CHAPTER ONE
Chapter

"Good morning my love." The king whispered softly in the dark room, hot breath warming the back of his prey's neck. Teeth bit into the nape of the cheetah's neck as the boy's tail raised out of the way. The otter gently drug his claws down the feline's chest as the king continued. "Looks like someone wants some filling." Hotaru's hands chest shifted and grabbed the cheetah's groin and gently squeezed. Saleem squirmed out of Hotaru's grasp and turned to kiss him, snaking his tongue into the otter's mouth. As the king returned his boy's affections the cheetah could only purr, soon was greeted by the smell of the otter's husband on his breath. The cheetah pulled away from the strong taste as his ears flattened against his head.

"Can't you do something about that?" Saleem asked as his tail tucked between his legs. "If I wanted to taste him, I would blow him myself." Stealing the blanket off his bedmate Saleem turned to face away from the otter.

"Would you rather taste yourself?" the king asked as his hands moved back to the boy's groin.

"That's not the point." Saleem said as he tossed the blanket to the floor and pinned the otter to the bed. "I don't like you telling me you love me when your breath smells of your husband. It just seems to have no meaning to me." The tables quickly turned as the otter chuckled and flipped the cheetah onto his back, pinning him down and grinding his rump against the boy's bits.

"You seem to think that I just say that to anyone, don't you?" The king says as his teeth catch the sliver of light let in from the fluttering curtains. Moving his hands to the cheetah's shoulders, the otter presses the boy down into his bed. "Do you remember what we talked about?" The king asks, looking at the boy. "How many times do I have to tell you. What Rajhal and I have is purely political, but what we have is emotional."

"You say that, but you seem to be much more welcoming to his advances." Saleem protests as he tries to squirm out of the king's grasp. "You say you love me more, but you go traveling with him, and..." the cheetah sighs as stops fighting. "Well, you always give him a kiss before you give me one. I know I'm just a pet to you."

"Now stop that." The king replies as he releases the feline. "If you really want to go traveling with me, I can bring you next time we go touring. I can always leave day to day to Alban, and I know Rajhal will be fine with leaving his generals in charge while we are out."

"I meant traveling alone, just you and me. Take me somewhere romantic if you really mean it." The boy protests. "I want to have a special vacation with just you, something that we can look back and remember forever." Saleem wiggled under his king as the otter leaked a bit of his husband's seed onto the boy's groin. "I want to wake up and know we were the only ones in the bed, and for us to be in a place where you can tell me you love me, other than the bedroom. I want to snuggle with you and know that's my seed dripping from you, not his."

"You really feel that I have to do something like that to prove that I love you?" The king sighs as he flops next to the boy. He runs his claws through the fur on top of the boy's head. "I will talk to Jean later today and plan something just for you."

"Why Jean?" the cheetah asks, turning away. "How could your ex-lover give you good advice on where to take your new one? Isn't that a bit awkward?" Saleem moves to the edge of the bed, picking up the blanket he had discarded earlier so he could hide under it again. "You make it so awkward to be around you sometimes. You have your husband and your pet in the same bed, and your ex visits you all the time. I don't think you even know what you want."

"Saleem." The otter states as he rolls the boy over, kissing his forehead. "I want you. If the safety of the kingdom didn't depend on me holding Rajhal's temper in place, I would be with you."

"And the fox twins that you claimed were just giving you a back rub last week?" Saleem asks while choking down a tear. "How did they help you control his temper?" The boy curled up and held his tail under the blanket.

"Rajhal would get suspicious if you were the only boy I played with." The king withdrew his hand to rub his face, thinking before he continued. "I don't think that you can grasp what he would do to you if he realized our relationship." Hotaru moved his hand back to Saleem's face to wipe the tear falling from the boy's cheek. "Rajhal has said he has no interest in going to my homeland though. I have been meaning to make a trip back there for a while, and would like it if you would go with me. It's something we could do with just the two of us, share a special place together." The king bites pauses hesitantly as he looks upon his boy.

"You mean just the two of us? Don't you usually travel with guards? Wouldn't they tell Rajhal what we were doing, spy on us and such?" The cheetah excuses as he continues to pet his own tail.

"We can change our travel methods on route, but only Jean would accompany us the whole way. He has family back on the islands too," the otter explains, moving his hands under the blanket to put his over the boy's. "He is a very good doctor, and a dear friend of mine. He won't sleep in the same room as us, but if anything were to happen, I know where his loyalties are. His service isn't to the crown, but to me and the safety of this kingdom." The otter moves in closer to the cheetah, bringing their noses close to each other. "Yes, Jean and I were lovers at one time, but that ship sailed when I left him for Rajhal to end that bloody war. If he was to share what you are to me, what we do on our trip, that would bring chaos in the castle, and in the end the kingdom. He knows that would go over as well as if he and I were to get back together."

Saleem sighs as his head moves down. "So you do still have feelings for him. If Rajhal went away, you would be with him, wouldn't you? I've heard how your voice changes whenever he is nearby."

The king knew that words alone wouldn't convince the cheetah, and the otter boy to stop protesting and start servicing before he could get on with his day. "You can't hear how my voice changes when I am around you, because you can't hear it when I'm not near you, can you?" the otter asks, as he slides under the cheetah's blanket. "You may think it's because I want easy access, but you do sleep in my bed every night, and wake up next to me every morning because you are more than a play thing to me." The king's hand caresses the boy's chest before moving down. "If you are so concerned about me wanting him back, why don't you do something to show him I'm already taken?" the otter asks, his fingers moving to toy with the feline's sheath. "And before you make some comment about him not being able to notice above his own scent, he usually bathes around this time of morning, so his senses will be quite sharp."

"What did you have in mind?" The cheetah asks his king as he leans in, nuzzling the otter. The boy's hips instinctively thrust into the king's hand as his sheath is pulled back, a soft moan escaping his lips. "Won't he be able to-" Saleem tried to whine but was quickly cut off by the otter's webbed fingers slipping between his lips, his own musk filling his mouth.

"Smell it over Rajhal's work this morning? No. He wouldn't as things stand right now, but it looks like we have ways around that." The otter says as he wiggles himself further under the blanket. "I could have your scent freshly on my breath, so every word I say to him brings him your scent, though I do know of something that would have a bigger impact."

Saleem suckles on the otter's fingers for a second before moving his mouth off of them. "If you mean under your..." the cheetah pauses, sniffing the air. "Rajhal put a bunch in there this morning." He states, pouting.

Hotaru moves out from under the blanket and kneels away from the boy on all fours, raising his tail to the cheetah. "Then you just have to lick it out and put your own in. I'm due for my physical, and he will have to check me out down there. Why not show him that it belongs to you?" The otter wiggles his hips at the boy, continuing, "Besides, I've got an itch only you know how to scratch."

Saleem looked at the rump, knowing the king would continue until he got what he wanted. Hesitantly crawling to the otter, the smell of Rajhal started to fill his nostrils, overpowering him. He had to get rid of that scent, the reminder of the man keeping them from being together. Starting at the king's knees, the boy worked upwards with his tongue licking the remnants of the sessions the married couple had earlier that morning. Stopping between the king's cheeks he paused, bracing for the taste. Saleem reminded himself that if he didn't remove it all, the dragon's seed would only leak out again, and spoil their lovemaking later. The cheetah put his hands on the otter's cheeks, took a deep breath, and plunged his face in as he started to lap at the king and his husband's seed inside.

"Good... Kitten..." the king gasps as the cheetah's tongue starts licking under his tail, occasionally pushing in. He presses back against the boy's face and relaxes his hole, letting a bit of his husband's earlier work escape into the boy's mouth. "Make sure it's all out before you have your turn my kitty, I want it to be unmistakable that it's only you up there." The cheetah tried to protest, only to be greeted by more of the dragon's spunk flowing into his mouth. The boy quickly licked at the fluids escaping from the otter as he reached his hand around his king to fondle the otter's thickening shaft.

"How much more do you think is in there?" the boy asked as he stopped to take a breath. I don't know how much more of this I can take. It's just too strong." Saleem whined as his hand continued to work at the otter's meat.

"You almost have all of it, but a little longer won't hurt." The king said as he raised his tail a bit more to give the feline better access. "   

<<<<>>>>