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Part 3 of 5", "writing": "[center][t]Part 3: Awkward Envy[/t][/center]\nIt had been a day since that eventful night in the Coffer's house. Kwill, the former noble now turned mere pauper, found himself confused in a whirl of emotions. Anger, confusion, regret, sorrow, anger, guilt, a little bit of happiness, fear, and more anger. He began to wonder if he'd really made the right choice throwing that noble badge, his whole life, away. \n\nHe'd done so in a fit of rage and frustration. He was angry about Doom's death. He was guilt-ridden about what Doom had done to zigs and roped him into doing. He was angry with his father. With the treatment he'd given him, treating him as if he wasn't even there most of the time, and how he threw him under the proverbial cart to save his own fur by selling him to be married to Ivy, all without his own input on the matter.\n\nAlmost like that one noble he'd heard about. The one that got married to the coldburrow heir and then vanished off the face of the planet on her wedding night. What was her name again? ... He couldn't remember. She was like a ghost. \n\nIt seemed like the only person that ever sympathized, ever understood him, was Doom. And now, he was dead. He'd have to face that marriage, and possibly his arranged death soon after, alone. It'd all been too much for him. \n\nSo that night, on pure impulse, he made the only choice he could. He decided to throw his nobility away, and make a run for it. \n\nWith the very person he'd wronged so badly.\n\nBut he wondered if he should have listened to Zigs when he told him to go back. If that would not have been better. He didn't know what the future held now. People were no doubt looking for them. For Zigs, for 'kidnapping' him. Him, for being missing. And if that wasn't bad enough, they were joined by two others. [i]Girls[/i] on top of that. One of which, the more tolerable one, was the coffer's own sister. A completely useless klutz of a mon that couldn't survive on her own. One that would get blamed for her brother's death if she'd stayed.\n\nShe... Kind of reminded Kwill of himself, in a way. Something that irked him.\n\nThe other one he was genuinely scared of however. That furret thief calling herself 'Lorette', whom he was all but certain was a Wallbreaker. Wallbreakers were just the louder, more brazen, and less effective version of Slinks, having blown in from the Sands before Ivy sacked it all to shit.\n\nHe was all but certain the only reason she hadn't attempted to 'break down his walls' was because he threw the badge away and took the citizen badge. If not for that, he'd probably been either killed or taken as a hostage.\n\nRegardless, they were all wanted. He was certain. People were looking for them, hence they had to remain on the move. Something that, to a mon not used to this kind of physical labor and being on the move constantly, wore at him. But they had to. Otherwise, they'd be caught, and most likely executed (himself being the single exception) all while he was forced to watch. That fear kept him going, not wanting to see Zigs at least suffer that on his account. So they kept going, keeping an eye out for anyone that might be on the hunt for the four of them.\n\nExcept, they weren't.\n\nAs the days turned into a week, it had slowly dawned on him, and the others, that no one was coming after them. There were no wanted posters. No Guild bounty hunters or squads of guards asking people about them. No town heralds telling mons to be on the lookout for them. Nothing. \n\nThen, as they sat in an Inn a town over, they learned why. And the truth hit him like a wild tauros stampede.\n\nHis father, Typhus, had died that very night. Due to poisoning by a group of conspirators. The rumors blamed the Wallbreakers for the assassination.\n\n\"Wallbreakers my dick.\" Kwill had muttered to the group, careful not to draw attention to himself from the rest of the bar. \"It was Ivy!\"\n\n\"You sure?\" Zigs asked. \"You know that Wallbreakers are also trying to kill off all the nobles.\"\n\n\"Bah.\" Kwill spat. \"Wallbreakers are all talk.\" He earned a glare from Lorette, yet she hadn't said anything. \"And the Slinks couldn't have done that.\"\n\n\"Well, one did attack us.\" Zigs reminded him. \n\n\"That was because we were out in the bar.\" Kwill replied. He then remembered what happened there. \"Erm, I'm sorry about-\"\n\n\"I told you, I'm over it.\" Zigs sighed. \"Besides, it's probably a good thing we were there anyway.\"\n\n\"What?\" Kwill asked, shocked. \"H-how so? You were raped and we were attacked by-\"\n\n\"We're alive.\" Zigs cut him off. \"Kwill, I hate to say this. But... if you're right about this, and you'd either gone back or stayed at the castle that night. You might have been killed too.\"\n\n\"... Or worse.\" Lorette casually added in while chewing on her dinner.\n\nKwill thought about it. The more that made sense.\n\n\"If that's the case...\" Kwill began. \"Then... Thank you.\"\n\n\"For?\"\n\n\"For saving me that night.\"\n\n\"You've already-\"\n\n\"-twice.\" Kwill continued. \"Not just from Red Tail, but also from being killed at home.\"\n\nRealizing that fact only made Kwill even [i]more[/i] regretful for not being able to stop Doom from doing what he did to Zigs that night. And even worse for letting him Doom goad him into joining in on it.\n\n\"I... Uh... thanks?\" Zigs replied. \"But, [i]you[/i] were the one who threw the badge away, remember? Despite me telling you otherwise?\"\n\n\"Well...\" Kwill scratched the back of his head. \"Yeah, but still.\"\n\nA horrible thought then entered his head. If his father was dead, due to poisoning. And they'd tried to do the same to him but failed. Then...\n\nLythe. \n\nHis eyes went wide, tears started forming at his eyes as the thoughts of his pruned half-brother entered into his mind. Did they kill him too, despite the fact that he was innocent and was no threat to her whatsoever? Or was he still there, now being subjected to the hell Kwill had tried so hard to protect him from? \n\n\"Hey, what's wrong?\" Zigs asked.\n\n\"I... I...\" Kwill sniffled. \"I think... I need some time to myself.\"\n\nBefore anyone could stop him, he went to the room they'd rented out that night, and he'd spent the night sobbing, and eventually cried himself to sleep.\n\nThe following days brought something the ex-prince was very unfamiliar with. A concept that, as a Noble, he needed not bother with, but now, as a citizen, was something he had to face.\n\nWork. Manual work, on top of that.\n\nHe didn't understand why. Lorette had stolen plenty of money from ... Who was that guy again? Fires? Flarene? Burnie? ... Whatever that stupid coffer's name was. It didn't matter. What did matter however was what Lorette had told them.\n\n\"It won't last forever.\" She had told him flatly when he asked. \"Plus, Zigs doesn't really like me stealing anymore. So, yeah, we're going to work. Get used to it, [i]prince[/i]. Unless you want to trudge back to the castle now?\"\n\nThat was not an option. Not that he would take it even if it was. And she knew it. And she acted like the fact he'd thrown his life away for a life of [i]this [/i]was [i]funny[/i] to her! The nerve! However, it wasn't like he could do anything about it. He'd made his choice, and everything that went with it. And now, he had to live with the consequences.\n\nHe growled, and got to work. Hauling boxes from one place to another. What was in the boxes? Why were they hauling it? Who knew? What mattered was it gave enough of a paycheck for their night's supper and inn bill. And that was enough. \n\nYet, despite the indignity of it all, he powered on through. He'd show them. He might have been a pompous prince in the past, but that was gone now, and this was his life now. It was the choice he'd made. \n\nAnd it wasn't like he was alone in all this. Zigs, ever the leader, encouraged him through it just when he thought he'd call it quits. \n\nThey'd done little odd jobs here and there like this that day, and the next, and once they moved onto the next town, they did the same. \n\nHe found himself working with Zigs more and more, especially since he really couldn't stand Lorette that much, and hated working with her. He might not have been a prince, and she might have walked away from the Wallbreakers, but the animosity still remained. At least for now.\n\nSome things never die.\n\nWorking with Zigs though was the opposite. He... liked it. He liked... working... with Zigs. He... Liked Zigs. Something that when they first met, the very concept had been laughable. Now however, he felt like Zigs was the only one in the group who he could really relate to. Who even came close to understanding him. \nBreel was... Okay. And there was some similarity, but they weren't really close. Perhaps the \"she\" part had something to do with it. As for Lorette. Well, the less thought of her the better. He tolerated her, and if he was to be honest with himself, it boggled his mind as to why she even stuck around and hadn't just ran back to Andy or whatever that guy's name was. Yeah, she explained it one night. But it didn't really help. \nZigs on the other hand, he could definitely understand. He'd been there for him, even with the way he'd treated him. He'd apologized for his behavior that night in the bar, and Zigs kept telling him that he forgave him.\n\nBut he never truly forgave himself.\n\nThose nights he sat alone in an inn room (where they could get their own rooms) or together in a tent or other shelter, he thought about things. That night, he acted on impulse. But now that he had time to actually think. About his life before this. About where it was going. About Doom. About his relationship with him. \n\n... About Zigs. About how he talked. About how he looked. About how he was firm, yet soft in personality. Hard when need be, but friendly enough to feel close to. About how that matted fur of his looked. About how it felt when his brushed against his. About his 'sword'. About-\n\nHe couldn't deny it any longer. He had feelings for Zigs. Romantic feelings. Lustful feelings. \n\nHe wanted Zigs. Not just his body, but his heart too. He didn't just want Zigs to be Doom 2.0. If anything, Zigs was far closer to his half brother than he was to Doom. And that's why, more nights than not, Kwill found himself fantasizing about Zigs. About taking him in his arms, about kissing him, about the two rubbing dicks together, about him gently sinking his 'staff' into that boy's behind, and him doing the same to him. And found himself stroking himself when no one was looking. \n\nOnce he realized it, he realized he had to do something, but he didn't know what. What if Zigs turned him down? What if he told him to leave? What if-\n\nNo. He was going to be brave. Brave like he'd been that moment when he decided that he'd had enough of the fever dream he called 'Noble life' and decided to go on the run. \n\nNext night, he was going to tell Zigs exactly how he felt. And hopefully, if at all possible, do what he couldn't do with Lythe. \n\nMake him his mate. \n\nThe next night, the group was staying at an inn, in a town he didn't remember the name of. It didn't matter anyway, they'd move on the next day. After steeling himself for what was to come, he left his room, and made his way down to where Zigs was staying. As he walked down, he noticed the door was open just a crack, and he heard noises. \n\nNoises that sounded like Zigs. And...??\n\nCareful not to be noticed, he spied through the door's crack. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.\n\nBreel, her blue rings glowing in the darkness, just enough to barely illuminate the scene in front of him. The scene of her with her legs spread, panting and nearly shouting excitedly, as Zigs, the man he coveted so much, loomed over her. He could see that dick of Zigs pounding away at the Umbreon's wet pussy with reckless abandon.\n\nThe sight disgusted Kwill. Angered him.\n\nAnd yet, he couldn't just walk away. He felt himself compelled to simply watch, as Zigs made love to that... that [i]bitch!![/i] Watched as they came together, watched as her pussy filled up with his baby batter.\n\nThe fact that she'd told him that her brother had made her barren offered no comfort or relief to Kwill, who watched them share a sloppy kiss.\n\nAnd then, they told each other that they loved one another. The Quilava's heart broke into a million pieces upon hearing those words. Tears filled his angry eyes as he sulked back to his bedroom. Just like the night he'd learned of his father's fate, he found himself sobbing himself to sleep in his bed.\n\nThat ... [i]Cunt[/i] had beaten him to the punch! And now, Zigs was taken, forever out of his reach.\n\nHis heartbreak turned to anger. He considered his options. He considered leaving. But where would he go? He couldn't go back to the castle. And as much as he hated to admit it, he doubted he'd survive long on his own. He was stuck here.\n\nAs if the situation wasn't bad enough, he realized he had to put up with this. With this pain of losing. With seeing [i]them[/i] mated.\n\nThe next day, he gave Breel a cold glare, but said nothing. He found himself getting colder and colder to the Umbreon. Someone who he at one time at least sympathized with. Now all that sympathy was gone. He had nothing but coldness and snide remarks towards her. \n\nOh they didn't stop with that one night. In fact, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. It made him sick.\n\nThe nights spent together camping in a tent were both relief and irritation. Relief because he knew Zigs wasn't fucking her. Irritation because he had to share the same tent with [i]her.[/i]\n\nOne day, in another town, during another job, Breel had dropped something. Zigs had of course, rushed to help her. But he'd muttered something awful under his breath. What it was, he couldn't remember. But it apparently struck a nerve. \n\nBecause after said job, he found himself in front of a very annoyed looking Zigs. Alone. He'd finally taken notice, it had seemed.\n\n\"Kwill...\" Zigs started. \"Let's just get to the point.\"\n\n\"What point?\" Kwill grumbled. \"There's nothing to talk about.\"\n\n\"I think there is.\" Zigs replied in a firm tone. The kind of firm tone he'd used the night Doom had died when he tried to get him to move. The 'I'm not asking' tone. \"Over the last few days, I've noticed you've been acting rather mean towards Breel.\"\n\n\"And?!\" Kwill asked. \n\n\"And that's not acceptable, Kwill!\" Zigs continued, his calmness beginning to melt. \"I know you two weren't particularly close. And now you're just... being a jerk. Clearly there's something wrong. And I'd like to know what it is.\"\n\n\"And since when do you care?!\" Kwill replied. \"Besides, shouldn't you be snogging her or something right now? I bet she's sitting there with open legs waiting for you to fuck her and you're here arguing with some washed up ex-prince instead!\"\n\n\"Wait, how do you know about-\" Zigs shook his head. \"Doesn't matter. What the heck is your problem?!\" Zigs shouted. \"Why would you-\"\n\nKwill didn't know what it was about those words in particular, but in that moment, he exploded.\n\n\"My problem...\" He began, before his growl turned into a shout. \"IS THAT FUCKING SKANK STOLE YOU AWAY FROM ME!!\" The flare on his back and head flared hotter than it had ever been in his lifetime.\n\nZigs remained silent, his mouth agape from what he'd just heard. Kwill's eyes teared up as the flames died down. \n\n\"W... What?\" Zigs slowly found the words to speak again. \"What do you mean... 'stole me away from you?'\"\n\n\"Isn't it obvious?!\" Kwill sobbed angrily. \"I... I LOVE YOU!\" He shouted, the flare on his back briefly flaring again. \"I Love you so fucking much! And seeing you with... Her... It breaks my fucking heart!\"\n\n\"S... Since when?\" Zigs replied. \"I always thought you only saw me as a little guild brat with a sword that belongs to nobles.\"\n\n\"I... I did.\" Kwill admitted. \"At first. But... But after that night. Everything changed. T... The more I spent around you, the more I liked you.\"\n\n\"Why didn't you say anything earlier?\" Zigs asked, his tone more calm and understanding.\n\n\"I... I wanted to... To tell you how I felt. I.. It was hard to... figure out what to say... But that night. I ... Was going to. I ... I went to your room and... And I saw you two...\" Kwill sniffled. \"She got to you first. And now you're mated, and it's too late.\"\n\nKwill wiped the snot coming from his nose, and his eyes. Kwill gave a smile, a bit insincere. He knew what he had to do, it would be painful to accept it. But... he knew that the way he was going wasn't going to do anyone any favors. Not Zigs, not her, not himself.\n\n\"I... I'm sorry.\" He stammered. \"I should be happy for you. I... I'm just coming off as a jealous baby. I... I won't bother you any-\"\n\n\"We aren't mated, Kwill.\" \n\nThat stopped Kwill's sniffing and apologies mid-sentence.\n\n\"Y... You're not?\" He asked through teared eyes.\n\n\"No.\" Zigs informed him. \"Not yet. While we certainly do love each other, we've not brought it up. Besides, with the way things are right now, I'm not sure if either her nor I are really ready for that.\"\n\n\"I... Well...\" Kwill sniffled. \"Now I feel just dumb. And petty. And... Umm...\"\n\n\"Impulsive?\" Zigs asked with a smirk and an eye raise.\n\n\"... Yeah. I... I guess that part of me didn't get left behind with the badge, huh?\"\n\n\"Definitely not.\" Zigs chuckled a bit.\n\n\"Anyway, I'm sorry I gave you the wrong idea, and wasn't more aware of your feelings. If I was I might have-\" \n\nZigs stopped momentarily.\n\n\"Wait, hold on one second here.\" Zig's eyes narrowed. \"You're not just trying to replace Doom with me, are you? Because if that's the case-\"\n\n\"What?! No!!\" Kwill shouted indignantly. \"I don't think of you as a replacement for Doom. And... Well, if I'm to be honest, I don't think I'd want you to be another Doom, either.\"\n\n\"Really?\" Zig's eyebrow raised.\n\n\"I'm serious.\" Kwill sighed. \"Especially since... Well.... I've had time to think. About all that. And... well... thinking back on it. It's made me realize a few things. About him... And you.\"\n\n\"Things like?\"\n\nKwill took a deep breath, thinking on how to articulate what he was about to tell him before continuing.\n\n\"Look, what I had with Doom was.... Special. And not a day goes by where I don't miss him.\"\n\nZigs nodded understandably, but stayed silent as Kwill continued.\n\n\"But what we had... We... We weren't really lovers, I'd say.\"\n\n\"Really?\" Zigs commented, and Kwill nodded. \n\n\"Yes. We were more... what's the right word? 'Fuckbuddies?' That'll do I think. Yeah. Fuckbuddies. What... What I had with Doom wasn't genuine love. It was just... lust. I was just a... ugh...\" He gritted his teeth at what he was about to say. \"'Faggot Prince'. Ballance Breaks do I hate that title. But yeah, a lusty little Faggot Prince wanting his bum filled. Wanting an escape from the imminent hell awaiting me in my marriage. And Doom... Well, he was more than eager to take advantage of it.\"\n\n\"So... You feel like... You were just a hole for him to fill, is what you're saying?\"\n\n\"Something like that.\" Kwill looked off to the side sadly. \"Just one of many.\"\n\n\"It sounds like Doom didn't really love you.\" Zigs commented. But his eyes soon went wide with realization at what he just let slip. \"Er um, I mean... I'm sure he cared for you in his way but-\"\n\n\"No.\" Kwill shook his head. \"You're right. He didn't. No more than Ivy did.\"\n\n\"That's a bit harsh, don't you think?\" Zigs asked. \n\n\"Zigs, need I remind you that the minute someone fresh and new came along, the first thing he did was get drunk and force themselves onto them right in front of me. I don't think I need to remind you who that was.\"\n\nZigs huffed in indignant remembrance. He indeed didn't need reminding. \n\n\"I still haven't forgiven him for that.\" he grumbled.\n\n\"Nor would I ask nor expect you to.\" Kwill reassured him. \"And, the truth is...\" He sighed. This part was hard. \"While yes, I did feel affection for him, it wasn't... actual love. Just... Desperation.\"\n\n\"I... See. I can't say I knew Doom that well beyond those two nights. But even so, I think I can see what you mean.\"\n\n\"What I feel for you, or at least what I think I feel for you... What I wanted from you... Was... ummm...\" His mind scrambled for a good example. He never really had a genuine 'love' in his life. His noble life didn't allow for it. He was expected to marry, this case Ivy, produce an heir, and that was that. Love was never part of the equation. So despite having quite a few 'bedmates', he never really had any 'loves' in his life. It's why this was all so awkward to him.\n\nExcept....\n\n\"It's more like what I had between myself and Lythe.\"\n\nKwill's eyes went wide as he realized what example he'd just picked. He hadn't thought it through, and just picked the only example he could think of without realizing the greater implication.\n\nJust like all of his actions as of late.\n\n\"Wait, no! That came out wrong.\" Kwill quickly backpeddled. \"Sorry, sorry. That's not. ... Ughhh!\" He groaned in frustration and self-loathing. \"That must have sounded really wrong. Like something a 'shitty noble' would say and do.\" He sighed. \"I... wouldn't expect you to understand.\"\n\n\"I think I do.\" Zigs replied.\n\n\"Y... You do?!\" Kwill said, completely taken off his guard.\n\n\"Yeah. I... might have saw it first hand.\" Zigs admitted. Now it was his turn to be a bit embarrassed, with a small cute blush on his face. Kwill just blinked in surprise.\n\n\"That night. No not the night at the bar, the one before that. The one after I'd been drafted and Doom invited me up to the castle.\" Zigs began.\n\n\"Oh yeah. That night.\" Kwill remembered. \"Lythe came in, I knocked his stuff over and-\"\n\n\"And then after cleaning up, and after asking about him, you said you needed air.\" Zigs recollected. \"After hearing that story about Red Rust, I decided to get my own 'air' before he could drone on about Red Tail.\"\n\n\"He did that a lot.\" Kwill replied. \"It got kind of annoying, actually. He would never shut up about how he beat Red Tail. Kind of ironic, really.\" Kwill forced a chuckle, though didn't really mean it. Zigs paused for a moment before continuing.\n\n\"As I was saying, as I passed down the hallway, I saw the door open just a crack. I looked inside, and well... I saw you two. Making love.\"\n\nThat fact surprised Kwill. He hadn't even known that he'd left the door open that night, let alone Zigs had seen him. He could only count himself lucky it'd been Zigs and not Typhus that had seen. Still...\n\nNeither Zigs nor Kwill knew how to respond to that. The two just sat there in silence for a while, blushes on both their faces. They looked to one another, but then back at the ground again.\n\n\"Did....\" Kwill awkwardly asked, breaking the silence. \"Did you... like what you saw?\"\n\n\"I... Uh...\" Zigs was once again taken off guard by that question. \"I... don't know.\" He looked off to the side. \"I mean, I did get hard from seeing it. But... I... I don't know how I really felt. Or if I really 'liked it.'\"\n\nKwill smiled, and gently took his hand. Zigs looked at him questioningly.\n\n\"... Would you like to find out?\" Kwill asked hopefully.\n\nZigs hesitated. He looked at Kwill, and then to the paw behind held by him. And then back again. Kwill began to worry he was going to flat out reject him. He had just about accepted it, and apologized when Zigs spoke first.\n\n\"Alright. I... I'll give it a try.\"\n\nKwill's heart did a flip in his chest. His features lit up. Even his back fire, something that normally only lit in times of extreme anger, did a little flare. He was so happy, he even bounced on his feet like a little kid.\n\n\"R... Really?!\" He said excitedly. \"M... Meet me in my room tonight. Y-You won't regret this!\"\n\nHe said this, but he could see the unsure look Zig's eyes. \n\nThat night, as he sat there on the mattress on his bed, waiting, he began to become worried that Zigs had decided to back out. But, a click and opening of the door quickly put those fears to rest as Zigs entered the room.\n\nZigs sat next to him, and he looked to the ground awkwardly. Kwill could see in his eyes, he was unsure about all this. Still the bad memories from Doom, more than likely.\n\nWell, Kwill resolved to change all that. Tonight, there would be no Doom egging him on and taking advantage of him in his drunken state. It would just be the two of them. \n\n\"So, uh...\" Zigs awkwardly asked. \"How should we start?\"\n\n\"Well... first off. Like this.\"\n\nHe wrapped his nearest arm around the Zigazoon and pulled him into a semi-tight hugged, and gave him a simple smooch on the cheek. Nothing too strong, but enough to get the message across. He gave Zigs a moment to process it before going to the lips. Perhaps him doing this with Breel first was a blessing in disguise, as the former prince found Zigs hugging him back and drawing him in closer for that kiss. However, his tongue was quite cautious, only carefully sliding over his. It was at this point that Kwill took the initiative again, letting his tongue explore the boy's mouth in perpetuity. \n\nThe kiss ended only a few moments after it began, with the two slowly pulling apart.\n\n\"So, how was that?\" Kwill asked sultrily. \n\n\"It was... A good start?\" Zigs answered awkwardly. \"I mean...\" \n\nHe looked down, as did Kwill\n\n\"...It certainly did something.\" Zigs finished with a slight chuckle.\n\n\"I'd sure say!\" Kwill replied enthusiastically.\n\nThe two noted their dicks starting to emerge from their respective sheathes. \n\n\"Soo... what now?\" Zigs asked again.\n\nKwill thought for a moment. His first thought was a blowjob. But, seeing the two of them get hard like this, he had another idea to start with.\n\n\"Turn towards me.\"\n\n\"Uhhh... okay?\"\n\nZigs did as he was told, turning towards him on the bed and repositioning his legs so they were open, but together in a loop, forming a lap.\n\nPerfect.\n\n\"Now, just stay like that.\" Kwill instructed. \"I'm going to climb on your lap.\"\n\n\"Isn't that going a bit... fast?\" Zigs objected while kwill climbed on his lap, facing him. \"Besides, I can't even penetrate you like this-\"\n\n\"That's the idea.\" Kwill replied quickly. \"Penetrating isn't the idea here. We'll get to that later.\"\n\n\"Hmmph.\" Zigs grunted with a bit of worry in his tone.\n\n\"For now. Just sit and relax. And let me do the work.\"\n\n\"O... Okay.\" Zigs replied. \n\nKwill moved onto his lap, pressing his lower body against Zigs, trying to find the right position. He knew he had it when he could feel it: the wonderful feeling of both their dicks touching each other, their red sides rubbing up against one another.\n\nFor a second he was worried he'd have to awkwardly reach down and align it. But he guessed not.\n\n\"This is called 'frotting'. Don't ask me why they call it that.\" Kwill explained. \"The jist of it is, we rub our dicks together\"\n\n\"I don't see how that would- ooh!\" Zigs was cut off as Kwill began to move his hips, the Quilava being no stranger to all of this. \n\n\"Then don't see, Zigs. [i]Feel[/i].\" Kwill huffed lustfully as he began to move his hips, grinding his cone against the Zigazoon's. He moved his hips ever so slightly up and down in little 'minihumps' as the two boys pressed themselves against one another. He could feel himself get ever more aroused by the friction, and hear the small huffs Zigs was making, as light as they were.\n\n\"This is... a bit awkward.\" Zigs admitted. \n\nZigs looked down and realized that while this was working, and it was pleasureful to him, it wasn't having as much of an effect as he would have liked on zigs. He was getting harder, but Kwill was already at full mast, while Zigs was still at least somewhat flaccid.\n\nKwill wasn't worried though. While part of him had hoped otherwise, he'd known Zigs wasn't going to get completely hard from this alone. Truth be told, Kwill hadn't either when he'd had his first frotting experience.\n\nThe first time he'd realized he was gay.\n\nStill though, this was just a small warm up. He had other ideas in mind. Other experiences to share.\n\n\"Okay. Enough of that.\" Kwill said, getting himself off of Zigs's lap. \"Lay back. It's time for a blowjob.\"\n\nZigs nodded and did that. Kwill grinned as he got onto his belly, his face now at the dick's level. He reached out a paw, and took the paw in his hand, and slowly began to stroke it. He was rewarded by a small grunt from his lover.\n\n\"After what happened... last time.\" He said, hesitating to even bring it up, but finding it was necessary. \"I think it's only fair that I suck yours.\"\n\n\"I... I guess that could work.\" Zigs nodded. \n\n\"Very good.\" Kwill said back. \"I'm sure that's how [i]she[/i] started too. Right?\"\n\n\"Well... yeah? You weren't.. Mmm... there for the whole thing?\"\n\n\"Just the tail end.\" Kwill informed him, though the pun was lost on the both of them. He gave Zig's dick a long, sultry lick. It earned him a shutter from the zigazoon and a moan. He continued. \"Still... I don't think she did [i]this[/i], did she?\"\n\n\"Did what?\"\n\n\"You'll feel it.\"\n\nInstead of giving the boy's dick another lick, or sticking it in his mouth, Kwill's face moved towards the boy's rear, giving it a sniff. He took in the scent, it's aroma, before getting to work. His tongue licked the outside of the boy's surprisingly clean butthole. \n\n\"Ngh! What are you-\"\n\n\"Just relax.\" Kwill commanded. He put his other paw on Zig's chest, partially to prevent him from getting up inadvertingly, but also for leverage. The ex-prince slathered the boy's butt with as much spit as he could. Once he was satisfied, he gave his paw, specifically his right digit, a little lick, in preparation for what he was about to do.\n\nHis face once again returned in front of Zig's cock, something that had briefly gone unattended. He gave it another long lick. Meanwhile, his real plan lay in his paw. He hadn't licked Zig's ass for no reason, after all. He pressed the paw's digit against the rear entrance, causing a slight jump from the Zigazoon. Not wanting to startle him or hurt him, he began to prod at the hole with his paw.\n\n\"Agh?!\" Zig gasped.\n\nHe stopped his licks on the boy's tasty cock to see the results of this handiwork. It had gotten just the result he wanted. The one he knew he'd get. Zigs was now fully erect, and hard, and already panting. This was the prince's cue to begin in earnest, and he licked his lips in anticipation, as well as a means to lube himself up for what would come next.\n\nHe wrapped his mouth around the tip of Zig's dick as hard as he could, and slid the dick into his mouth in one single swift motion. At the same time, he pushed his digit into the guildie's rear hole. Both of which elicited a loud breath of pleasured shock from the boy in front of him.\n\nPerfection itself.\n\nTaking dick like this was no obstacle to him. He'd taken much bigger like this before. Not that he was judging Zigs on his [i]size[/i] or anything.\n\nHe swirled his tongue around the cone rapidly, eagerly getting as much taste of it onto his tongue as he could muster. He juggled his digit inside Zig's ass a little bit, stimulating him as much as he could in a short moment before he quickly slid the cock out of his mouth and looked up at his lover with a confident smirk.\n\n\"How's that feel, Zigs?\" He asked. \n\n\"It felt... weird.\" Zigs replied. For a split second, Kwill's heart sank. But just for a second, as Zigs followed it up with \"weird, but good.\"\n\n\"Your 'other sword' certainly seems to agree.\" Kwill chuckled before he once again took the dick into his mouth, giving it another quick tongue swirlie before he began to rapidly bob and down, using the tightness of his mouth to massage the cone to the best of his ability. \nAll the while he pulled his digit back, only to sink into the boy's rear hole once more, soon establishing a rapid pleasureful pace on both ends.\n\n\"Nnngh!\" Zigs groaned. \"You're so good at this.\"\n\nKwill let the cock leave his mouth again just for a moment, and held his digit inside the other hole as deep as it could go without sticking the whole paw inside. \n\n\"Well, they didn't call me the 'Faggot Prince' for nothing!\" Kwill chuckled before once again going down on Zig's crotch cone. This time, he didn't stop for anything. He finger fucked the boy's butt rapidly, while his head pistoned up and down the shaft quickly. The ex-prince's ears were filled with the delectable huffs and pants of his newfound lover. Kwill could even feel him involuntarily buck up into his mouth. \n\nIt was all good. In fact, he'd anticipated it. \n\nAll the while he resisted the urge to hump the bed to satisfy his own raging hardon. Not only did he need the other hand for leverage, he knew he needed to be hard for what was to come next.\n\nBut first, it was time to finish this first act. An act that was quickly drawing to its close, as Zigs loud rapid groans were indicating. Soon enough, he heard the words.\n\n\"Kwill! I'm gonna!\"\n\nKwill felt a pair of paws grip his head. Excellent. He felt his head being pushed against the Zigazoon's crotch as he thrust up into his face with a hard slam, his cock pulsing as it soon released its load directly into the quilava's waiting maw, string after string of hot tasty seed filling his mouth. Zigs gave a series of mini thrusts into his face as he came hard.\n\nHe made sure not to let a single drop of it leave.\n\nOnce he felt the last of the boy's seed enter his throat, and felt the pulses of his dick die down, Kwill swallowed, taking his seed down into his stomach. He slowly pulled his paw away from the boy's rear, a barely audible plop reaching his ears as he did. Once his paw left its place, so too did his face, and then the rest of him. He moved to sit down next to the still panting Zigs, who looked up at him. \n\n\"Well?\" Kwill asked. \"Did you like that?\"\n\n\"Yeah.\" Zigs panted. \"Definitely.\"\n\nHe let him rest for a moment. Kwill reached over to his own hard on, giving it just a slight stroke, just enough to keep it going for what was to come. Even so, the touch sent shivers down his own body, and he had to take care not to lose himself to just stroking off and cumming right there and then.\n\n\"So...\" Kwill began once Zig's panting had died down and he'd caught his breath. \"Are you ready for the next part?\"\n\n\"I...\" Zig's expression morphed into a frown \"I ... think so? I guess?\" He looked off to the side. \n\n\"You... Guess?\" Kwill asked. \n\n\"I... I still have bad memories of ... that.\" Zigs replied.\n\nIt didn't take a genius to figure out what he'd meant.\n\n\"Don't worry, hun.\" Kwill replied soothingly. \"I'll be a lot more gentle than he was.\"\n\nZigs gave an awkward smile at being called that.\n\n\"You trust me, right?\" \n\n\"Of course.\" Zigs replied. \"I... I wouldn't be traveling with you if I didn't.\"\n\nKwill smiled at this.\n\n\"Well...\" Zigs sighed after an awkward moment of silence. \"I guess I'll just get into position then.\" He rolled over on the bed, onto his stomach, and got onto his hands and knees. \"There, like this?\"\n\nKwill shook his head, earning a curious look from Zigs. \n\n\"Lay on your side.\" Kwill instructed.\n\n\"What?\" Zigs asked. \"Why?\"\n\n\"It's a lot easier for us to get intimate that way.\" Kwill replied informally. \"A lot better for your first time.\"\n\n\"Ermm, it's not my first time.\" Zigs corrected him.\n\n\"Well... actually for the first time. With someone that actually loves you.\"\n\n\"It's... not my first time there. Remember how this started?\"\n\n\"Y-you know what I mean!\" Kwill huffed.\n\n\"I know, I know.\" Zigs chuckled. \"But... okay.\"\n\nKwill watched Zigs get back onto his stomach, and then roll over to his side, with his back facing away from him. \n\n\"Like this?\" Zigs asked, looking back.\n\nKwill smiled back.\n\n\"Perfect.\"\n\nKwill laid down on his side, facing the same direction, he scooted up behind the Zigazoon, his dick rearing and ready to go as it pressed up against his back. However, he held off from the main event just a little longer. He knew Zigs was still nervous about all this. He needed a gentle touch, not the rough sex he was used to. He embraced his Zigazoon lover in an embrace, and gave him a gentle peck on the cheek.\n\n\"I'm not going to wreck you.\" He whispered into his ear. \"I'm going to love you.\"\n\nHe readjusted himself so he was a little lower beside him, just enough to give himself some wiggle room. He gently took Zig's upper leg and had him move it to the side, exposing the Zigazoon's rear for him. Once he had access, he took his raging hardon in paw, and guided the tip of it to his lover's rear.\n\nHe frowned as he felt the boy's bum instinctively clench when the tip prodded it.\n\n\"You've got to relax.\" Kwill whispered into his ear soothingly. \"It'll go in easier.\"\n\n\"I'm... Trying.\" Zigs whined. \"But it's not helping.\"\n\n\"Here, lemmie try this.\"\n\nKwill gave the Zigazoon another peck on the cheek. He took his paw off the cock he was holding, while still keeping it gently pressed against the entrance to keep it in place. Kwill moved his paw to his lover's side, and gently rubbed the Zig's fur reassuringly.\n\n\"Try to relax, Zigs. Deep breath. Slow breaths.\"\n\nZigs did this, slowing his breaths and relaxing. Kwill's reassuring rubbing might have helped, or might not have. Kwill chose to believe it did. Regardless, he felt the boy's butt unclench. Just enough for him to start properly.\n\n\"I'm going to push in now.\" He whispered. \"I'll go slow.\"\n\nKwill did exactly that, pushing the tip in. Very slowly, and very gently.\n\n\"Nngh...\" Zigs huffed. Kwill felt him clench again. Gods, he was so tight. However, he knew better than to simply keep going on. So he stopped, and allowed him to get used to him before the zigazoon male once again relaxed and allowed him to proceed. He proceeded slowly, with tiny little humps to gradually push it in rather than one swift motion as he usually would have, stopping when Zigs involuntarily clenched for a while before continuing. All the while, Zigs gave cute little moans of pleasure, which urged Kwill to continue. It took a while, but eventually Kwill was all the way in.\n\n\"Mmmh.\" Kwill huffed into Zig's ear. \"How's that feel?\"\n\n\"It feels weird.\" Zigs responded. \"But... much better than last time.\"\n\n\"That's good to hear.\"\n\nHe left it inside for just a bit, still allowing him to get used to the feeling of his girth inside him. However, it would not last forever. Kwill pulled himself back, almost out, very slowly, leaving only part of it in. He whispered once more into his friend's ear.\n\n\"Alright. I'm going to start now.\" He told him. \"I'm going to fuck you. Slowly.\"\n\n\"Mmm\" Zigs didn't say anything, but it was enough of a confirmation for Kwill continue.\n\nTrue to his word, he started slowly pushing himself in and out of the Zigazoon's rear, establishing a nice smooth pace. The ex-prince couldn't help but give a few huffs of his own. \n\n\"Ugh.. Zigs...\" He groaned as their bodies slowly rocked together on the bed. \"You feel so good.\" \n\nZigs gave a low huff in response.\n\nKwill lifted his upper body up slightly, looking over the zigazoon's shoulder, and grinned.\n\n\"Looks like you're enjoying it too.\" He commented as he saw Zig's cock, once again completely hard and at full mast.\n\n\"It feels nice.\" Zigs admitted. \"Though still weird.\"\n\nKwill thought for a moment, for a way to sweeten this for his lover, though his pace didn't slow nor stop as his lower half continued its motions. It only took a second for an idea to form.\n\n\"Maybe this will help?\" Kwill said encouragingly.\n\nHe used his one paw,the one closest to the bed to prop himself up, while he reached the other over Zig's hips. He took the slippery red cock in his paw. That was the one thing about 'mons like him and Zigs he always liked. The fact that they had a small amount of lube on them already when they came out of their sheathes. Made things like this easier. Things like... stroking his lover off while he was gently penetrating his ass.\n\n\"Ahh!\" Zigs said. \"Y... Yeah that feels ... mm... nice.\"\n\n\"Glad to hear.\" Kwill replied. \"Because we're just getting started.\"\n\nWith that, Kwill began to move his hips faster, his soft pushes starting to turn into harder thrusts. All the while, he continued to stroke off his lover, giving him pleasure on both ends, while the boy's butthole milked his own dick, it's tightness gripping him like a hand. Zig's breathing and moaning intensified, as did his own. \n\nHowever, the gay Quilava soon found he couldn't keep up this pace and keep stroking him like his. He wanted to go faster, but this position as making that difficult. It was a tough call, but he soon opted to let go of the male's cock. \n\n\"AH?!\" Zigs gasped questioningly. \"W-WHyd you stop?\" \n\n\"Sorry Zigs.\" Kwill replied as he repositioned his hand on the zigazoon's upper hip. \"But I really need the leverage now.\" Kwill let out a pleasureful moan. \"'Sides, I don't want you to cum again. Not yet.\"\n\nBefore Zigs could question what he meant, Kwill made good on said leverage he now had, his thrusts turning into loud plaps as he pulled zigs back into his cock with each thrust in. The bed began to rock noisily with their lovemaking, and Kwill's moans and gasps intensified, growing into loud happy groans and soft shouts.\n\nThe former prince could feel his climax rapidly approaching not long after he started this pace. It didn't surprise him, endurance was never his strong suit, especially which how tightly Zig's butt was milking him. \n\n\"Get ready.\" Zigs said loudly into his ear. \"I'm gonna fill you!\"\n\n\"Ahh!\" Zigs shouted back. \"Do it!\"\n\nAlmost no sooner than those words left the Zigazoon's lips than Kwill felt himself lose himself to his orgasm, the pleasure washing over him as the two of them giving a loud groan as he slammed his hips into Zigs one more time, driving himself as deep as he could before he felt his cock pulse and convulse, sending spurts of hot spunk into the boy's rear end.\n\nThe two lie there, enjoying the momentary afterglow.\n\n\"Did you like that?\" Kwill panted.\n\n\"Y... Yeah.\" Zigs panted back. \"It... It felt good.\" \n\nKwill smiled. He pulled himself out, slowly, from Zig's rear hole, earning a grunt from the Zigazoon as the cock was finally pulled out of him. The ex-prince took a moment to sit up, and look over his handiwork, enjoying the sight of his fresh load spilling out of the boy's butt, and his own softening cock ever so slightly soaked with it.\n\n\"Good...\" Kwill finally replied proudly. He rolled over onto his stomach, and onto his hands and knees. \"...Because it's your turn now.\"\n\n\"You... don't want to do this the same way you did to me?\" Zigs asked.\n\n\"Nah.\" Kwill shook his head. \"I much prefer it this way when it's me taking it.\"\n\nWhile he expected Zig to take some time to catch his breath, he didn't expect him to do so for that long. Zigs hesitated. Kwill looked over to ask what was the hold up, only to see him not there.\n\nFor a split moment, Kwill's mind was filled with panic. What if he backed out? What if he changed his mind about all this? What if-\n\nA familiar sensation of tip prodding his own ass calmed those panicked thoughts before they could manifest into panicked action, and relief washed over the ex-prince.\n\n\"So uh... how should I do this?\" Zigs asked awkwardly from behind him. \"Nice and-\"\n\n\"Just jam it in.\" Kwill cut him off. \"Unlike you, I'm quite used to this by now.\"\n\n\"Granted, I haven't had any in a week or so\" Kwill muttered under his breath. \"Still, though...\"\n\n\"A... Are you sure? It might hur-\"\n\n\"Just fuck me already!\" Kwill shouted back, more than a bit annoyed. He could see Zigs flinch from the sudden outburst. The ex-prince couldn't help but chuckle internally at this.\n\n\"Alright, fine.\" Zigs replied. Kwill watched as he adjusted himself behind him, guiding his cock back to where it had been before he flinched and lost its position. He saw the Zigazoon plant his paws on either side of his (no longer) princely ass, and grip it tightly. \"You're the boss.\"\n\nBefore Kwill could say anything in return, his rectum exploded in pleasure, and a little bit of delicious pain. His mouth opened, his tongue rolled out, and his eyes rolled back into his head. If he hadn't came just a few minutes earlier, he might have done so just now.\n\n\"AHHHH!\" Kwill half-shouted, half moaned happily. \"That's the stuff!\"\n\n\"You need a moment?\" Zigs asked.\n\n\"Not a chance!\" Kwill snapped back. \"Take this little runaway prince to pound town!\" \n\nHe felt Zigs pull back. He barely had time to register before another hard [i]plap[/i] filled the room, and Zigs, staying true to the Quilava's instruction, started rutting him hard. As hard as the Zigazoon could go in fact. He felt his body juggle and rock from the hard pounding, he had trouble keeping his breath it was so intense.\n\nHappy pants and moans filled the room, from the two of them. Kwill egged him on with pants of \"Oh yeah!\" \"Oh fuck\" and \"Keep going! Ahh!\". He could hear Zigs pant and moan behind him too, but he couldn't make out what he was saying, if anything at all, his head was too filled with sensation and pleasure to register it.\n\nWhat it could register was Zig's cock. Zigs, of course, weren't anywhere near as big as Doom had been in the dick measuring contest. However, that didn't mean Zigs pounding him from behind like this was any less pleasurable. If anything, it felt [i]moreso[/i], in its own sort of way. Maybe because ZIgs could start out strong unlike Doom, who had to start out slowly because he was so massive. Or maybe...\n\n... Maybe it was because he actually [i]loved[/i] Zigs while he merely [i]lusted[/i] after Doom? \n\nSize really wasn't everything, as he'd learned. Especially if his 'little prince' was any indication. Barely five thrusts in and it was already full mast and throbbing under him. He thought about reaching under, to give it a little stroke. \n\nOnly for Zigs to beat him to the punch. He nearly lost it when he felt that paw wrap around his dick, let alone stroke him off. This was something Doom had never done. Though, in all fairness, up until he had the idea earlier tonight, he never thought to do it himself either, let alone ask for it.\n\n\"Oh Gods that's good Zigs! Ahh!\" Kwill shouted. \"You're so fucking good at this! NNgh! I love you so fucking much!\"\n\nBetween Zig's breakneck pace of pounding and him stroking the Quilava off, Kwill could not last much longer. \n\n\"AHHH! I'M CUMMING! AHH!!\" Kwill shouted as yet another orgasm washed over him, he felt his cock pulse and throb in the Zigazoon's hand, spilling another round of seed into the bed, making a mess. \n\nSomething they'd worry about never.\n\nKwill was just barely aware of the fact that Zigs had come right away. He was still pounding. He heard the Zigazoon shout, but he was too awash in the afterglow of his own orgasm to register it. At least, until he felt the warm spunky fluid fill his behind, and felt the hard, sporadic thrusts in his behind as Zigs was determined to get as much in as deep as possible. \n\nThe two stayed like this for only a moment, panting in exertion, before Zigs pulled out and flopped onto the bed beside him. Kwill quickly followed suit, landing on his side and rolling over on his back. The Quilava reached down, and held the Zigazoon's hand, the pair looked at each other, panting. A smile crept on both of their faces.\n\n\"That...\" Zigs panted. \"That was...\"\n\n\"You...\" Kwill panted. \"You were great Zigs!\"\n\n\"Good... to hear I did good.\" Zigs replied.\n\nThe two lie there in silence, letting each other pant and catch their breaths while they still held each other's hand. Finally, Zigs broke the silence.\n\n\"You got another one in you?\" Zigs asked.\n\n\"You know it.\" Kwill replied flirtily.\n\nThe two smiled, and shared a quick peck, before getting back to it. \n\nThe two would continue to fuck and make love to each other long into the night. Kwill lost count how many loads they filled each other with. They tried it in many positions. On the bed, out of the bed. On his back. So many. \n\nBy the time they were done, they were thoroughly exhausted. They once again found each other panting besides one another. This time, in a position not too dissimilar to how they'd begun. Though, this time it was Zigs with his arms wrapped around the prince and not the other way around. \n\n\"I'm pooped.\" Kwill panted. \"I don't think I could go another round even if I wanted to.\"\n\n\"Good.\" Zigs panted back. \"I don't have any more in me either. You really wore me out, Kwill.\"\n\n\"I aim to please.\" Kwill chuckled.\n\n\"I was supposed to say that.\" Zigs whined.\n\n\"Well, I guess it's true either way.\" Kwill giggled.\n\nThe two fell silent for just a moment.\n\n\"So...\" Kwill panted. \"You convinced now?\"\n\n\"Definitely.\" Zigs panted in reply. \"I could get used to this.\"\n\nThat made his heart leap. If he were not too exhausted to do so, he'd turn around and kiss the boy-\n\n\"However...\" \n\nKwill froze as he heard that word. In a very serious tone.\n\n\"Once we get up... We're going to have a talk... about all of this.\" Zigs told him seriously.\n\n\"We could talk right now-\"\n\n\"-As a group.\" Zigs cut him off. \n\nThe ex-prince frowned. In all this, Kwill had forgotten that Breel was still a thing. And he'd been a complete ass to her all week. The moment was marred by a sense of dread and guilt as the pair drifted off to sleep.\n\nThe next morning, Kwill found himself downstairs at the table, with the group, just as Zigs had told him they'd be. Kwill sat on Zig's right side, while Breel sat on Zig's left, with the Zigzoon in the middle.\n\nZigs had told her everything. About what happened, about why Kwill had acted the way he did. About what happened the night before. \n\nThe ex-prince stole a glance at the Coffer's slave sister. She didn't seem upset. She seemed... worried? Sad? Moreso than usual. She stole a glance towards him in return, and he suddenly found himself looking down at his empty plate in shame.\n\n\"Alright. First things first.\" Zigs said in his serious, no-nonsense tone. \"Kwill... I believe you have something to say here to Breel?\"\n\nKwill looked to her, guilt-ridden. He saw the hurt in her eyes. He sighed sadly. He wanted to shy away, just like she'd probably do, but Zigs was never going to let him do that.\n\nIt was better to get this over with.\n\n\"Breel...\" Kwill hesitated for a second before saying the words. \"... I'm sorry.\"\n\nBreel remained silent, still staring at him. He further hesitated before he continued.\n\n\"I'm sorry for acting like a jealous little shit, and treating you like dirt. I... I was just so angry over seeing him with you, that I became petty and jealous, and... impulsive. I.. I don't know if you can forgive me for it.\"\n\nKwill didn't know if it would suffice, he was never good at apologies. However, he meant every word of it. This wasn't some half-hearted apology or just something Zigs was making him do. He really did feel bad about what he'd done.\n\n\"I...\" Breel finally began, a bit shakily in her shy sort of way. \"I forgive you, Kwill.\"\n\nKwill smiled weakly at that. He didn't deserve it, but it was good to know that girl didn't hold grudges.\n\n\"Right. And with that out of the way...\" Zigs announced. \"It's time I come clean about how I feel. About the both of you...\"\n\nKwill watched as he turned to Breel and held her paws in his. He smiled, as did she, as they looked into each other. \n\n\"Breel, I love you. You know that. And I always will.\"\n\nThe last remaining bit of jealousy made the ex-prince's heart sink a little. He looked away. Only to feel his own paw being held. His attention returned to the Zigazoon.\n\n\"But...\" Zigs said slowly. \"I also love you too, Kwill.\"\n\nKwill smiled back. \n\n\"Last night. I realized... I'm not straight, nor gay. I'm bi.\" Zig explained. \"I love you both. I...\" He paused to find the right words. Having found them, he continued. \"I don't want either of you to feel like you have to 'compete' over me, or that I've been 'stolen' by the other. I just want to be able to love and share you both.\"\n\nZig's two lovers smiled. Before he could say anything else, both of them found themselves leaping at him and hugging them as tightly.\n\n\"I love you Zigs!\" Breel whispered shakily, yet affectionately.\n\n\"Y-Yeah, me too!\" Kwill sniffed. \"I.. I can share you with her.\"\n\n\"I... I can too.\" Breel replied shakily back.\n\nKwill felt the Zigazoon wrap one of his long arms around him, and saw him do the same to Breel. He opened his mouth to say more.\n\n[i]Clap. Clap. Clap.[/i]\n\nThe pair turned their attention towards the source of the clapping. \n\nLorette. She was here too, sitting across from them. Something all three had forgotten in the moment. She was slowly clapping, with an amused grin on her face.\n\n\"Well, well.\" She chuckled. \"Looks like you got the start of a nice little harem there, Zigs.\"\n\n\"I... Uh... Well..\" Zigs stammered. \"I guess I do. I dunno what I did to deserve it, but... Yeah.\"\n\nLorette laughed a little.\n\n\"So, now that you got one going, who're you gonna add next?\" She asked teasingly and sarcastically \"Any other guys or girls you are looking at?\"\n\nThe trio spoke not a word, but simply stared at her, still hugging one another.\n\n\"Why are you guys staring at me like that-\"\n\nThe Furret's eyes suddenly went wide with realization.\n\n\"Woah hey, nononono!\" Lorette waved her paws in front of her frantically. \"You've got the wrong idea here...\"\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Part 3: Awkward Envy

It had been a day since that eventful night in the Coffer's house. Kwill, the former noble now turned mere pauper, found himself confused in a whirl of emotions. Anger, confusion, regret, sorrow, anger, guilt, a little bit of happiness, fear, and more anger. He began to wonder if he'd really made the right choice throwing that noble badge, his whole life, away.

He'd done so in a fit of rage and frustration. He was angry about Doom's death. He was guilt-ridden about what Doom had done to zigs and roped him into doing. He was angry with his father. With the treatment he'd given him, treating him as if he wasn't even there most of the time, and how he threw him under the proverbial cart to save his own fur by selling him to be married to Ivy, all without his own input on the matter.

Almost like that one noble he'd heard about. The one that got married to the coldburrow heir and then vanished off the face of the planet on her wedding night. What was her name again? ... He couldn't remember. She was like a ghost.

It seemed like the only person that ever sympathized, ever understood him, was Doom. And now, he was dead. He'd have to face that marriage, and possibly his arranged death soon after, alone. It'd all been too much for him.

So that night, on pure impulse, he made the only choice he could. He decided to throw his nobility away, and make a run for it.

With the very person he'd wronged so badly.

But he wondered if he should have listened to Zigs when he told him to go back. If that would not have been better. He didn't know what the future held now. People were no doubt looking for them. For Zigs, for 'kidnapping' him. Him, for being missing. And if that wasn't bad enough, they were joined by two others. Girls on top of that. One of which, the more tolerable one, was the coffer's own sister. A completely useless klutz of a mon that couldn't survive on her own. One that would get blamed for her brother's death if she'd stayed.

She... Kind of reminded Kwill of himself, in a way. Something that irked him.

The other one he was genuinely scared of however. That furret thief calling herself 'Lorette', whom he was all but certain was a Wallbreaker. Wallbreakers were just the louder, more brazen, and less effective version of Slinks, having blown in from the Sands before Ivy sacked it all to shit.

He was all but certain the only reason she hadn't attempted to 'break down his walls' was because he threw the badge away and took the citizen badge. If not for that, he'd probably been either killed or taken as a hostage.

Regardless, they were all wanted. He was certain. People were looking for them, hence they had to remain on the move. Something that, to a mon not used to this kind of physical labor and being on the move constantly, wore at him. But they had to. Otherwise, they'd be caught, and most likely executed (himself being the single exception) all while he was forced to watch. That fear kept him going, not wanting to see Zigs at least suffer that on his account. So they kept going, keeping an eye out for anyone that might be on the hunt for the four of them.

Except, they weren't.

As the days turned into a week, it had slowly dawned on him, and the others, that no one was coming after them. There were no wanted posters. No Guild bounty hunters or squads of guards asking people about them. No town heralds telling mons to be on the lookout for them. Nothing.

Then, as they sat in an Inn a town over, they learned why. And the truth hit him like a wild tauros stampede.

His father, Typhus, had died that very night. Due to poisoning by a group of conspirators. The rumors blamed the Wallbreakers for the assassination.

"Wallbreakers my dick." Kwill had muttered to the group, careful not to draw attention to himself from the rest of the bar. "It was Ivy!"

"You sure?" Zigs asked. "You know that Wallbreakers are also trying to kill off all the nobles."

"Bah." Kwill spat. "Wallbreakers are all talk." He earned a glare from Lorette, yet she hadn't said anything. "And the Slinks couldn't have done that."

"Well, one did attack us." Zigs reminded him.

"That was because we were out in the bar." Kwill replied. He then remembered what happened there. "Erm, I'm sorry about-"

"I told you, I'm over it." Zigs sighed. "Besides, it's probably a good thing we were there anyway."

"What?" Kwill asked, shocked. "H-how so? You were raped and we were attacked by-"

"We're alive." Zigs cut him off. "Kwill, I hate to say this. But... if you're right about this, and you'd either gone back or stayed at the castle that night. You might have been killed too."

"... Or worse." Lorette casually added in while chewing on her dinner.

Kwill thought about it. The more that made sense.

"If that's the case..." Kwill began. "Then... Thank you."

"For?"

"For saving me that night."

"You've already-"

"-twice." Kwill continued. "Not just from Red Tail, but also from being killed at home."

Realizing that fact only made Kwill even more regretful for not being able to stop Doom from doing what he did to Zigs that night. And even worse for letting him Doom goad him into joining in on it.

"I... Uh... thanks?" Zigs replied. "But, you were the one who threw the badge away, remember? Despite me telling you otherwise?"

"Well..." Kwill scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, but still."

A horrible thought then entered his head. If his father was dead, due to poisoning. And they'd tried to do the same to him but failed. Then...

Lythe.

His eyes went wide, tears started forming at his eyes as the thoughts of his pruned half-brother entered into his mind. Did they kill him too, despite the fact that he was innocent and was no threat to her whatsoever? Or was he still there, now being subjected to the hell Kwill had tried so hard to protect him from?

"Hey, what's wrong?" Zigs asked.

"I... I..." Kwill sniffled. "I think... I need some time to myself."

Before anyone could stop him, he went to the room they'd rented out that night, and he'd spent the night sobbing, and eventually cried himself to sleep.

The following days brought something the ex-prince was very unfamiliar with. A concept that, as a Noble, he needed not bother with, but now, as a citizen, was something he had to face.

Work. Manual work, on top of that.

He didn't understand why. Lorette had stolen plenty of money from ... Who was that guy again? Fires? Flarene? Burnie? ... Whatever that stupid coffer's name was. It didn't matter. What did matter however was what Lorette had told them.

"It won't last forever." She had told him flatly when he asked. "Plus, Zigs doesn't really like me stealing anymore. So, yeah, we're going to work. Get used to it, prince. Unless you want to trudge back to the castle now?"

That was not an option. Not that he would take it even if it was. And she knew it. And she acted like the fact he'd thrown his life away for a life of this was funny to her! The nerve! However, it wasn't like he could do anything about it. He'd made his choice, and everything that went with it. And now, he had to live with the consequences.

He growled, and got to work. Hauling boxes from one place to another. What was in the boxes? Why were they hauling it? Who knew? What mattered was it gave enough of a paycheck for their night's supper and inn bill. And that was enough.

Yet, despite the indignity of it all, he powered on through. He'd show them. He might have been a pompous prince in the past, but that was gone now, and this was his life now. It was the choice he'd made.

And it wasn't like he was alone in all this. Zigs, ever the leader, encouraged him through it just when he thought he'd call it quits.

They'd done little odd jobs here and there like this that day, and the next, and once they moved onto the next town, they did the same.

He found himself working with Zigs more and more, especially since he really couldn't stand Lorette that much, and hated working with her. He might not have been a prince, and she might have walked away from the Wallbreakers, but the animosity still remained. At least for now.

Some things never die.

Working with Zigs though was the opposite. He... liked it. He liked... working... with Zigs. He... Liked Zigs. Something that when they first met, the very concept had been laughable. Now however, he felt like Zigs was the only one in the group who he could really relate to. Who even came close to understanding him.
Breel was... Okay. And there was some similarity, but they weren't really close. Perhaps the "she" part had something to do with it. As for Lorette. Well, the less thought of her the better. He tolerated her, and if he was to be honest with himself, it boggled his mind as to why she even stuck around and hadn't just ran back to Andy or whatever that guy's name was. Yeah, she explained it one night. But it didn't really help.
Zigs on the other hand, he could definitely understand. He'd been there for him, even with the way he'd treated him. He'd apologized for his behavior that night in the bar, and Zigs kept telling him that he forgave him.

But he never truly forgave himself.

Those nights he sat alone in an inn room (where they could get their own rooms) or together in a tent or other shelter, he thought about things. That night, he acted on impulse. But now that he had time to actually think. About his life before this. About where it was going. About Doom. About his relationship with him.

... About Zigs. About how he talked. About how he looked. About how he was firm, yet soft in personality. Hard when need be, but friendly enough to feel close to. About how that matted fur of his looked. About how it felt when his brushed against his. About his 'sword'. About-

He couldn't deny it any longer. He had feelings for Zigs. Romantic feelings. Lustful feelings.

He wanted Zigs. Not just his body, but his heart too. He didn't just want Zigs to be Doom 2.0. If anything, Zigs was far closer to his half brother than he was to Doom. And that's why, more nights than not, Kwill found himself fantasizing about Zigs. About taking him in his arms, about kissing him, about the two rubbing dicks together, about him gently sinking his 'staff' into that boy's behind, and him doing the same to him. And found himself stroking himself when no one was looking.

Once he realized it, he realized he had to do something, but he didn't know what. What if Zigs turned him down? What if he told him to leave? What if-

No. He was going to be brave. Brave like he'd been that moment when he decided that he'd had enough of the fever dream he called 'Noble life' and decided to go on the run.

Next night, he was going to tell Zigs exactly how he felt. And hopefully, if at all possible, do what he couldn't do with Lythe.

Make him his mate.

The next night, the group was staying at an inn, in a town he didn't remember the name of. It didn't matter anyway, they'd move on the next day.  After steeling himself for what was to come, he left his room, and made his way down to where Zigs was staying. As he walked down, he noticed the door was open just a crack, and he heard noises.

Noises that sounded like Zigs. And...??

Careful not to be noticed, he spied through the door's crack. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.

Breel, her blue rings glowing in the darkness, just enough to barely illuminate the scene in front of him. The scene of her with her legs spread, panting and nearly shouting excitedly, as Zigs, the man he coveted so much, loomed over her. He could see that dick of Zigs pounding away at the Umbreon's wet pussy with reckless abandon.

The sight disgusted Kwill. Angered him.

And yet, he couldn't just walk away. He felt himself compelled to simply watch, as Zigs made love to that... that bitch!!  Watched as they came together, watched as her pussy filled up with his baby batter.

The fact that she'd told him that her brother had made her barren offered no comfort or relief to Kwill, who watched them share a sloppy kiss.

And then, they told each other that they loved one another. The Quilava's heart broke into a million pieces upon hearing those words. Tears filled his angry eyes as he sulked back to his bedroom. Just like the night he'd learned of his father's fate, he found himself sobbing himself to sleep in his bed.

That ... Cunt had beaten him to the punch! And now, Zigs was taken, forever out of his reach.

His heartbreak turned to anger. He considered his options. He considered leaving. But where would he go? He couldn't go back to the castle. And as much as he hated to admit it, he doubted he'd survive long on his own. He was stuck here.

As if the situation wasn't bad enough, he realized he had to put up with this. With this pain of losing. With seeing them mated.

The next day, he gave Breel a cold glare, but said nothing. He found himself getting colder and colder to the Umbreon. Someone who he at one time at least sympathized with. Now all that sympathy was gone. He had nothing but coldness and snide remarks towards her.

Oh they didn't stop with that one night. In fact, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. It made him sick.

The nights spent together camping in a tent were both relief and irritation. Relief because he knew Zigs wasn't fucking her. Irritation because he had to share the same tent with her.

One day, in another town, during another job, Breel had dropped something. Zigs had of course, rushed to help her. But he'd muttered something awful under his breath. What it was, he couldn't remember. But it apparently struck a nerve.

Because after said job, he found himself in front of a very annoyed looking Zigs. Alone. He'd finally taken notice, it had seemed.

"Kwill..." Zigs started. "Let's just get to the point."

"What point?" Kwill grumbled. "There's nothing to talk about."

"I think there is." Zigs replied in a firm tone. The kind of firm tone he'd used the night Doom had died when he tried to get him to move. The 'I'm not asking' tone. "Over the last few days, I've noticed you've been acting rather mean towards Breel."

"And?!" Kwill asked.

"And that's not acceptable, Kwill!" Zigs continued, his calmness beginning to melt. "I know you two weren't particularly close. And now you're just... being a jerk. Clearly there's something wrong. And I'd like to know what it is."

"And since when do you care?!" Kwill replied. "Besides, shouldn't you be snogging her or something right now? I bet she's sitting there with open legs waiting for you to fuck her and you're here arguing with some washed up ex-prince instead!"

"Wait, how do you know about-" Zigs shook his head. "Doesn't matter. What the heck is your problem?!" Zigs shouted. "Why would you-"

Kwill didn't know what it was about those words in particular, but in that moment, he exploded.

"My problem..." He began, before his growl turned into a shout. "IS THAT FUCKING SKANK STOLE YOU AWAY FROM ME!!" The flare on his back and head flared hotter than it had ever been in his lifetime.

Zigs remained silent, his mouth agape from what he'd just heard. Kwill's eyes teared up as the flames died down.

"W... What?" Zigs slowly found the words to speak again. "What do you mean... 'stole me away from you?'"

"Isn't it obvious?!" Kwill sobbed angrily. "I... I LOVE YOU!" He shouted, the flare on his back briefly flaring again. "I Love you so fucking much! And seeing you with... Her... It breaks my fucking heart!"

"S... Since when?" Zigs replied. "I always thought you only saw me as a little guild brat with a sword that belongs to nobles."

"I... I did." Kwill admitted. "At first. But... But after that night. Everything changed. T... The more I spent around you, the more I liked you."

"Why didn't you say anything earlier?" Zigs asked, his tone more calm and understanding.

"I... I wanted to... To tell you how I felt. I.. It was hard to... figure out what to say... But that night. I ... Was going to. I ... I went to your room and... And I saw you two..." Kwill sniffled. "She got to you first. And now you're mated, and it's too late."

Kwill wiped the snot coming from his nose, and his eyes. Kwill gave a smile, a bit insincere. He knew what he had to do, it would be painful to accept it. But... he knew that the way he was going wasn't going to do anyone any favors. Not Zigs, not her, not himself.

"I... I'm sorry." He stammered. "I should be happy for you. I... I'm just coming off as a jealous baby. I... I won't bother you any-"

"We aren't mated, Kwill."

That stopped Kwill's sniffing and apologies mid-sentence.

"Y... You're not?" He asked through teared eyes.

"No." Zigs informed him. "Not yet. While we certainly do love each other, we've not brought it up. Besides, with the way things are right now, I'm not sure if either her nor I are really ready for that."

"I... Well..." Kwill sniffled. "Now I feel just dumb. And petty. And... Umm..."

"Impulsive?" Zigs asked with a smirk and an eye raise.

"... Yeah. I... I guess that part of me didn't get left behind with the badge, huh?"

"Definitely not." Zigs chuckled a bit.

"Anyway, I'm sorry I gave you the wrong idea, and wasn't more aware of your feelings. If I was I might have-"

Zigs stopped momentarily.

"Wait, hold on one second here." Zig's eyes narrowed. "You're not just trying to replace Doom with me, are you? Because if that's the case-"

"What?! No!!" Kwill shouted indignantly. "I don't think of you as a replacement for Doom. And... Well, if I'm to be honest, I don't think I'd want you to be another Doom, either."

"Really?" Zig's eyebrow raised.

"I'm serious." Kwill sighed. "Especially since... Well.... I've had time to think. About all that. And... well... thinking back on it. It's made me realize a few things. About him... And you."

"Things like?"

Kwill took a deep breath, thinking on how to articulate what he was about to tell him before continuing.

"Look, what I had with Doom was.... Special. And not a day goes by where I don't miss him."

Zigs nodded understandably, but stayed silent as Kwill continued.

"But what we had... We... We weren't really lovers, I'd say."

"Really?" Zigs commented, and Kwill nodded.

"Yes. We were more... what's the right word? 'Fuckbuddies?' That'll do I think. Yeah. Fuckbuddies. What... What I had with Doom wasn't genuine love. It was just... lust. I was just a... ugh..." He gritted his teeth at what he was about to say. "'Faggot Prince'. Ballance Breaks do I hate that title. But yeah, a lusty little Faggot Prince wanting his bum filled. Wanting an escape from the imminent hell awaiting me in my marriage. And Doom... Well, he was more than eager to take advantage of it."

"So... You feel like... You were just a hole for him to fill, is what you're saying?"

"Something like that." Kwill looked off to the side sadly. "Just one of many."

"It sounds like Doom didn't really love you." Zigs commented. But his eyes soon went wide with realization at what he just let slip. "Er um, I mean... I'm sure he cared for you in his way but-"

"No." Kwill shook his head. "You're right. He didn't. No more than Ivy did."

"That's a bit harsh, don't you think?" Zigs asked.

"Zigs, need I remind you that the minute someone fresh and new came along, the first thing he did was get drunk and force themselves onto them right in front of me. I don't think I need to remind you who that was."

Zigs huffed in indignant remembrance. He indeed didn't need reminding.

"I still haven't forgiven him for that." he grumbled.

"Nor would I ask nor expect you to." Kwill reassured him. "And, the truth is..." He sighed. This part was hard. "While yes, I did feel affection for him, it wasn't... actual love. Just... Desperation."

"I... See. I can't say I knew Doom that well beyond those two nights. But even so, I think I can see what you mean."

"What I feel for you, or at least what I think I feel for you... What I wanted from you... Was... ummm..." His mind scrambled for a good example. He never really had a genuine 'love' in his life. His noble life didn't allow for it. He was expected to marry, this case Ivy, produce an heir, and that was that. Love was never part of the equation. So despite having quite a few 'bedmates', he never really had any 'loves' in his life. It's why this was all so awkward to him.

Except....

"It's more like what I had between myself and Lythe."

Kwill's eyes went wide as he realized what example he'd just picked. He hadn't thought it through, and just picked the only example he could think of without realizing the greater implication.

Just like all of his actions as of late.

"Wait, no! That came out wrong." Kwill quickly backpeddled. "Sorry, sorry. That's not. ... Ughhh!" He groaned in frustration and self-loathing. "That must have sounded really wrong. Like something a 'shitty noble' would say and do." He sighed. "I... wouldn't expect you to understand."

"I think I do." Zigs replied.

"Y... You do?!" Kwill said, completely taken off his guard.

"Yeah. I... might have saw it first hand." Zigs admitted. Now it was his turn to be a bit embarrassed, with a small cute blush on his face. Kwill just blinked in surprise.

"That night. No not the night at the bar, the one before that. The one after I'd been drafted and Doom invited me up to the castle." Zigs began.

"Oh yeah. That night." Kwill remembered. "Lythe came in, I knocked his stuff over and-"

"And then after cleaning up, and after asking about him, you said you needed air." Zigs recollected. "After hearing that story about Red Rust, I decided to get my own 'air' before he could drone on about Red Tail."

"He did that a lot." Kwill replied. "It got kind of annoying, actually. He would never shut up about how he beat Red Tail. Kind of ironic, really." Kwill forced a chuckle, though didn't really mean it. Zigs paused for a moment before continuing.

"As I was saying, as I passed down the hallway, I saw the door open just a crack. I looked inside, and well... I saw you two. Making love."

That fact surprised Kwill. He hadn't even known that he'd left the door open that night, let alone Zigs had seen him. He could only count himself lucky it'd been Zigs and not Typhus that had seen. Still...

Neither Zigs nor Kwill knew how to respond to that. The two just sat there in silence for a while, blushes on both their faces. They looked to one another, but then back at the ground again.

"Did...." Kwill awkwardly asked, breaking the silence. "Did you... like what you saw?"

"I... Uh..." Zigs was once again taken off guard by that question. "I... don't know." He looked off to the side. "I mean, I did get hard from seeing it. But... I... I don't know how I really felt. Or if I really 'liked it.'"

Kwill smiled, and gently took his hand. Zigs looked at him questioningly.

"... Would you like to find out?"  Kwill asked hopefully.

Zigs hesitated. He looked at Kwill, and then to the paw behind held by him. And then back again. Kwill began to worry he was going to flat out reject him. He had just about accepted it, and apologized when Zigs spoke first.

"Alright. I... I'll give it a try."

Kwill's heart did a flip in his chest. His features lit up. Even his back fire, something that normally only lit in times of extreme anger, did a little flare. He was so happy, he even bounced on his feet like a little kid.

"R... Really?!" He said excitedly. "M... Meet me in my room tonight. Y-You won't regret this!"

He said this, but he could see the unsure look Zig's eyes.

That night, as he sat there on the mattress on his bed, waiting, he began to become worried that Zigs had decided to back out. But, a click and opening of the door quickly put those fears to rest as Zigs entered the room.

Zigs sat next to him, and he looked to the ground awkwardly. Kwill could see in his eyes, he was unsure about all this. Still the bad memories from Doom, more than likely.

Well, Kwill resolved to change all that. Tonight, there would be no Doom egging him on and taking advantage of him in his drunken state. It would just be the two of them.

"So, uh..." Zigs awkwardly asked. "How should we start?"

"Well... first off. Like this."

He wrapped his nearest arm around the Zigazoon and pulled him into a semi-tight hugged, and gave him a simple smooch on the cheek. Nothing too strong, but enough to get the message across. He gave Zigs a moment to process it before going to the lips. Perhaps him doing this with Breel first was a blessing in disguise, as the former prince found Zigs hugging him back and drawing him in closer for that kiss. However, his tongue was quite cautious, only carefully sliding over his. It was at this point that Kwill took the initiative again, letting his tongue explore the boy's mouth in perpetuity.

The kiss ended only a few moments after it began, with the two slowly pulling apart.

"So, how was that?" Kwill asked sultrily.

"It was... A good start?" Zigs answered awkwardly. "I mean..."

He looked down, as did Kwill

"...It certainly did something." Zigs finished with a slight chuckle.

"I'd sure say!" Kwill replied enthusiastically.

The two noted their dicks starting to emerge from their respective sheathes.

"Soo... what now?" Zigs asked again.

Kwill thought for a moment. His first thought was a blowjob. But, seeing the two of them get hard like this, he had another idea to start with.

"Turn towards me."

"Uhhh... okay?"

Zigs did as he was told, turning towards him on the bed and repositioning his legs so they were open, but together in a loop, forming a lap.

Perfect.

"Now, just stay like that." Kwill instructed. "I'm going to climb on your lap."

"Isn't that going a bit... fast?" Zigs objected while kwill climbed on his lap, facing him. "Besides, I can't even penetrate you like this-"

"That's the idea." Kwill replied quickly. "Penetrating isn't the idea here. We'll get to that later."

"Hmmph." Zigs grunted with a bit of worry in his tone.

"For now. Just sit and relax. And let me do the work."

"O... Okay." Zigs replied.

Kwill moved onto his lap, pressing his lower body against Zigs, trying to find the right position. He knew he had it when he could feel it: the wonderful feeling of both their dicks touching each other, their red sides rubbing up against one another.

For a second he was worried he'd have to awkwardly reach down and align it. But he guessed not.

"This is called 'frotting'. Don't ask me why they call it that." Kwill explained. "The jist of it is, we rub our dicks together"

"I don't see how that would- ooh!" Zigs was cut off as Kwill began to move his hips, the Quilava being no stranger to all of this.

"Then don't see, Zigs. Feel." Kwill huffed lustfully as he began to move his hips, grinding his cone against the Zigazoon's. He moved his hips ever so slightly up and down in little 'minihumps' as the two boys pressed themselves against one another. He could feel himself get ever more aroused by the friction, and hear the small huffs Zigs was making, as light as they were.

"This is... a bit awkward." Zigs admitted.

Zigs looked down and realized that while this was working, and it was pleasureful to him, it wasn't having as much of an effect as he would have liked on zigs. He was getting harder, but Kwill was already at full mast, while Zigs was still at least somewhat flaccid.

Kwill wasn't worried though. While part of him had hoped otherwise, he'd known Zigs wasn't going to get completely hard from this alone. Truth be told, Kwill hadn't either when he'd had his first frotting experience.

The first time he'd realized he was gay.

Still though, this was just a small warm up. He had other ideas in mind. Other experiences to share.

"Okay. Enough of that." Kwill said, getting himself off of Zigs's lap. "Lay back. It's time for a blowjob."

Zigs nodded and did that. Kwill grinned as he got onto his belly, his face now at the dick's level. He reached out a paw, and took the paw in his hand, and slowly began to stroke it. He was rewarded by a small grunt from his lover.

"After what happened... last time." He said, hesitating to even bring it up, but finding it was necessary. "I think it's only fair that I suck yours."

"I... I guess that could work." Zigs nodded.

"Very good." Kwill said back. "I'm sure that's how she started too. Right?"

"Well... yeah? You weren't.. Mmm... there for the whole thing?"

"Just the tail end." Kwill informed him, though the pun was lost on the both of them. He gave Zig's dick a long, sultry lick. It earned him a shutter from the zigazoon and a moan. He continued. "Still... I don't think she did this, did she?"

"Did what?"

"You'll feel it."

Instead of giving the boy's dick another lick, or sticking it in his mouth, Kwill's face moved towards the boy's rear, giving it a sniff. He took in the scent, it's aroma, before getting to work. His tongue licked the outside of the boy's surprisingly clean butthole.

"Ngh! What are you-"

"Just relax." Kwill commanded. He put his other paw on Zig's chest, partially to prevent him from getting up inadvertingly, but also for leverage. The ex-prince slathered the boy's butt with as much spit as he could. Once he was satisfied, he gave his paw, specifically his right digit, a little lick, in preparation for what he was about to do.

His face once again returned in front of Zig's cock, something that had briefly gone unattended. He gave it another long lick. Meanwhile, his real plan lay in his paw. He hadn't licked Zig's ass for no reason, after all. He pressed the paw's digit against the rear entrance, causing a slight jump from the Zigazoon. Not wanting to startle him or hurt him, he began to prod at the hole with his paw.

"Agh?!" Zig gasped.

He stopped his licks on the boy's tasty cock to see the results of this handiwork. It had gotten just the result he wanted. The one he knew he'd get. Zigs was now fully erect, and hard, and already panting. This was the prince's cue to begin in earnest, and he licked his lips in anticipation, as well as a means to lube himself up for what would come next.

He wrapped his mouth around the tip of Zig's dick as hard as he could, and slid the dick into his mouth in one single swift motion. At the same time, he pushed his digit into the guildie's rear hole. Both of which elicited a loud breath of pleasured shock from the boy in front of him.

Perfection itself.

Taking dick like this was no obstacle to him. He'd taken much bigger like this before. Not that he was judging Zigs on his size or anything.

He swirled his tongue around the cone rapidly, eagerly getting as much taste of it onto his tongue as he could muster. He juggled his digit inside Zig's ass a little bit, stimulating him as much as he could in a short moment before he quickly slid the cock out of his mouth and looked up at his lover with a confident smirk.

"How's that feel, Zigs?" He asked.

"It felt... weird." Zigs replied. For a split second, Kwill's heart sank. But just for a second, as Zigs followed it up with "weird, but good."

"Your 'other sword' certainly seems to agree." Kwill chuckled before he once again took the dick into his mouth, giving it another quick tongue swirlie before he began to rapidly bob and down, using the tightness of his mouth to massage the cone to the best of his ability.
All the while he pulled his digit back, only to sink into the boy's rear hole once more, soon establishing a rapid pleasureful pace on both ends.

"Nnngh!" Zigs groaned. "You're so good at this."

Kwill let the cock leave his mouth again just for a moment, and held his digit inside the other hole as deep as it could go without sticking the whole paw inside.

"Well, they didn't call me the 'Faggot Prince' for nothing!" Kwill chuckled before once again going down on Zig's crotch cone. This time, he didn't stop for anything. He finger fucked the boy's butt rapidly, while his head pistoned up and down the shaft quickly. The ex-prince's ears were filled with the delectable huffs and pants of his newfound lover. Kwill could even feel him involuntarily buck up into his mouth.

It was all good. In fact, he'd anticipated it.

All the while he resisted the urge to hump the bed to satisfy his own raging hardon. Not only did he need the other hand for leverage, he knew he needed to be hard for what was to come next.

But first, it was time to finish this first act. An act that was quickly drawing to its close, as Zigs loud rapid groans were indicating. Soon enough, he heard the words.

"Kwill! I'm gonna!"

Kwill felt a pair of paws grip his head. Excellent. He felt his head being pushed against the Zigazoon's crotch as he thrust up into his face with a hard slam, his cock pulsing as it soon released its load directly into the quilava's waiting maw, string after string of hot tasty seed filling his mouth. Zigs gave a series of mini thrusts into his face as he came hard.

He made sure not to let a single drop of it leave.

Once he felt the last of the boy's seed enter his throat, and felt the pulses of his dick die down, Kwill swallowed, taking his seed down into his stomach. He slowly pulled his paw away from the boy's rear, a barely audible plop reaching his ears as he did. Once his paw left its place, so too did his face, and then the rest of him. He moved to sit down next to the still panting Zigs, who looked up at him.

"Well?" Kwill asked. "Did you like that?"

"Yeah." Zigs panted. "Definitely."

He let him rest for a moment. Kwill reached over to his own hard on, giving it just a slight stroke, just enough to keep it going for what was to come. Even so, the touch sent shivers down his own body, and he had to take care not to lose himself to just stroking off and cumming right there and then.

"So..." Kwill began once Zig's panting had died down and he'd caught his breath. "Are you ready for the next part?"

"I..." Zig's expression morphed into a frown "I ... think so? I guess?" He looked off to the side.

"You... Guess?" Kwill asked.

"I... I still have bad memories of ... that." Zigs replied.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what he'd meant.

"Don't worry, hun." Kwill replied soothingly. "I'll be a lot more gentle than he was."

Zigs gave an awkward smile at being called that.

"You trust me, right?"

"Of course." Zigs replied. "I... I wouldn't be traveling with you if I didn't."

Kwill smiled at this.

"Well..." Zigs sighed after an awkward moment of silence. "I guess I'll just get into position then." He rolled over on the bed, onto his stomach, and got onto his hands and knees. "There, like this?"

Kwill shook his head, earning a curious look from Zigs.

"Lay on your side." Kwill instructed.

"What?" Zigs asked. "Why?"

"It's a lot easier for us to get intimate that way." Kwill replied informally. "A lot better for your first time."

"Ermm, it's not my first time." Zigs corrected him.

"Well... actually for the first time. With someone that actually loves you."

"It's... not my first time there. Remember how this started?"

"Y-you know what I mean!" Kwill huffed.

"I know, I know." Zigs chuckled. "But... okay."

Kwill watched Zigs get back onto his stomach, and then roll over to his side, with his back facing away from him.

"Like this?" Zigs asked, looking back.

Kwill smiled back.

"Perfect."

Kwill laid down on his side, facing the same direction, he scooted up behind the Zigazoon, his dick rearing and ready to go as it pressed up against his back. However, he held off from the main event just a little longer. He knew Zigs was still nervous about all this. He needed a gentle touch, not the rough sex he was used to. He embraced his Zigazoon lover in an embrace, and gave him a gentle peck on the cheek.

"I'm not going to wreck you." He whispered into his ear. "I'm going to love you."

He readjusted himself so he was a little lower beside him, just enough to give himself some wiggle room. He gently took Zig's upper leg and had him move it to the side, exposing the Zigazoon's rear for him. Once he had access, he took his raging hardon in paw, and guided the tip of it to his lover's rear.

He frowned as he felt the boy's bum instinctively clench when the tip prodded it.

"You've got to relax." Kwill whispered into his ear soothingly. "It'll go in easier."

"I'm... Trying." Zigs whined. "But it's not helping."

"Here, lemmie try this."

Kwill gave the Zigazoon another peck on the cheek.  He took his paw off the cock he was holding, while still keeping it gently pressed against the entrance to keep it in place. Kwill moved his paw to his lover's side, and gently rubbed the Zig's fur reassuringly.

"Try to relax, Zigs. Deep breath. Slow breaths."

Zigs did this, slowing his breaths and relaxing. Kwill's reassuring rubbing might have helped, or might not have. Kwill chose to believe it did. Regardless, he felt the boy's butt unclench. Just enough for him to start properly.

"I'm going to push in now." He whispered. "I'll go slow."

Kwill did exactly that, pushing the tip in. Very slowly, and very gently.

"Nngh..." Zigs huffed. Kwill felt him clench again. Gods, he was so tight.  However, he knew better than to simply keep going on. So he stopped, and allowed him to get used to him before the zigazoon male once again relaxed and allowed him to proceed. He proceeded slowly, with tiny little humps to gradually push it in rather than one swift motion as he usually would have, stopping when Zigs involuntarily clenched for a while before continuing. All the while, Zigs gave cute little moans of pleasure, which urged Kwill to continue.  It took a while, but eventually Kwill was all the way in.

"Mmmh." Kwill huffed into Zig's ear. "How's that feel?"

"It feels weird." Zigs responded. "But... much better than last time."

"That's good to hear."

He left it inside for just a bit, still allowing him to get used to the feeling of his girth inside him. However, it would not last forever. Kwill pulled himself back, almost out, very slowly, leaving only part of it in. He whispered once more into his friend's ear.

"Alright. I'm going to start now." He told him. "I'm going to fuck you. Slowly."

"Mmm" Zigs didn't say anything, but it was enough of a confirmation for Kwill continue.

True to his word, he started slowly pushing himself in and out of the Zigazoon's rear, establishing a nice smooth pace. The ex-prince couldn't help but give a few huffs of his own.

"Ugh.. Zigs..." He groaned as their bodies slowly rocked together on the bed. "You feel so good."

Zigs gave a low huff in response.

Kwill lifted his upper body up slightly, looking over the zigazoon's shoulder, and grinned.

"Looks like you're enjoying it too." He commented as he saw Zig's cock, once again completely hard and at full mast.

"It feels nice." Zigs admitted. "Though still weird."

Kwill thought for a moment, for a way to sweeten this for his lover, though his pace didn't slow nor stop as his lower half continued its motions. It only took a second for an idea to form.

"Maybe this will help?" Kwill said encouragingly.

He used his one paw,the one closest to the bed to prop himself up, while he reached the other over Zig's hips. He took the slippery red cock in his paw. That was the one thing about 'mons like him and Zigs he always liked. The fact that they had a small amount of lube on them already when they came out of their sheathes. Made things like this easier. Things like... stroking his lover off while he was gently penetrating his ass.

"Ahh!" Zigs said. "Y... Yeah that feels ... mm... nice."

"Glad to hear." Kwill replied. "Because we're just getting started."

With that, Kwill began to move his hips faster, his soft pushes starting to turn into harder thrusts. All the while, he continued to stroke off his lover, giving him pleasure on both ends, while the boy's butthole milked his own dick, it's tightness gripping him like a hand. Zig's breathing and moaning intensified, as did his own.

However, the gay Quilava soon found he couldn't keep up this pace and keep stroking him like his. He wanted to go faster, but this position as making that difficult. It was a tough call, but he soon opted to let go of the male's cock.

"AH?!" Zigs gasped questioningly. "W-WHyd you stop?"

"Sorry Zigs." Kwill replied as he repositioned his hand on the zigazoon's upper hip. "But I really need the leverage now." Kwill let out a pleasureful moan. "'Sides, I don't want you to cum again. Not yet."

Before Zigs could question what he meant, Kwill made good on said leverage he now had, his thrusts turning into loud plaps as he pulled zigs back into his cock with each thrust in. The bed began to rock noisily with their lovemaking, and Kwill's moans and gasps intensified, growing into loud happy groans and soft shouts.

The former prince could feel his climax rapidly approaching not long after he started this pace. It didn't surprise him, endurance was never his strong suit, especially which how tightly Zig's butt was milking him.

"Get ready." Zigs said loudly into his ear. "I'm gonna fill you!"

"Ahh!" Zigs shouted back. "Do it!"

Almost no sooner than those words left the Zigazoon's lips than Kwill felt himself lose himself to his orgasm, the pleasure washing over him as the two of them giving a loud groan as he slammed his hips into Zigs one more time, driving himself as deep as he could before he felt his cock pulse and convulse, sending spurts of hot spunk into the boy's rear end.

The two lie there, enjoying the momentary afterglow.

"Did you like that?" Kwill panted.

"Y... Yeah." Zigs panted back. "It... It felt good."

Kwill smiled. He pulled himself out, slowly, from Zig's rear hole, earning a grunt from the Zigazoon as the cock was finally pulled out of him. The ex-prince took a moment to sit up, and look over his handiwork, enjoying the sight of his fresh load spilling out of the boy's butt, and his own softening cock ever so slightly soaked with it.

"Good..." Kwill finally replied proudly. He rolled over onto his stomach, and onto his hands and knees. "...Because it's your turn now."

"You... don't want to do this the same way you did to me?" Zigs asked.

"Nah." Kwill shook his head. "I much prefer it this way when it's me taking it."

While he expected Zig to take some time to catch his breath, he didn't expect him to do so for that long. Zigs hesitated. Kwill looked over to ask what was the hold up, only to see him not there.

For a split moment, Kwill's mind was filled with panic. What if he backed out? What if he changed his mind about all this? What if-

A familiar sensation of tip prodding his own ass calmed those panicked thoughts before they could manifest into panicked action, and relief washed over the ex-prince.

"So uh... how should I do this?" Zigs asked awkwardly from behind him. "Nice and-"

"Just jam it in." Kwill cut him off. "Unlike you, I'm quite used to this by now."

"Granted, I haven't had any in a week or so" Kwill muttered under his breath. "Still, though..."

"A... Are you sure? It might hur-"

"Just fuck me already!" Kwill shouted back, more than a bit annoyed. He could see Zigs flinch from the sudden outburst. The ex-prince couldn't help but chuckle internally at this.

"Alright, fine." Zigs replied. Kwill watched as he adjusted himself behind him, guiding his cock back to where it had been before he flinched and lost its position. He saw the Zigazoon plant his paws on either side of his (no longer) princely ass, and grip it tightly. "You're the boss."

Before Kwill could say anything in return, his rectum exploded in pleasure, and a little bit of delicious pain. His mouth opened, his tongue rolled out, and his eyes rolled back into his head. If he hadn't came just a few minutes earlier, he might have done so just now.

"AHHHH!" Kwill half-shouted, half moaned happily. "That's the stuff!"

"You need a moment?" Zigs asked.

"Not a chance!" Kwill snapped back. "Take this little runaway prince to pound town!"

He felt Zigs pull back. He barely had time to register before another hard plap filled the room, and Zigs, staying true to the Quilava's instruction, started rutting him hard. As hard as the Zigazoon could go in fact. He felt his body juggle and rock from the hard pounding, he had trouble keeping his breath it was so intense.

Happy pants and moans filled the room, from the two of them. Kwill egged him on with pants of "Oh yeah!" "Oh fuck" and "Keep going! Ahh!". He could hear Zigs pant and moan behind him too, but he couldn't make out what he was saying, if anything at all, his head was too filled with sensation and pleasure to register it.

What it could register was Zig's cock. Zigs, of course, weren't anywhere near as big as Doom had been in the dick measuring contest. However, that didn't mean Zigs pounding him from behind like this was any less pleasurable. If anything, it felt moreso, in its own sort of way. Maybe because ZIgs could start out strong unlike Doom, who had to start out slowly because he was so massive. Or maybe...

... Maybe it was because he actually loved Zigs while he merely lusted after Doom?

Size really wasn't everything, as he'd learned. Especially if his 'little prince' was any indication. Barely five thrusts in and it was already full mast and throbbing under him. He thought about reaching under, to give it a little stroke.

Only for Zigs to beat him to the punch. He nearly lost it when he felt that paw wrap around his dick, let alone stroke him off. This was something Doom had never done. Though, in all fairness, up until he had the idea earlier tonight, he never thought to do it himself either, let alone ask for it.

"Oh Gods that's good Zigs! Ahh!" Kwill shouted. "You're so fucking good at this! NNgh! I love you so fucking much!"

Between Zig's breakneck pace of pounding and him stroking the Quilava off, Kwill could not last much longer.

"AHHH! I'M CUMMING! AHH!!" Kwill shouted as yet another orgasm washed over him, he felt his cock pulse and throb in the Zigazoon's hand, spilling another round of seed into the bed, making a mess.

Something they'd worry about never.

Kwill was just barely aware of the fact that Zigs had come right away. He was still pounding. He heard the Zigazoon shout, but he was too awash in the afterglow of his own orgasm to register it. At least, until he felt the warm spunky fluid fill his behind, and felt the hard, sporadic thrusts in his behind as Zigs was determined to get as much in as deep as possible.

The two stayed like this for only a moment, panting in exertion, before Zigs pulled out and flopped onto the bed beside him. Kwill quickly followed suit, landing on his side and rolling over on his back. The Quilava reached down, and held the Zigazoon's hand, the pair looked at each other, panting. A smile crept on both of their faces.

"That..." Zigs panted. "That was..."

"You..." Kwill panted. "You were great Zigs!"

"Good... to hear I did good." Zigs replied.

The two lie there in silence, letting each other pant and catch their breaths while they still held each other's hand. Finally, Zigs broke the silence.

"You got another one in you?" Zigs asked.

"You know it." Kwill replied flirtily.

The two smiled, and shared a quick peck, before getting back to it.

The two would continue to fuck and make love to each other long into the night. Kwill lost count how many loads they filled each other with. They tried it in many positions. On the bed, out of the bed. On his back. So many.

By the time they were done, they were thoroughly exhausted. They once again found each other panting besides one another. This time, in a position not too dissimilar to how they'd begun. Though, this time it was Zigs with his arms wrapped around the prince and not the other way around.

"I'm pooped." Kwill panted. "I don't think I could go another round even if I wanted to."

"Good." Zigs panted back. "I don't have any more in me either. You really wore me out, Kwill."

"I aim to please." Kwill chuckled.

"I was supposed to say that." Zigs whined.

"Well, I guess it's true either way." Kwill giggled.

The two fell silent for just a moment.

"So..." Kwill panted. "You convinced now?"

"Definitely." Zigs panted in reply. "I could get used to this."

That made his heart leap. If he were not too exhausted to do so, he'd turn around and kiss the boy-

"However..."

Kwill froze as he heard that word. In a very serious tone.

"Once we get up... We're going to have a talk... about all of this." Zigs told him seriously.

"We could talk right now-"

"-As a group." Zigs cut him off.

The ex-prince frowned. In all this, Kwill had forgotten that Breel was still a thing. And he'd been a complete ass to her all week. The moment was marred by a sense of dread and guilt as the pair drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Kwill found himself downstairs at the table, with the group, just as Zigs had told him they'd be. Kwill sat on Zig's right side, while Breel sat on Zig's left, with the Zigzoon in the middle.

Zigs had told her everything. About what happened, about why Kwill had acted the way he did. About what happened the night before.

The ex-prince stole a glance at the Coffer's slave sister. She didn't seem upset. She seemed... worried? Sad? Moreso than usual. She stole a glance towards him in return, and he suddenly found himself looking down at his empty plate in shame.

"Alright. First things first." Zigs said in his serious, no-nonsense tone. "Kwill... I believe you have something to say here to Breel?"

Kwill looked to her, guilt-ridden. He saw the hurt in her eyes. He sighed sadly. He wanted to shy away, just like she'd probably do, but Zigs was never going to let him do that.

It was better to get this over with.

"Breel..." Kwill hesitated for a second before saying the words. "... I'm sorry."

Breel remained silent, still staring at him. He further hesitated before he continued.

"I'm sorry for acting like a jealous little shit, and treating you like dirt. I... I was just so angry over seeing him with you, that I became petty and jealous, and... impulsive. I.. I don't know if you can forgive me for it."

Kwill didn't know if it would suffice, he was never good at apologies. However, he meant every word of it. This wasn't some half-hearted apology or just something Zigs was making him do. He really did feel bad about what he'd done.

"I..." Breel finally began, a bit shakily in her shy sort of way. "I forgive you, Kwill."

Kwill smiled weakly at that. He didn't deserve it, but it was good to know that girl didn't hold grudges.

"Right. And with that out of the way..." Zigs announced. "It's time I come clean about how I feel. About the both of you..."

Kwill watched as he turned to Breel and held her paws in his. He smiled, as did she, as they looked into each other.  

"Breel, I love you. You know that. And I always will."

The last remaining bit of jealousy made the ex-prince's heart sink a little. He looked away. Only to feel his own paw being held. His attention returned to the Zigazoon.

"But..." Zigs said slowly. "I also love you too, Kwill."

Kwill smiled back.

"Last night. I realized... I'm not straight, nor gay. I'm bi." Zig explained. "I love you both. I..." He paused to find the right words. Having found them, he continued. "I don't want either of you to feel like you have to 'compete' over me, or that I've been 'stolen' by the other. I just want to be able to love and share you both."

Zig's two lovers smiled. Before he could say anything else, both of them found themselves leaping at him and hugging them as tightly.

"I love you Zigs!" Breel whispered shakily, yet affectionately.

"Y-Yeah, me too!" Kwill sniffed. "I.. I can share you with her."

"I... I can too." Breel replied shakily back.

Kwill felt the Zigazoon wrap one of his long arms around him, and saw him do the same to Breel. He opened his mouth to say more.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

The pair turned their attention towards the source of the clapping.

Lorette. She was here too, sitting across from them. Something all three had forgotten in the moment.  She was slowly clapping, with an amused grin on her face.

"Well, well." She chuckled. "Looks like you got the start of a nice little harem there, Zigs."

"I... Uh... Well.." Zigs stammered. "I guess I do. I dunno what I did to deserve it, but... Yeah."

Lorette laughed a little.

"So, now that you got one going, who're you gonna add next?" She asked teasingly and sarcastically "Any other guys or girls you are looking at?"

The trio spoke not a word, but simply stared at her, still hugging one another.

"Why are you guys staring at me like that-"

The Furret's eyes suddenly went wide with realization.

"Woah hey, nononono!" Lorette waved her paws in front of her frantically. "You've got the wrong idea here..."
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