, eyes clenched tight as he worked through the tightness and got his hilt increasingly closer to that spreading hole. Soon enough, he was vocalizing with every press, a ``Hnnnfh, nnnnh, nnnnnh!''escaping him in time with his pushes as he planted himself deeper, felt his shaft pulse and throb within the confines of that tunnel that seemed to be narrowing onto him enough that it was like he was being funneled forwards. Everything about Lennox and his body felt like it wanted him in. His passage was letting him drive in deeper and pushing him to put in more effort, more force, he was gripping on for dear life... N-nnnnfh, those thighs were rubbing against his hips, practically butterflying his legs out before pressing back down again, making those walls press in tighter as he whispered in the cat?s ear. ``Fuck me like you?re trying to stake me with it, lover.''

Something about that statement just... h-hhhhnfh, Jake pulled back and then with the next push, THWCKH, the both of them groaned out as he slammed that hilt in and the both of them were hit with an utter explosion of pleasure, Jake pressing forwards and trying to force himself in even further as he found himself grinding against that opened entrance, shoved deep into the urge of topping the fox. When he could go no further, his length twitching within, his cockhead thumping against the top of that capacious tunnel, he pulled back to the tip once more and started to thump inwards, breathing out hard as he began to batter the vulpine?s rear, letting his lust guide him, losing all sense of taking things slow or tender as he reminded himself that he was fucking a member of the undead. ``H-hhhnnnnfh!'' More sturdy, right?

The bed began to creak beneath them as Jake?s pushes began to travel Lennox across its surface, threatened to begin to bump his ears up against the wall before Jake put his hands down on the vulpine?s shoulders, anchored them both down to the mattress, made sure that he could line himself up with the hole and keep on utterly hammering that excitement into them both. At this point, it was impossible to think about the threats or downsides of fucking a vampire when the vampire could make him feel this good, his arousal thrumming through him with every push, rolling through his senses like a collection of strings on a lute being played over and over again in a repeated set of notes that never got boring, that seemed to be only more beautiful with each repetition. He wanted to keep hearing them play through his body, a constant enchanted harmony that rolled up from his pushes out through his senses that were occasionally highlighted by the feeling of those fangs at his neck again, the roiling and shaking hisses of a fox that apparently had to barely restrain himself from enjoying his throat too early. It was a reminder of what was coming that he was almost starting to quiver at in excitement, tension rushing through him and leaving a delightful little thrill pushing through him that made his tail raise, the hair on the back of his neck stand up, nailed home that much more that he was... he was playing with fire, but the risk was exhilarating in its own way. Like a beast of burden pushed harder faster when it felt the lash along its back, Lennox was pushing him through sheer coaxing and teasing towards the climax, so that... so that the moment he released was the moment that he would be bitten. Jake let out a pleased little groan as he recognized that, a shiver pushing through him as he recognized that, his hips still slamming into the fox?s body, the fuzzy undead underneath him cooing needily in his pointed ear. Waiting while he was still useful, and not a second less to start taking that other essence from him, oh gods, that was so devious in the best possible way.

It was fresh on his mind as he felt himself throb and start to splash out fluid into those innards, heavy sack beginning to pour forth the first few splashes of that precum into the fox?s tailhole, pulsing forwards as Lennox moaned and pushed his ass back, desperately offered that passage to the cleric and threw his head back into the pillow with a desperate lilting high-pitched whine as he pushed up. That tight rear was deceptively capacious, considering that the cat had not yet felt himself running out of room to push into despite the fact that he was bottoming out within that hole. He felt himself straining against it but running out of flesh to stuff in there, but he was not running out of enthusiasm to utterly plug the fox. That did not stop the both of them from trying to smear as much of that precream into Lennox?s hole as they could, Jake soon starting to feel the tip of his shaft absolutely spilling out his need into his pushes as he swelled and rubbed up against those walls, claws digging into his back as he put in enough force to slam those hips down into the mattress. The creaking was getting louder as the two of them desperately fucked, Jake hitting that hilt and reaping the rewards practically every two or so seconds at this point. He knew what he was aiming for. Lennox wanted to make sure he did not slow down. The cat was going to give him exactly what both of them wanted, his libido pulsing like a wild flame within him, growing brighter and more violent by the second as that updraft fed it, his heart feeling like it was practically running miles in his chest as he threw his all into screwing the fox. He had the stamina for this, the kind of repeated plowing and rocking that would make sure that Lennox?s innards were constantly being pumped through by heavy shaft, rigid and absolutely steel stiff, and he was aiming to make the breathless creature run out of breath as he had his fun, burning that fire brighter...

``Y-you?re slowing down, don?t slow down, keep pushing!'', Lennox yelled out, and Jake did not understand what the hells he was saying, not until he rocked forwards hard enough to force a grunt out of himself and another pleased snarl followed by a more typical yip out of the fox. ``T-there, better, yesssss!'' L-little monster was attempting to get him to push harder, coaxing him... p-playing him like he was some... some fool, he would... Jake?s thoughts blurred into a tinge of frustration but more disbelief and arousal as he started kept his energy and force at that level, thwacking himself up to the hilt again and again, colliding into him with all the force that he could bring to bear, letting go and placing his paws on the wall, continuing to sheath himself into that fox as fast as he possibly could. Soon enough, Lennox?s head and back were against the surface behind him as the feline continued to pump himself in, feeling himself losing all train of thought for a few minutes as he planted himself into that hole and increasingly felt it getting wetter. ``H-how long did you want this?! You?re so moist...!'', Lennox breathed out, and the cat let out another strained little ``Hhhhhnnnfh!'' as the vulpine held to him, Jake?s cock tensing and stroking itself across the top of the fox?s innards as his member incessantly pulsed and made sure that the fox was no liar, lubricating that hole so that every shove in was so easy. ``I-I bet you were so turned on by me flitting round in that mausoleum, I?m surprised that the sight of my ass wobbling around as I moved in there didn?t distract you so much that you got hurt.'' It was... It was so plush down there, so welcoming, the flames were roaring inside of Jake as the cat?s cheeks burned almost as hot as the candles nearby. ``Bet all I needed to do was d-drop my pants and you would have overlooked that I was a v-vampire even then.'' Those legs squeezed closed around Jake?s cock, made that funnel even more like a track to follow towards absolute bursts of pleasure, a renewing source of excitement, those words bouncing around in his head as he trembled with excitement. ``Pprobably would have forgotten all about your duties to press me down on the cold hard f-floor and, nnnnfh, ``slay'' me. That would have been fun, that primal desperate sex then and there, cold stone pressing up against my shoulderblades, your ass bouncing in the air...'' It felt like every word that Lennox said was working Jake into a more frantic mindset, his breathing getting harder as his thoughts were screaming at him to keep going, h-hhnnnfh...! ``You wouldn?t be able to stop yourself, you were always going to fuck me no matter where you found me, whatever I was doing, say it.'' The fox was now back at his neck, rasping it out with delight, his voice dropping into a rattling and predatory tone.

``Say you?re a slut for me, say that you?re a slut, you want to, give in, say it, tell me it, do it, do it right

now.''

He was squeezing on him, Jake?s heart was skipping a beat, his cock was aching so bad, he could not stop, he needed t- ``I?m a slut for you!'', the cat moaned out, hearing his voice go high-pitched as something in him shot towards the sky, that flame exploding, his cock beginning to gout out that first shot of cream, pleasure going off like a fireball through him, Lennox snarling and coming in close. There was a blossom of pain in Jake?s neck, sharp and diving in deep, mingling with the overwhelming delight, followed by a pleased moan and the feeling of something wet trickling down his neck and shoulder and chest... but it was hard to focus on it when he was still thrusting, still pushing his cock in. He could not stop himself, his orgasm was taking control, he had to keep following that pleasure through, especially as it soared to greater and greater heights, even as he could feel those lips purse to his neck and cut off the flow of blood that had now stained the front of his neck and pushed down his chest, an awful parody of a kiss that was joined by the fox loudly suckling and gulping at his jugular. It was, he... he was deliriously horny at the moment, every pulse of his cream expelling out of his hard-on as it was stuffed into the fox?s ass coming with another wave of pleasure pushing through his form... and mingling with the feeling of Lennox gulping more of his blood down. It sounded like he was moaning more now than any other point of the sex, the fox rocking his hips and grinding both his cock against Jake?s front and his tailhole down to that base, his voice wet as he squeezed at the cat possessively in a way that said... Jake was his. The cat?s eyes fluttered in his head as the fox took another drink, the next gulp sending him into his own orgasm as the thought bounced around in the cat?s head, that next push hesitating even as Jake got incredibly flustered ruminating on it. Claimed by the vampire. His source of feeding. Gulp. His choice of sustenance. Glllrph. His chosen host to latch onto for the night. Ggggllllph, mmmmhhhh, that dick splattered Lennox?s essence over his belly, Jake beginning to increasingly slow down as he rolled over onto his back and splayed out, Lennox crawling on top of him. Glllph, gglllph, that head nuzzled in tighter, gllprh, the energy felt like it was just dropping out of his hips as he stopped pushing forwards, Lennox excitedly pulling off of him, still cumming as if this was... as if this was just part of the sex. Jake let out a woozy moan, the corners of his vision starting to go a little hazy as Lennox pulled back, let out an excited and needy little yip, dove back down and kissed him on the neck once more.

Then, the fox began to pull back and lap at him. Jake got the bizarre mental image of someone cleaning off the inside of a bowl as the fox kept on licking... As the vampire stayed at it, though, Jake could feel the flow starting to quickly taper off, less like he was running out of fluids to give and more like the holes there were closing up as the cat laid there with a groan, his cock continuing to lightly sputter out onto his crotch, his body feeling intensely heavy with his muscles limp and useless. ``There. Like I said, I?m not going to kill you.'' Lennox reached over and ran his claws along the side of Jake?s face. ``I don?t particularly need to sleep at the moment, so I think I?ll just linger here until daybre-''

Jake was not even sure when the world faded, only that the next day he woke up incredibly parched and with the front of his fur dried and covered in semen. He grunted and leaned over, winced at the aching feeling in his neck, reached up and felt himself over. No bite wound left... Clearly, whatever the fox had done to him at the end had been enough to clean and close the holes that had been punctured there. ... Was that why it was so tough to find a vampire?s victims unless they had been drained dry or were close to death? The temples had missed that in their teachings... and know-how, it

seemed. Hmmm.

There was a note on the side of the bed that Jake took a look at after he had gotten dressed and cleaned himself off in the stalls outside, taking care not to show anyone the coating of released essences and semen across his front. ``Jake,'' it started. ``I am not sure how you feel about the evening we spent, but your moans and the way that you were begging for more in your sleep seemed to suggest that you had a wonderful time despite your oath.'' The cat blushed furiously as he read that, it had been incredible, but to want more even as he rested...? ``I am prepared for you to hunt me down now that your mind is clear and you may have had some time to think about it. If need be, I can put great distance between you and myself, so the only place you can catch me from now on is in your memories. I?m sure that the mark I?ve left on you runs deeper than any scars that you might carry.'' G-god... He was really self-assured, huh? He... kinda had a right to be, considering. ``Perhaps we?ll see each other again in the future. Try not to age too much before I run into you once more. My good looks will never fade, yours might. Take care of yourself, Lennox.''

He... he probably needed to burn this, right? Remove the evidence of what had happened here? At the very least he was not going to tell the temple about what he had done with a vampire... In fact, he was going to be leaving out the fact that Lennox had helped him kill Lussier in the first place. The fox had gotten the loot, but Jake would keep the glory. The cat looked back down to the note and sucked in a breath... and then, after a reread, reached down and fished his cock out of his pants, blushing furiously as he pumped himself off while going over the words. He still had the room until midday, after all...

The feline could not actually bring himself to get rid of that missive after all, nestling it in one of his pouches and hiding it away as he made his travels over to a larger city where he could inform his temple of the evil that he had destroyed and await further instructions on where he was needed next, what horrible monster that he had to fell. That note was like... like a memory etched in ink that he could relive when he went over the words again. Usually, after rereading it, he got stuck on a different element of that evening... the reveal and the way that he was coaxed to fuck the vampire, the way that he now realized that he was being manipulated into throwing himself into the sex, pushed to hump himself in deep... N-nnnnh, the feeling of being buried inside of that clenching tailhole was a pretty big anchor of his fantasies these days, too. It felt like whenever he wanted to stroke himself off and leave some stains on the floor of whatever room in he was stuck in or on the ground underneath his tent, letting his moans push out into the forest around him, his thoughts started to turn back to that vampire. He was next to him, behind him, fangs at his neck, whispering at him to keep pumping to him, of course he was still horny for Lennox. Why would he want to masturbate to anything else at the moment when the thoughts of that night were still so fresh? He was lucky to have met the fox, to have that white-furred charmer come into his life and pull the seed and blood right out of him...

There was... t-that moment, too. Hnnnnfh, whenever Jake started thinking about Lennox biting down into his throat and starting to drink his blood down he could feel himself starting to get all flustered and stiff again at the thought of... of being taken control of like that, utterly used. There was something that he could not get off of when he thought about those fangs sinking in and Lennox just... pulling that fluid that kept him going from his body, the sheer amount of control that he extended over the cat in that moment, the feeling of his body getting weaker and being increasingly at his mercy. He must have had so much self-control. The noises that Lennox was making suggested a greediness for his blood that he held back from entirely taking over, which meant that... mmmmfh, Lennox had found him delicious. He seemed to have his particular favorites... others that he circled back to when he needed his fill, people that were better than any other potentials that he could drink off of. How did Jake stack up against them?

Wondering what his blood tasted like was enough to start to get him aroused soon. He had to keep his mind from wandering at times, as he thought about being fed, upon again to avoid getting pointed out at in bars and hearing snickering from behind his back and catch people out of the corners of his vision pointing towards his thong as it started to tent out. Did Lennox have different flavors that he liked, or was blood just one singular flavor and he was looking for quality? Did that mean that Jake was in some kind of upper echelon of people to feed off of? He could not help himself when he pumped off now. ``I-I?m such a slut for you, I?m a slut for you,'' he groaned out at the peak of his arousal, even when he knew that the walls were thin and others would be hearing him.

He could not deny himself; he was obsessed. Obsession would pass, though. Everything got out of his system eventually, usually by the way that he was so stuck on right now. Enough cumshots and eventually he would get bored and move onto something else in his fantasies. Jake eventually made it to the nearest city and sent off his missive to his temple, letting them know what he (and he alone) had done. Sticking around for a few days afterwards, the cat waited patiently... and then, he received his next orders along with a bundle of gold to help him see them out. ``Wait patiently in place and allow others to come to you in order to spread the faith. Be amongst the people. More instructions will follow.''

With that, the cat did what he was told and held his position. This had been something that happened from time to time, being asked to remain somewhere and expect his superiors at the temple to find a problem that he needed to go and shut down. He was sure that soon enough they would see some evil that was threatening the people of the world and he would be journeying once more to put it back into its grave. Sometimes they even paired him with other adventurers to take care of these issues. For the moment, though, Jake simply enjoyed the break from a rough life, began to sleep in more often and stay up later, and simply let the days while away while he recovered from his hard work. Occasionally he would go out, mingle amongst the people in the city, heal those who were suffering from workrelated injuries, see to the superstitions of those around him, clear up misteachings and help others with their worries about the other side. Mostly, though, it was just living life and killing time instead of zombies. Hahah, what kind of food did the herbalists say made the heart pump easier? Fish? Oh, he loved fish, there was no real reason he needed to know that, in fact, it was just something he asked out of curiosity, hahah.

The first time he noticed a fluffy white tail during the day, he did a double-take and then made fun of himself for thinking that it was Lennox. Seeing a vampire during the daytime? Goodness, he needed to get a grip on himself, he was following fluffy white cats dogs thinking that they were a vampire that he had a one night stand. Why the hell was he being so needy? He probably needed to find an orgy or something to throw himself into just to get the thought out of his head.

The second time he saw that fluff flitting around in a crowd, it was at a bazaar at night, and it was on a nearly nude white fox who was coaxing and teasing a rabbit into following him, hand underneath his jaw, a big smile on both of their faces, the fox with that familiar closed-mouth smirk as he teased at him. Jake startled. No, that... it was. It really was! ``L-Lennox!'', he yelled out, running through the crowd towards him and the rabbit, the fox getting a delighted look on his face as he turned and saw the cat coming closer. ``Oh my gods, how did we find each other here? I thought you said you were going to be... I... I don?t know, far off!''

``Oh, that was my full intention...'', the fox said, still stroking at the rabbit?s bottom jaw with his eyes and body turned completely towards the cat. ``You know the kind of life I lead, though. Something came up that I had to deal with... and I suppose it was good fortune that I had to stray from my regular path. What are you doing here?''

``That doesn?t matter,'' Jake said, tail waving slowly behind him. ``Just... just, I?m happy that I got a chance to see you again, I?ve been thinking of you ever since we went on our separate paths.''

``Quincey, this is Jake, a cleric of several gods of life,'' Lennox explained as he turned back to the rabbit who was staring back at him with an excited and expectant look. ``Did you know that he told me that his vows allow him to have sex? Do you know a lot of clerics that are allowed to fuck to their hearts? content?''

``O-only those who worship gods of revelry and beauty!'', the lithe brown and cream-furred bunny giggled out. ``That?s really interesting!''

``I?m sure he can tell you all about it while we stroll together, come on Jake...'', Lennox said softly as he put his arms around both of their shoulders, working a gleeful little whine out of both of them. He wondered if this was what Lennox meant by another one of his hosts... but from the way that he was speaking, the look that Lennox gave Jake when he was a bit too casual about what he did at nights, the way that he avoided generally talking about food whenever Quincey mentioned wanting something from one of the stands and offered to buy the fox a snack, no. No, this was just some guy that Lennox was planning on sleeping with for the evening.

That was never more clear as the fox led them both down into an alleyway further away from the bazaar. It was late at night at this point, in an area full of housing with shuttered windows and the lights within darkened. ``My friend wants to have some fun with you, I think,'' the fox purred out towards the rabbit as he shoved him forwards. ``You wouldn?t want to disappoint him, would you? Get those pants off.'' Quincey seemed to be believing this completely as Jake wondered what was going on before the fox started to walk towards Jake with another impish, knowing smirk. ``Get rid of him for me, suck the horny lapine off,'' the fox whispered in his ear, and... though it was callous, it was callous in his favor. ``I want you, not him.'' Before Jake knew it, he was down on his knees and rocking his head forwards on the rabbit?s shaft, purring loudly as he enjoyed the taste of that dong pressing out onto his tongue, blossoming larger and filling up the space between his jaws as he tongued and delicately pursed his lips around that heft, pushing downwards towards the base. Well, Jake was horny... and it was not like providing ministrations to those faithful to the gods was out of his usual wheelhouse. Maybe he was a bit more forwards with these things than other clerics of his faith, but one of those gods in particular had to be happy with how he tended to potential supplicants. Besides, every suck and pull of that length in his maw was increasingly making him stiff and desperate in his own thong, his arousal gradually flourishing and getting heavy inside the fabric as he pushed himself down to the rabbit?s fuzzy crotch and took thick gulps on that girth, deep-throated it down with expert pushes. The cat had to wonder how well Quincey had been worked up by Lennox as he kept on lapping at the rabbit?s shaft, pulling his tongue back in slow lolls, rolling it up towards the tip over and over again with a soft purr, feeling the way that it spilled its precum down his throat. Maybe he was just really enjoying his suckling as he continued to slowly tease at him, feeling the way that his member trembled within his mouth and on the tip of his tongue as he drew more fluid out of Quincey, but he had a feeling that Lennox had gotten some time to really fluster and coax Quincey?s libido to be primed and ready. ``Look at you two, enjoying each other?s bodies for my benefit,'' Lennox groaned out from nearby, rubbing at his own crotch, pressing against the dark brown leather leggings that he had on and giving a soft grunt. ``Such an incredibly alluring sight for me, you?re such good boys...'' T-the cat was...

Jake was being a slut for him, just like he said that the cat was. The cleric reached down and grasped and massaged at his own boner in his thong, feeling the material squeezing almost skin-tight around the length as he groped at himself and shuddered hard, luxuriating in the bubbly little feelings that he got from doing what the fox wanted of him. Quincey gave out a desperate little groan and proceeding to grasp the cat by the back of the head and proceeding to push himself down hard in between his legs, thick lapine thighs helping to frame those pushes as Quincey fucked him like his throat was bottomless and stretched like a stocking. Lennox had coaxed him to batter himself in and make that shaft feel twice its size with how hard it was bouncing down Jake?s throat, the rabbit fucking like it was going to be the only chance he would get to climax for months, sharp breaths escaping him as those hips hammered up against Jake?s face, punched into the front of his snout and enjoyed himself. He could not look up and see the bunny?s expression as he went wild on his mouth, leaned forwards, practically mounted his face and continued to bounce against it, but he had to assume that Quincey was making the cutest most blissed-out expressions...

When he finally did climax, Jake was almost a little bit relieved, that fluid sludging down his throat coming with the most lurid groan possible as the rabbit did not hold himself back, keeping himself up against the cleric?s mouth and making sure that he erupted deep down Jake?s throat, thick gushes of that fluid coming with the gradual slowdown of those pushes into his well-worked jugular.

Any strain that he might have felt, though, did little to cut back on how good it felt to have that orgasm spilling down his throat, the cat floating on just how good of a job he had done. It was always so... so encouraging being able to take care of someone like this. That was... that was probably why the feeding had hit so hard, honestly, it had been so... so enjoyable to hear the delight on Lennox?s voice, the sheer need for him... Speaking of voices, as Quincey continued to release, he was just letting his moans echo across the walls around him, clearly uncaring about who he woke up or how he was found as he drew himself back, pulling a trail of cream across the back of the cat?s mouth and then along his tongue as he drew out to the front of that maw and past those lips. He let his next few shots dribble on the front of Jake?s muzzle before they lost pressure, began to fall to the floor, the rabbit stumbling back and then tripping on his breeches, falling to the ground in an exhausted mess, his face contorted into dizzy bliss as he sat up, dick still drooling out his joy.  

``You don?t mind if my friend and I go somewhere for a moment to catch up, right?'', Lennox asked, and the rabbit just sat there slumped against the wall and shook his head with another pleased little sigh, his dick just out, not even forced back into his pants. ``I?ll catch you in the near future, Quincey...'' Jake wiped his mouth off with his arm, pushing his cloak back to make sure he did not stain the long garb as he walked along with the vulpine. ``Imagine the both of us meeting together like this...

are you sure that you don?t worship the gods of good fortune as well?''

``I?m surprised that you feel so glib bringing them up,'' Jake said as they moved.

``Well, I?d like to think I at least get a bit of leeway considering I don?t desanguinate their congregations.'' Lennox let out a little murmur as he walked along, guiding the cat backwards, towards what looked like a lot of bathhouses. ``It?s so good that you?re here, actually. I was going to be needing a top up soon, if you?re available.'' A hand reached out and claws caressed underneath Jake?s jaws, the fox letting him see those fangs. ``Ooooh, you look like you?ve been taking care of yourself... You weren?t expecting me to come back, were you? You weren?t just...'' Jake could feel himself shivering as Lennox giggled. ``Heheh, fantasizing about me hanging around you like a bad shadow, huh?'' The most that the cat could give him in response was a flustered whine, sending the vulpine laughing hard. ``Oh my gods, you actually were, weren?t you? You poor thing, having to just take care of yourself with your hand, let me help you with this...'' The grip that he gave Jake?s crotch screamed possessiveness, as possessive as they walked in as if he had come in on a collar and leash. ``We?ll take a room for two now!'', the fox called out to the orc woman at the counter in front as he kept kneading into the feline?s covered member, keeping him stiff and close to him as the lady behind the counter laughed and asked for payment.

Soon enough, he had Jake bent over slightly in a private bath, the small room and the bubbling enchanted waters in front of them enough to cover their moans and grunts as Lennox ground his covered crotch into the back of that cat?s ass, the thong pulled down and no longer covering his tailhole as Lennox had him by the cock and was pumping him in a way that Jake would have never managed. He had seen how fast those hands moved, nimble and dexterous as they delivered darts into that graveyard lord. Now, as Jake thrust into them and sighed out, feeling those fangs pulling over his neck roughly enough to leave little stings behind them as the fox hissed, one of them was giving him a handjob that felt as if it was working at double speed, moving from head to base to head again in the span of a whole second. The feline was soon drooling a little bit, his mouth held open in pleasure as Lennox held him close. ``Just think, you?ve been waiting for this so patiently, it could have been decades before we ran into each other and I got to drink from your veins all over again,'' the vulpine grunted out as he bucked up against his backside and continued to hummingbird his grip over the cat?s member. ``What a waste that would have been, to have to wait that long for this...'' He was jerking and massaging at him like he was trying to get that cock to somehow gain another inch just from stroking it out.

``I?ve been wanting you to bite me so bad, I wanna give myself to you, I keep jerking off to that moment, I?m so messed up by it, you broke my mind!'', Jake let spill out of himself in a horny unfiltered deluge. ``Hahaha, y-you broke my mind, hnnnnnfh, you?re all I can think about lately, I can?t get enough of you!'' That hand stroking along his dick, working him so that his cock was pushed up into a tensing and bobbing arch between his fingers, felt like it was also working all that delirious horny need to the forefront, pushing Jake to a point where thoughts felt heavy and easy to push out as his length pulsed excitement through his being.

``You?re lucky nobody can hear you, you fucking slut,'' Lennox huffed out as he continued to pound his hand on the cat?s rod, a pleased little mewl escaping Jake as he was massaged and teased, practically obliterated by the vampire?s jerking, made to tense up and groan pleasantly against him as Lennox continued to push his weight down on him. ``I-Imagine what everyone would say if they heard you yelling these things out, how much you?d ruin your reputation.'' Jake blushed furiously and groaned as that hand began to focus around the upper half of his dick, pulling and tugging so that it felt like he was trying to consolidate that pleasure up towards his cockhead, like he was trying to lure that orgasm right out of him. ``Nobody would trust a cleric in bed with a vampire, and why should they?'' This rreally was one of those forbidden... he would not even call it a romance, whatever this was did not have a name that he could put towards it other than ?something that needed to keep going?, Lennox w-was... was downplaying himself. ``If I wasn?t so discerning I?d have you giving people that came for your help over to me. There?s so much that vampirism can cure, after all...''

``T-that?s so noble of you, h-hnnnnnh...'', Jake moaned out. ``I wouldn?t think that you would want to create so much competition...'' All the vampires that he had destroyed in the past had been like undead kings lording over their subjects, but Lennox w-was... Lennox was living amongst the people, limiting his feeding, he was so different than the rest of them... It was a good thing that he was going to feed him again! Reinforcing that in his head just made the cat shudder as his desperation swelled through his body. He was such a willing, eager source for the vampire... s-so easily pulled into this. So easily made to... n-nnnnfh, give his blood up, to strengthen him even as he became woozy and weak, m-more, he was so ready for it, his dick was aching and starting to dribble pre onto the floor as the fox continued to stoke and pump at him.

``It?s just pragmatic,'' the fox muttered out as he wedged his bulge up against the cat?s bared ass, Jake beginning to rock his hips back as if he could get plowed through the leggings somehow. ``I-If I make a world for myself where vampires become a typical occurrence, I can walk these markets easier without worrying about hiding what I am...'' Their words both fell off at that point. The body language of pressing up to one another, of a hand continuing to position and reposition across his form, of fangs lightly teasing at his skin and leaving more lines across the cat?s neck, the feeling of those false breaths rushing out of Lennox?s mingling with Jake?s heaving pants as he came closer and closer... That hand never let up. In fact, soon, as Lennox held him steady he was reaching down and caressing the cat?s balls as well, fingers stroking and rolling along that coinpurse in a way that felt like it was pulsing more weighty delight into him with every press up into his sack, smoothing and curling around them like they were scrying orbs. The fox?s pawpads smooshed against his cock, rolling up and down, that sultry voice in his ears calling him a cute plaything while that soft flesh pillowed his shaft and pumped over and over...

Lennox waited to sink his teeth down into him again until just as he released, that pain flashing into his senses along with that explosion of pleasure, the two of them mingling... and merging, assimilating into each other. Soon enough, Jake was pressing into the bite, letting his blood spill down his neck and that release rocket out into the pool, the crimson fluid splashing down around his feet as Lennox drank what he craved so deeply from him and moaned pleasantly, both hands reaching up to grasp at Jake?s chest, his rod forgotten as the vulpine held him steady, forced him to stay on his feet. Soon enough, Lennox was starting to moan against his neck, his form trembling, confirming that this was another form of sexual thrill for him... E-every bite must have drawn in excitement as well as blood, or he must have gotten off on being able to feed... No matter what, Jake was moaning along with him, still riding his own pleasure as he continued to gush his cream out into the pool, his legs shaking a little bit from how hard the orgasm had hit him, mingled with a growing headiness from how much

Lennox was taking from him that was only intensifying the afterglow that was settling over himself.

Jake was starting to feel his feet give as he heard more of those wet slurps from next to him, arms tightening around him, holding him up soon to the point where Jake?s feet were starting to drag as he continued to pulse his essence out, his cum splashing out on the rim of the tub soon as he let out a dizzy groan. He had not even touched into the tub yet, but... but he still felt warm and loose, like Lennox was draining his ability to do anything but relax right out of him. Soon enough, the world was starting to get that pleasant haziness to it, like he was in the middle of an opium den, as he felt that tongue expertly lap at his neck, the wound closing up again before...

Suddenly, with a soft little groan, Lennox shoved him forwards, and the cat tripped into the bath, landing in facefirst before twisting himself around and touching down to the floor. ``W-why...?'', he panted out, a dizzy little smile on his face.

Lennox gave out a truly satisified shudder like he had just emptied out into his own pants, although his features looked far more beatific than exhausted. ``We can?t have you go out now with your body covered in blood, you?d look like you killed someone...'' He groaned as he easily lapped the stains off of his own face, and Jake realized... oh... oh he really was looking out for him. His heart weakly thumped a little bit faster. Oh gods, he cared for Jake, was...

Was this actually a crush after all? ``Aren?t you going to get in...?'', Jake asked. Lennox proceeded to throw him a towel from the side of the bath, the cloth splashing into the water and quickly starting to soak through.

``Mmmmmmh, I?ll do my cleaning myself,'' the fox stated. ``Maybe if it lacked the enchantment.'' Maybe it was a curious quirk of his, but Jake was already willing to accept a lot about him at this point. The cat slowly waded to one of the seats on the side of that basin and sat down, splayed back, let his member loosen out a few more gobs of his orgasm as he watched the fox massage and scrub his fur off. They started playing a game of catch with Lennox cleaning himself off and passing Jake the cloth, the cat dunking the towel in the bath, and then tossing it back before getting back to dunking his head underneath the hot bubbling water and letting himself be cleaned off. ``You know...'', Lennox started right after one of the passes over to him. ``I think that if you ?re up for it, you could help me get to another one of my sworn servants.'' S-sworn? ``Something the matter?'' Lennox gave him a friendly smile. ``You have this look on your face.''

``Sworn as in... turned?'', Jake asked.

``No, no, I mean the people I drink from!'', Lennox laughed. ``You?re fun, but I do have people I have to do this for me, I can?t just keep draining you night after night.'' Why not, though? If he stuck around and Jake could just keep drawing on the divine connection that he had with his gods and heal himself of the damage sustained in those evenings, surely he could stay...``I have a rotation that  I work through... but... like I was saying...'' That had to be better than going through a bunch of other servants in a row, right? ``I won?t be remaining here for much longer. I?ll have to keep traveling. Usually I simply keep my wits about me and prevent myself from partaking, but if you?re willing to follow along, we could keep having nights like this.'' Jake was going to agree, but... those orders... ``I could keep partaking from you until I?m able to meet up with one of those servants, and then we could part ways again. Maybe you could even come and visit me in the future, I know that I?d love to have you in my home.''

No, no he walked the straight and narrow so often. The temple would understand if he could not obey orders in order to help another person be... well, comfortable, yes, this was not a life-threatening circumstance like he would want to use as his reasoning... but oh hell, this was still worth it. He would be having the chance to make a connection of a lifetime with this vampire, Jake could not pass that up. ``That... that sounds wonderful!'' Even with the twinge of trepidation in the back of his head about potentially missing out on his order giving him crucial information because he was elsewhere, the cleric was more than happy to bend this rule in order to make sure that Lennox had a comfortable return home. ``Satiating your need protects the faithful. I would be abandoning the tenets of my faith if I said no. Obviously.''

``That?s right.'' Lennox smiled wide enough that Jake swore he could still see a bit of staining on

the fox?s teeth from his blood. ``You?re helping out so many people by helping me out, Jake. You?re so good at this, my life?s going to be much easier with you in it.'' He...

Lennox never said for how long Jake would be in his life. Jake could not help fingering himself later that night to the fact that it was an open-ended question, the possibilities that they could fill what might have been an endless amount of days, working himself into another desperate release all over the inn room?s wooden floor.

Jake left the next morning on written instructions. There was a path that he was being given in order to keep anyone from noticing that he was following along on the same trail as a vampire... That was both to make sure that nobody noticed the two of them together unless it was night and Lennox was in his guise as a simple rogue, and to make sure that Jake was not put in an awkward position by any other clerics that came across the fox. That was so thoughtful... he was protecting the both of them! Day by day, Jake could only see more of the sheer talent and genius that Lennox radiated. Oh yeah, he was absolutely crushing on the vampire, but... but how could he not when they just seemed to work so well together, when they got along so easily?

Those nights were spent together cavorting around town, getting drunk or trying new food as Lennox people-watched or simply wandering and talking as Lennox told him about how he had once been a horrible person, the typical creature of the night, until he realized that by taking more merciful and ethical means to his feeding he could keep himself safe. ``Practicality made me a better man,'' the lithe fox admitted. ``It?s what so many other vampires fail to recognize, that they would stop bringing pain down on themselves if they just... learned that there was an easier way to take their meals.'' He really was a paragon of vampires everywhere. ``A subtle hand?s so much better than a clenched fist.'' Maybe if more of them were like Lennox the temples could stop targeting them for hunts in general. It was such a shame that he was swept up in all the other undead would-be overlords that Jake was expected to have to kill. He wished that he could protect him in some way, that there was some enchantment or mantle that he could cast on Lennox so everyone who saw him understood that he was trying another path...

Of course, the late nights were amazing. The both of them fucked wildly... and while every so often Lennox insisted that the cat pound into his backside as hard as he could while he was clung to him in that readied position, eventually Jake started to convince him to pin him down, to lay on him and utterly ravage his tailhole. The more he did it, the more Jake felt broken in in all the best ways, like Lennox was getting to know his body and use it to his full advantage. He was glad to be bringing the fox so much pleasure... and of course, Lennox was bringing him so much pleasure in return. The both of them were digging into some really lurid fantasies these nights as they continued on. There was talk of taking Jake back to the temple on a leash and showing to all his friends that he was the willing plaything of one of the undead that they loathed or showing him off to another cleric like some sort of mesmerized helpless servant, Jake playing the part so eagerly. Lennox never used his mesmerizing eyes on him, of course, he understood how much of a breach of trust that that was, but that did not stop the both of them from lusting over the idea of him being completely obedient, completely at the fox?s beck and call. It was easy enough to let him hold the reins like that for a while, to tease at the idea of being another one of his servants. Of course, his duties would never let him be one, never let him spend his whole life as just a walking fountain for Lennox to drink from time and time again... but it was fun to pretend, to give himself to the vampire wholeheartedly if only in their playtime together.

Ravaging the cat came in another form, as well. Night after night, Jake was increasingly starting to have more and more blood drained from him by the fox. They were riding that edge more and more with the knowledge that Jake could easily bring himself back from the brink by just muttering a few words and asking his gods to grant him more life, to restitch his injuries... Of course, on the threshold of unconsciousness with those holes in his neck spilling out into the fox?s mouth, Lennox murmuring with a delighted tone as he utterly drunk down as much as he could take from the cat without going too far, Jake was starting to forget some of the particulars of those intonations... When the fox pulled away and let him heal himself, those punctures still dribbling out blood, the wounds were not healing as well as they should have, leaving... well, wounds behind. Lennox apologized for not being able to heal them as he had done so in the past, because, well... with how much fun he was having it was best if he simply stepped back and let Jake take care of things himself. The fox had gotten used to how he behaved over the centuries, after all, and well... it was better to hew on the side of caution rather than accidentally lose control and kill him. He apologized, but that was the way that it was. What letting Jake handle things left behind, though, were deep gouges in his neck that he had to at least bandage in order to keep suspicious eyes away from. He was lucky that they only stayed in towns and cities for a few days.

He had to avoid his casual duties, of course. The wounds would bring questions, after all, were he to hang around townsfolk... and, well, he knew that people with more peaceful lives than his own were prone to talk. Gossip traveled faster than he might have wanted, too. No, even if it meant that he could not cure sickness or spread the words of his gods, it was better to protect himself and Lennox. Gods, even just the hint of a vampire in the countryside got superstitious people to cast suspicious eyes around from time to time, he... he could cause them to turn on each other! No, they were going to have to avoid any unnecessary risks.

Lennox was understanding enough to give him recovery days as they continued onwards, giving him a chance to rest up until he was ready to go. Even with that healing, the act of being drained repeatedly over a few days was such a physically intensive process. It would take him a while in between the final session of feeding the fox in a town or city and getting back on the road if he did not want to stumble his way there... but Lennox was patient. He even took him out to eat during the evenings every so often, joking to him about getting him ``seasoned'' for his next meal. Lennox had never exactly said what he tasted like... but it... hah, it must have been really good, considering how eager he got for bed these days. Sometimes he even skipped fucking him and told him to just get on the bed and bare his neck like ``the eager fang-whore that he was''. Somehow that got Jake as ragingly hard as if he had been propositioned to screw... and Lennox still occasionally came on him as he was feeding, anyways, so as long as he was happy... Oh hell, Jake was happy no matter what they were doing, just being by his side was enough to make him overjoyed.

They made more and more distance as the weeks of travel sped by. ``I?ll admit, it?s slower than I?m used to,'' the fox said one evening while they were out on a balcony. ``The scenic route?s more fun with you by my side.''

``It?s such a shame that we?ll have to part soon,'' Jake said softly, looking up at the sky. ``I?d like to think that you?d find your journeys taking you back this way soon, but even then...''

``It?s not enough, is it?'', Lennox asked as he jumped onto the ledge and kicked his feet over. ``You can?t get enough of me. How are you going to live your life when I turn the spigot off and return home?'' It... that was a joke, he was laughing. Jake laughed with him, even if they was a little bit of a harsh fluttery feeling in the back of his thoughts as he worked over the words. ``Don?t worry. I won?t be leaving you high and dry. I?m sure at some point I?ll come back this way. We could come up with some sort of a code phrase that would summon you.''

``If I can find the time...'', Jake said softly, before he shook his head. ``No, no matter what I?m doing, I?ll make the time. You?re too important, you come first.''

``You?re so sweet to me...'', the parasite said with a wistful little sigh, the both of them staring up into the night sky.

Something was happening as time went by. Jake was not sure what, not at first, but as he continued to heal himself, it became clearer and clearer... The blood would stop flowing and the wounds would start to close up, but soon enough it was taking a bit of extra effort over a few days to get them entirely sealed instead of just a day of recovering his spent energies. They remained open after an evening of being drained to the point where the bandages were necessary for more than disguising them... and soon enough, the wooziness was beginning to remain, even after a deep sleep and a hearty breakfast. Lennox would keep on drinking, of course, gods Jake would never ask him to stop his nightly feedings... It was only by the fox?s insistence that sometimes they would take a few days for a break so that the cat could rebuild the energy to travel. Increasingly, though, it was becoming clear that it was not a matter of him fudging the spell too much. Even on one of those days where the fox took a break from clinging to him and sinking into his neck, arms holding him in a lover?s embrace, it was becoming increasingly difficult to undo the damage that Lennox was doing to him... W-what was happening?

He started to pray for an answer from his gods, begging to explain why his magic was failing, and the message he got was... It was a mirror in his dreams, one that showcased him sleeping in bed as the days passed. One that showcased his neck, with scarring deep within that was beginning to be the only thing material on him as his form started to shimmer and blur. It was needy hands reaching out towards his body, desperately clawing at the bed. Fox claws gripped at his head from above, held him tight. His body was becoming more and more indistinct, practically looking like it was melting away... The only way that Jake could interpret it himself were two phrases, focused on that mirror that he had been seeing himself in the reflection of: ``You know why this is happening. Look on yourself.''

``The gods are pissed at you,'' Lennox said, fuming, when he woke up from his slumber the next day and Jake desperately told him what was happening to him. ``They?re trying to cut you off from your magic that they gave you because they want you to stop being with me.'' The vampire had grown so trustworthy of him that he showed Jake where he slept during the day, a boarded up former store that he crawled through the window of early in the morning to escape the sun. ``They?re just like the people that run your temple,'' he said as he rose up from the gathered hay on the floor. ``They won?t make room for talk. They don?t understand that I?m trying to do something different from other vampires. They just see something that mocks life and want you away from it.'' If Jake wanted to, it would be the easiest thing in the world to stake him through the heart during the daytime and reduce him to little more than ash.

``T-they?re more understanding than that!'', Jake sputtered out, not mad at him, not... mad at anyone. Honest! ``It can?t be that, I?ve told them in my prayers that you?re a good person.''

``It?s not what they desire, though. Go on.'' The fox got on his feet and started stretching out. ``I?ll

stop feeding from you for a few days and we?ll stay parted from each other. Go ahead and walk to the next city.''

``W-We?re so close to where you said that you had to take your leave from me, though!'', Jake said, his heart starting to sink. ``You can?t just abandon me right now! We have so much time that we have to make good on.''

``Your ?friends? don?t want me around. Go ahead. Keep living your life. Proving this point is important.'' Lennox reached out and hugged him, even if Jake was starting to feel his own breathing grow swift and he was starting to feel a greater fear than he had ever felt in his adventuring career. ``I promise I will be back before I leave. I am not going to just abandon you...'' He smooched the cat on the head. ``You?re too fun to plow.'' He knew it was supposed to make him laugh....

It did not change the fact that Lennox was turning him away, though. The cat continued to pray to his gods that whole night, to beg them to reconsider, to think on the actions that Lennox had taken. He had not hurt Jake, not in any way that mattered. The fox was only drinking from a source that could provide, he needed it to be himself and not go into a blood-crazed rampage. They could understand someone that was trying to find redemption for themselves, or at least try to find a more pure way of living without killing others. Right?

It was with a heavy heart that Jake started the journey towards the last city that the two of them would be able to remain together in. Past that metropolis, it was a day?s journey towards where one of Lennox?s servants was awaiting to take him into what he suggested was the lap of luxury: silken pillows, blood when he craved it, fine clothing and comfort and security and safety. This was, in his terms, ``living itinerant with all those creature comforts traded for adventure, the chance to meet new people, the chance to take in the world as it is outside of my circle and see what?s changed over the last few decades... like apparently how clerics are more open-minded these days, hah.'' At night, Jake continued to beseech his gods before bed, asking them to understand where Lennox was coming from, to reward the fox for his behavior with... with himself, he needed someone who was a friend to guide him onto the path of righteousness. He let his wound heal along the way, kept his bandage on...

ministered to the sick and injured once he got to his destination. To hell with it, if they wanted to think that he was attacked by a vampire, so be it, he did not have a lot of time left to waste staying in bed waiting for his body to recover so he could put up a good image.

He did what Lennox had told him, tried to live as he was supposed to while waiting desperately for the fox to return... and he did, he could feel the spark of the divine beginning to flow freely enough that he gently reknit that injury, casting enough healing magic that in a few days he was able to remove the blemish to his flesh and return back to normal. The growing ability to him to cast as he should should have left him relieved... yet... The visions he had received during all this showed the same dream, again and again. The more he thought about it, the more the symbolism felt... needy. It was like they were not willing to let him go.

It was like they were jealous, and that... that was so petty. He began to ask them in his supplication what he had done wrong. What transgression was it that he was undertaking? They called him to protect life and be open and willing to let it flourish in unexpected places. Rewarding a vampire for limiting his feeding was protecting life in its own way. Was he a fool for doing as they taught, or was it just that he was somehow more forgiving than they were? He finished his prayer sessions with frowns, turning into bed and settling in with the gradual realization that they were showing him a side of himself that he had never seen before from them... They were being transactional. They were telling him how to live his life and that they would not allow him to do otherwise and were dangling what he could do over him like... like a treat, promising it to him if he came back and abandoned his own conclusions.

By the time that Lennox returned to him again, slipping into his room, the cat understood exactly what it was that they wanted. ``They want me,'' Jake fumed, ``and they don?t want you in the way of us. I don?t even think it?s that you?re a vampire, it?s just that you?re someone they don?t like in my life.''

``What a surprise,'' the fox said, crossing his arms. ``The deities that want you to kill vampires also don?t want you to question that they have a blanket distrust of vampires and aren?t willing to change their ways.''

``I don?t know what they see in you that?s so monstrous aside from the fact that you?re in a state between death and life and that you drink blood.'' There was a frustration that was building into something else, defiant and wild. ``It?s like they don?t get your intent at all, it?s so... it?s... It?s monstrous, they?re the ones being monstrous here!''

``I thought the holy beings you serve only wish to aid the world.'' Lennox had a spiteful little grin on his face. ``It kind of sounds like they?re showing that they?re failing their promise to us all. Why would you ever want to worship them if they?re like this?''

``I... they?ve never shown this side to me before,'' Jake muttered as he turned away for a moment and looked up at the heavens. Were they looking at him right now, ready to take his magic away from him the moment that he started to step out of line again? ``I?ve heard of clerics that turned to dark gods and were forced to replace their magic with that given by their new pantheon, but I never knew why...

Maybe they were not cruel. Maybe they were just... different than what we serve.''

``Maybe they need you more than you need them,'' Lennox offered. ``They have to work in miracles. You can just use your mind and your hands to make change.''

``Yeah... Yeah!'' Jake turned back and pumped his fists. ``They?ve got me on a collar and leash

that I haven?t felt until now. This is... this is no way to live life. I have to be free, and that means... I...'' He looked down at his hands. ``I can?t rely on them telling me how to live my life. I can?t let myself be swayed back. They don?t want to have me around vampires, but what are they going to do if I am one?

Huh? What then?''

Lennox looked... legitimately surprised at that, eyes widening with a pleased open smile on his face. ``G-goodness, eager! I haven?t had someone ask for me to do that to them in ages.'' The coolness started to gradually fade back into his face as he went on. ``Well, that?s something I only do for very special people in my life... and I know that you?ve gone above and beyond for me over the past two months, but I wouldn?t just turn any person.'' Jake would have expected him to be so cavalier about it, no. ``I need someone that?s committed to me before I share my essence with them and bring them to my level. I?ve heard too many horror stories of a vampire bringing another beloved mortal that they know into the fold and being betrayed and torn apart by them mere years down the line. I wouldn?t make you a thrall... I would want you to be on my level, for us to share eternity together, even if we eventually just end up as friends.'' That... Jake was having a lot of emotions stir through himself right now, but that was just making him well up a little bit. He was so romantic! ``I would need your full commitment.''

``H-how?'', Jake asked. ``Just tell me how and I?ll do it, I promise, I just want to be free of these bastards. If the afterlife is ruled by them I expect them to be trying to control me there too, I can?t go to them.''

``I?ll show you,'' Lennox said softly, with a big grin. That night, around one in the morning, the both of them ended up in a tower near the outskirts of town, an abandoned wizard?s sanctum that had been stripped bare of everything but a few ratty rugs and tapestries. Jake was splayed out on one of those rugs now, stripped nude except for a sheet underneath him. All his gear and holy items had been left behind in his room, as he would not need it anymore and it would be more dangerous than anything if he held onto it. It was just another part of letting go. Lennox was closing in above him, delight on his face, also nude... laying himself down over the cat like he wanted to completely envelop him. ``Now... I?m going to fuck you. The pleasure?ll help you cast away any doubts. This?ll be enjoyable, you?ll need this if you really want to make a clean break from the rest of your life and be mine. Do you understand?''

The feline?s member felt like it was threatening to push down through the carpet and start to groove into the wood beneath with how hard it was, sandwiched against his body and the sheet as he nodded. ``Y-yeah.'' He was standing on the precipice of something great, and Lennox was going to help him fly past the edge.

``Just relax,'' the vampire breathed out, bringing his claws out and grasping tight on his shoulder as he got himself into place. ``You?ll know what to do when the time?s ready. I?m going to have to drain you entirely for this before you can take my own blood, you understand?'' Jake blushed and nodded. Every single drop. Every bit of him, given to Lennox. That... that was so right. ``Heh, I can feel your heart beating faster at that. You really do want this, don?t you?'' Jake nodded harder, his cheeks bright red, and then gasped as he felt something beginning to push between his cheeks, pressing to his tailhole, threatening to force its way in. It was clear to him that Lennox intended to push in hard, just from the angle, just from the dangerous rasp that he took on in his voice, the one that reminded him of how exactly his bullheaded order and superstitious citizens and the hateful gods above could be afraid of what they saw in him. They had an impression of what he was taken from flashes of other more loathsome creatures. That was no way to judge a person. ``I?m going to give, then, as much as you want, and I?m going to take as much as I crave.''

With that, he thrust in, hard, practically punched his way in between those cheeks, and Jake sucked in a desperate gasp as the fox began to utterly and completely take him, the stone walls of the tower making sure that the both of their sharp grunts and yelps were hidden as Lennox took another push in after that, another, began to force himself in roughly in a way that had him yelling soon. He was doing nothing to be tender or to ease him into this fuck. Lennox was going in raw and with a reckless enthusiasm that he had shown in his feeding sessions in the past, pounding his hips forwards, thrusting like he was trying to split the cat in two, growling and biting on that ear, beginning to tug at it as he speared his way forwards. The cat?s eyes went hazy and pushed upwards past his lids as the discomfort of being forced into, stuffed full of dick so fast, joined with the blunt strikes of delight that trembled their way up through him from his walls and tailhole, felt like it coursed through his veins and out to his digits. It did not take long for him to be hooked on the pleasure of being stretched out, the delightful feeling of being utterly railed by all of that member. ``That?s it you fucking slut...'', Lennox grunted out, pumping himself into the cat?s rear, slipping himself further and further up the feline?s back as he increasingly docked himself in. ``You love it, you fucking l-love taking my shaft, don?t deny it, you love it so much that you?re going to be taking it for decades.''

H-he was... Jake blushed desperately, panted out, whined forth as he clenched down, lust coursing through his brain. ``I f-fucking love your shaft!'' He was rewarded with Lennox raising up, slamming his head down against the floor with a paw to his skull, taking another hard thrust in and battering another inch or two in the cat?s passage, the both of them grunting through gritted teeth as hard flesh forced through tight tunnel, lit the feline?s body up like he was filled with will-o-whisps.

``You f-fuck me better than anyone I?ve ever been with!''

``That?s right!'', Lennox huffed out, grinding his face into the floor as he kept on pushing forwards. With every roll of the hips forwards, Jake felt more and more of that length being forced to fit into his tight hole, made to push the flesh to accept it, to work his walls out. His body fought against it, protested, practically radiated its frustration at being filled through him as there was a sore feeling that built with every push, but it was easy to shove to the side as he was shoved into, Jake?s bottom lip quivering as he was excavated, opened...

Completely sheathed into soon as that base smacked against him, as the fox did not waste a second before proceeding to pull back and thrust in now that he had  found the limits of how far in he could go, Jake soon starting to feel the deepest recesses of his body getting drawn forwards with every push. The vampire humped and plowed into him with an intense pace, quickly starting to build up speed as he stayed crested on top of him, fucking him greedily, pushing in without questioning if Jake could take it. Not only could the cat handle it, though, at this point his tongue was flopping out of his mouth as every push smelted his mind more and more down into a lust-fucked and emptied design, scattered everything else but how good it felt to let the vampire use his rear with every strike into his form. Soon, the feline?s cock was starting to leak out onto the sheet beneath him as he felt the fox humping into him, that girth pulsing and pressing into his walls while it was shoved forwards like a hand growing to fit a glove or a glove being forced onto a hand that was far too large for it.

The fox above him continued to desperately push in as he began to give out little growls and grunts, gradually lowering himself down, straightening himself out on Jake?s back as if lining up would allow him to thrust and push harder, to really speed up as fast as he could... and to be fair, it felt like it worked. Soon enough, Jake felt like he was getting slotted into repeatedly as the vampire?s weight settled on him, every ram in shaking his body physically and mentally as it felt like Lennox was coursing lust straight through him, ensorcelling him with sexual thrill. The vampire was fucking in a way that made him feel larger than he was, repeatedly slamming forwards with a force that felt like it should not have belong to a lithe vulpine his size. Jake felt as if he was being targeted by a mind melter, his thoughts practically gushing out of his ears as the fox roared out into them. ``Reject your gods for me! Let go of them! You fucking want to do it, so do it for me!''

``I don?t need them!'', Jake slurred out as the fox continued to hammer his backside, to plug himself in and make his body quake, fingers tensing into fists, toes curling, tail fritzing. ``They?re wworthless to me, nnnnnnfh!'' Once, he would have run screaming from anyone that had asked him to do this, that or smited them down depending on who they were. ``I?ll never give myself to them ever again!'' Now he was feeling himself pre at the thought as he was fucked into the floor by that shaft that felt like it was curving up into the end of his passage, starting to rub and press upwards into the top of his tunnel as Lennox threatened to touch to h-

There it was. Jake?s head bounced up against his grasp as he let out a desperate, pleased yowl, every nerve in his body screaming out with a kind of magic that he had experienced before in so many beds but never from a man that his gods disapproved of, never in such a transgressively wonderful way. He felt like he was about to melt down against the floor... up until Lennox aimed, pushed against it again, his dick twitching within him and setting Jake?s body wild, the feline slamming up against him in a way that he knew would never hurt the fox. He was too tough for that. The vulpine was perfect in a way that he would be soon.

He was getting increasingly jealous of all the things that he had, increasingly eager to gain them

for himself. Jake was eager to move faster than he ever had before, to climb walls so easily, to recuperate from pain just as effortlessly as magic allowed him to. This was no trade-off. It was an improvement. Soon, the both of them were going to be able to share a better life together. He could not wait. Jake needed him to climax so that he could start drinking from the cat. The feline started to push his hips back the best that he could, only to hear Lennox roar at him like some kind of angry beast and socket himself back in even harder, leaving him smacked down to the floor. The feline was stuck on a

single track in his head though, dedicated to it. He would not stop.

Soon, the both of them were desperately pushing against each other, coaxing each other to higher levels of excitement and thrill. Lennox may have still had his wits about him as he layered praise on the cat, telling him that he was a good slut and he deserved this for removing himself from the tyrants? control, but Jake was mostly gone at the moment, unable to come back down to the world while his thoughts were up in the clouds. The only tether that he had was the fox?s voice as he swore and gasped and kept praising him. Otherwise, Jake felt like he was practically floating on a cloud at the moment, pillowed by his own libido, his desperation palpable as the fox drew back to the bell-end and then slammed back in again and again, forcing the feline down even as he kept on pushing his ass back, offering it, and then getting it absolutely spiked back down again the wood. He kept going, practically locked into the motion, driving the both of them increasingly wild, pleasure surging through Jake?s form and coursing through him like an enchanted circuit within his being while the joy was tangible in every movement the fox made. Lennox?s breathing grew sharper and sharper...

Then, he opened up and bellowed out his next command, the most important one of them all. ``Tell me who you belong to!'', Lennox screamed out, his sharp tones echoing through the room almost above the sound of his hips impacting against Jake?s, the both of them panting loud enough now that it was a struggle to get the words out.

The cat could still do it, though, for him. ``Y-you!'', Jake screamed out at the top of his lungs, his brain pushing him only to obey his most lurid thoughts... only to obey Lennox. ``You?re my everything!

You?re my new god!'' There was a sharp hiss to his side, and then...

The feline had not expected to feel those fangs suddenly push into his neck, to hear the snarl from the fox be buried in his own flesh, to be cut through with those fangs while he was pumped into at the same time, those hips still furiously bucking... following by the feeling of that shaft surging and throbbing within himself as Lennox started to swallow noisily, not holding anything back. The cat groaned out weakly as Lennox gulped hard, pulled deep from his veins, bit down and drew more blood out as those two points dug deeper holes into himself while Lennox grunted and snorted and huffffed hot breaths up against his face, squeezing his arms tight around his sides now. It almost felt like he was making sure that he was not going to get away from him while he bucked furiously, that heft getting increasingly wet within his passage as Lennox kept on shafting himself in, member pressing out into Jake?s hole. There was... there was nothing different about the way that Lennox was drinking from him this time, guzzling his blood down, wet gulps sounding off as he kept on pushing in. Jake had expected there to be some greater ferocity to his drinking this time.

He was just always like this, never holding back, taking Jake to the edge... except this time they were going to go over. The cat?s dick lightly twitched downstairs as he felt that familiar weakness beginning to creep through his body, settling into Lennox?s grip as he heard the loud PLLLPH PLLLLPH PLLLLHPH of his hips colliding with his own, walls starting to loosen a bit as he became just a hole for the fox. ``Y-you?re so fucking delicious...'', Lennox breathed out, Jake able to feel the blood practically pooling underneath him before the fox closed his snout again, drunk hard, made him feel like he was a potion getting chugged down. ``And you?re all mine, my friends would be so fucking jealous of me, nobody?s going to get to drink you like this ever again...'' Wet fur pressed against his neck, squeezed in close, that chest pushing against him as he felt more and more consolidated in against the fox?s body, like the parasite was practically trying to hug him into himself. That base kept on stretching his tailhole again and again, little snorts and yips escaping the fox?s snout as he bit down again, took no care in keeping to those previous holes. The feeling of punctured flesh and his passage being stretched was increasingly distant as a chill started to fade into the room, kept only at bay but just barely by the fuzzy white coat that he was swaddled in. He could feel himself getting increasingly numb from the extremities outward, but not fast enough that he was deadened to the feeling of that shaft thrusting it at rapid pace into his hole, passionately inserted in as the fox?s muffled cries bubbled out through his lifestream, that length starting to squeeze back against Lennox?s crotch... Then, with another loud GLLLLLLRPH that made Jake give out a strained little whimper, the first gush of hot wet seed cascaded through his innards, pushed in through him, left Lennox squeezing him tight enough that he felt like he was about to rupture before that hug faded as more cum spilled through the cat?s body. The vampire desperately inserted himself again and again as he climaxed, cream-filled him, orgasmed in him hard enough that Jake could feel the sticky fluid splurting down his cheeks as he kept on packing himself in deep. At the same time, it started to feel like he was having to take more thorough gulps, like he was pulling as much of Jake?s body as he could out of him, trying to divert the opening in that dam into his mouth, those swallows starting to slow as Lennox the cat?s body apparently let his mouth fill and then loudly swallowed hard, luxuriated in the bounty that the cat was giving him. Little by little, the cat?s body was drained increasingly dry, those claws holding him and tilting his head eventually so that Lennox could get as much out of him as he could. This was a kind of pulling that felt like a full-on extraction of as much as he could take from the cat, that flow becoming increasingly erratic, starting to draw thin before pulsing out again, washing outwards into that waiting mouth. Every time that flow increased, it felt like it was the last time that it was gonna happen...

When he pulled away from Jake, it was with a fleck of spilling scarlet drops across the front of his neck.``T-that was the best fuck that I?ve had in twenty years, whore...'', Lennox groaned out as he rose, pulled himself out, his voice sounding so very distant as he grasped the cat by the shoulders and twisted him over. The world beyond the fox was blurry, indistinct, Jake?s opened veins lightly pulsing the smallest little dribbles of blood from his neck, practically the dregs of what was left from him as

Lennox rose, the front half of his muzzle absolutely covered in blood and soaked to the point that it was dripping scarlet, eyes carrying a predatory glint to it, that rasp tangible on his tones as he spoke. ``Worth it, so very worth it to get here...'' He started to bring his wrist up towards his mouth as Jake felt something under his chest starting to bump up against the flesh harder but slower, gradually beginning to lose its rhythm as his breath tightened in his throat. This was it, he was going to feed him some blood so they could complete his change as it was supposed to go... Crimson-colored drool splattered down from the fox?s mouth onto his wrist as he brought his fangs down towards his arm... and then stopped. Smiled wide. ``I think I hear something downstairs.'' That cum continued to splatter on Jake?s crotch as the vampire slowly turned his head to the ride, beaming wide.

``W-wha...'', the cat managed to get out, starting to feel like he needed to pull in more air to breathe with every inhale. ``N-no...''

``Oh, I have to go check on that...'', Lennox said, barely suppressing his laugh as he got up and started to walk off, some of his spent seed dribbling onto Jake?s face as he went from the wobble of his hard cock.

``P-please...'', the cat forced out, barely able to speak at this point, the world getting increasingly blurry as he panicked over... over the fact that... no, he needed to drink from that wrist now, or else... Jake?s consciousness gradually faded as those last few seconds were spent in delirious terror waiting for the fox to come back, trying to make sense of why he was smiling and laughing, why any of this was funny, straining to hear for him and this mysterious intruder, wondering if Lennox was okay, realizing he was not coming back, he...

When Jake awoke, though, Master was there for him. Master brought him a man to feed off of until he could think clearly again, and the blood splashed through his maw like a revitalizing stream of his magic... no, better than his magic, it made everything feel like it was coming to life, the world becoming vibrant, his dick rising and surging thrill through him the more that he drank. He had to be ripped off of the rabbit in front of him and nearly bit down on Master?s hand until he realized what he had almost done and begged for forgiveness, his fur starting to look like an increasingly washed-out shade of its usual grey, losing its luster as he stared up with thick and pronounced fangs at the fox. Master was so nice, though, he told Jake that everything was alright and he was not to blame. The vulpine held him close and pet over him as those fangs dribbled blood onto the fox?s white coat, a little thirsty growl escaping the cat as his mind continued to reknit itself.

Jake was pretty sure that he had never loved anything as much as he loved Master.

The collar and leash felt good around his neck as he was led into the three-story manor, scampering forwards on all fours and being dragged across the stone path when he could not catch up. A sullen-looking servant opened the door and gestured them on to a lavishly decorated sitting room, the windows covered in large curtains and the walls covered in portraits, where five other vampires were currently sitting around, their heads turning to Master... and then looking down at Jake at his side, the feline panting desperately at the delicious tang on the air. ``What the hells have you brought us here?'', the bull asked from the lounge he was sitting on, a freshly drained and half-alive sheep nestled on his lap, groaning, her wool stained through with her own life essences. ``I thought you didn?t make a habit of bringing your thralls in,'' the well-dressed and cravated black bovine inquired as he leaned back, red eyes staring over at Master, his fur the shade of old velour that had lost its luster. ``Don?t you have anywhere to hurtle this one at? I?m sure you have more problems to solve right now that you don?t need to personally get your hands dirty on, as much as you like lecturing us about ?thorough solutions?.''

``You don?t understand. This isn?t any ordinary thrall.'' M-Master had so much praise for him... ``Jake, introduce yourself.'' The pale cat was nudged forwards with one of Master?s shoes, pushed on the ass and made to crawl forwards and then stand. ``Go on now.''

``My name?s Jake!'', the fanged feline blurted out as he stared amongst Master?s... friends? ``I used to be a cleric and have a direct connection to the gods, but I?ve abandoned them now that Master is my master!'' Eyes widened, brows raised. ``I don?t care, Master is more important to me than anything! He takes care of me better than any of them!'' Another fox, this one a shade of orange that was like a peach, gave out a loud long whistle from where she was sitting. ``My heart, mind, and soul all belong to him! I give them to Master freely, his power?s the only power I could ever want!''

``... You really enjoy playing with fire, don?t you Lennox?'', the rhino at the corner of the room asked. ``I?m surprised that he didn?t burn your face off the first time he met you.''

``Gambles work out when you know a little bit ahead of time about what you?re gambling on,'' the white vulpine said as he stepped forwards and pet Jake on the head. ``And I knew that this cutie was going to be suuuuch a little whore for me that he wouldn?t want to lift a finger as soon as he saw me wiggle my ass around him a few times and tell him a few pretty words, isn?t that right?'' The cat nodded as he nuzzled up against that touch, groaning happily, big fangy smile and those large scars on his neck on display to the rest of the room. ``Isn?t that right, Jake?!'' It was! ``Who?s a whore of a thrall?'' He was!

``Go on, who?s a total whore for Master?!''

``I am!'', the cat said with a happy chirp, his cock already at full mast, another one of the vampires there giggling as he watched Master and Jake cuddle together, the lime-green snake bringing his claws up to his hand to cover the noise.

``You?ve got him well-trained, golly,'' the other fox said from where she was sitting, staring across the room at him with... with delight, he was entertaining Master?s friends! ``I can see why you keep this thrall around as more than a status symbol, I?m not used to them being able to talk when blood?s flowing freely.''

``Maybe we should all get clerics of our own,'' a large dull-brown and black Doberman said as he started to walk over, peering at Jake?s form, lifting his chin and tilting his head around. ``Something about their training must make it so that they?ve got a greater will post-turning, it seems like a useful quality.''

``Do it, Clive, I?m sure that?ll go well for you and we won?t be scooping you into an urn by the end of next year,'' Master goaded him, and everyone started laughing at that while the dog blushed and turned his head away. Jake started laughing too, just because it felt right. ``Anyways, let?s get to business, shall we?''

``Not with the thrall listening, it?s not his place,'' the bull said before dumping the sheep off of his laugh, the woman hitting the floor with a soft ``U-uhhhnnh...'' as he stood and started to walk off.

``Make him go do laps around the house or something... no, have him finish this one off, I?m full.''

``Good idea, neither of us have had anything yet,'' Master said before letting go of the leash. ``Go ahead. Have your fill.'' Everyone laughed as Jake practically sprinted across the room, pouncing onto the sheep and turning her around. He looked her over. There was not a lot left there, not after the bull had gotten done with her. Her heart was beating so weak, but... but there was still some blood in there. The bite mark was still wet.

Jake hissed in delight as the other vampires in the room began to take off, the sheep?s eyes barely able to focus on him as he started to bring his muzzle down. Master was so nice to him, and from the looks of it, his friends were going to be too. To think, he had ended up going down this path by pure chance! The cat could feel her stiffen up and give out a weak yelp as his fangs touched to her neck and punctured down into her flesh, his senses coming alive as more of that vibrant, wonderfully bright fluid began to splash onto his tongue, his mouth down and drinking greedily. He was the luckiest vampire in the world....

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