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", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The King's corrupted lust spreads across the land, driving Thane and Zosha into an uneasy pact. ", "writing": "[i]The King of all Armello was infected by the Rot,\nIt tainted every word and deed, corrupted every thought.\nHe called upon a hero and informed them of his need,\nThe hero must submit; accept the King’s unholy seed.\nThe hero sought the Spirit Stones alight with Wyld’s breath,\nTo seek them while Corrupted would ensure a certain death.\nWithout the hero’s sacrifice, his lust was not suppressed.\nSo all here in Armello must endure the King’s Excess. [/i]\n\n[b]Chapter 2:[/b]\n\nThane leaned heavily against the rocks against the ledge, peering down from his brad ledge in the Steephoof Flats towards the town of Arrowrest nestled in the valley below. The faint sounds of screams reached him, but he could see no signs of Banes or the King’s Guard. [i]What had happened? [/i]\n\nThe wolf sat up, pondering. He could sense some type of peril coming from the village. Possibly part of the strange desires emanating from the palace? He hoped not. He awoke with a fearsome erection that morning, and even a shower under a frigid mountain waterfall barely helped. He was practically hypothermic by the time it subsided, and had been threatening to return ever since. \n\nStill, he needed to reach town, and bringing order would bring him a certain amount of renown. \n\nHis ear reacted before the rest of him did, twitching to catch the faint scuff against stone. His eye caught the rust-brown blur just before the weight hit him. Cold steel was pressed to his throat, arms wrapped around his, a thick, fleshy cord of a tail constricted his waist. \n\n\"Zosha!\"\n\nThe rat smiled. ”Don't reach for your blade, puppy, or I'll be forced to get rough\".\n\nThane nearly laughed in his panic. He was on his knees, and her short legs were standing on the back of his calves. He might be able to out-muscle her, but not before she slit his throat clean through. The swallow-tail blade was locked in staff configuration, and felt wickedly sharp under his fur. \"Spare me the mockery, rat.\" \n\n\"Not mockery, Thane.” Sosha’s voice was hushed, but he could sense the excitement of combat in her breathing. “I just needed your attention. I have a little proposition to make. Mutually beneficial, I assure you.” \n\nThane growled, and looked down at her from the corner of his eye. ”You have nothing I want.\"\n\nShe turned her eyes to him. ”Hmm, don't I?\" She asked softly. \n\nThane gasped as he felt a gentle pinch at the tip of his cock. He hadn’t realized he was peeking out of his sheath again. She spread her fingers and tickled him gently through the fabric of his tunic, causing his cock to extend treasonously. \n\nWith a start, he glanced back at her face. For the briefest of moments, he realized she had been as distracted as he was just now, but her body clenched in instant response. Her blue eyes narrowed at him, and there was a hint of a blush about her.\n\n\"I should just slit your throat, you know.”, she said, her voice the usual harsh high whisper. “I could slip into town and take my chances the frenzied mob. Lucky for you, the King's corruption is messing with my head. You feel it too, don’t you? The burning desire? \n\nThane paused, confused. “Wh… what do you want?”\n\nZosha maintained her composure. ”Satisfaction, Thane. You help me, and I help you. Once we’re done, we call it a draw, and I’ll even retreat the way I came. We pretend this whole distressing incident never happened.”\n\nThane wasn’t the swiftest wolf in the pack, but he finally understood. Zosha was feeling this unaccountable emotional force too. She must be feeling as lusty as he was! Was she so desperate for sex, that she was willing to climb a mountain and ambush him, just so she could demand he fuck her? \n\nThane swallowed. He was too close to his goal now to return to the Den in shame. There was also no way of knowing if the King’s corruption would still be affecting him when he returned. He couldn’t be sure she would keep her word, but at least if she were distracted, we might have a chance to defend himself. \n\nWith the barest of nods, Thane acknowledged her ”Agreed. But if I catch you...\" the weight and the blade were gone. Thane tried to spring to his feet, but her thick tail tripped him up, and he landed heavily on his back. He opened his eyes just as the rat straddled his thighs, and pressed the tip of her blade at his throat, the staff split back into a pair of falchions, one in each hand. \n\n“You won’t.” she smiled. \n\n[i]Wylds, she’s fast! [/i]thought Thane. He finally got a good look at The Whirlwind, the dreaded assassin of the Rat Clan. She was no wolf, with that wierd naked tail and those ridiculously stubby little legs straddling his waist. Still there was a warrior’s strength in her. She also had the most piercing blue eyes he had ever seen, twinkling with the excitement of battle and arousal. \n\nZosha kept one blade at his throat, then brought the other hand down to his waist, thumb and index finger picking at his belt, while the rest of her fingers continued to grip the second blade. After a few seconds of uncharacteristic fumbling, his belt finally pulled away. Zosha gave Thane a satisfied smile, then pinched the hem of his tunic, pulling it up to reveal his sheath.\n\nThane smirked briefly as he noticed Zosha’s eyes widen a little at the sight of his swelling cock. That satisfaction gave way to frustration as Zosha tried to adjust her own dress and surcoat. She glanced at him, and gave him a little smirk. “Would you be a gentleman, and lend a hand, or two?” \n\nThane briefly considered using the opportunity to counterattack, but a touch of the dagger at his neck made him quickly reconsider. Resigned, his fingers moved to her belt buckle, the only fastener he recognized. As he did, she picked at the clasps of her surcoat, releasing the hooded shawl. She pulled the fabric over her ears, then down the back of her neck. Thane contented himself with hiking up her chemise as the belted surcoat was released. Despite her aggressive offer, Thane was still surprised to see the matted fur between her short thighs, a glint of slick catching the morning sun. \n\nZosha took the free blade in her teeth, and shrugged her off-hand out of the long leather duelling gauntlet and surcoat. Thane could feel her shifting up towards his cock as she did so, and could feel the thin fur and soft flesh of her peritoneum start to slip over his glans. Once free, she removed the blade from her teeth and swapped her other arm. \n\nThane couldn’t help notice the scars through her tawny fur, the markings of a seasoned warrior. The way her lithe muscles rippled as she disrobed. He could feel the strength in her thighs as she kept herself planted. And those eyes… those sparking blue eyes. If she were a wolf, she would have stolen his heart clean away. How could such dangerous beauty be found amongst the thieving vermin of the Rat clan? \n\nWith a satisfied sigh, Zosha finally freed herself of the restrictive overgarments, wearing only her chemise and hairband now, and the little charm around her naked tail. “My thanks.” she whispered softly. Slowly, she began to undulate her hips, sliding them back and forth along the tip of Thane’s cock. He could feel the folds of her vulva sliding across his shaft, tantalizing, teasing. Zosha bit her lip and let out a slight whimper, enjoying the feel of that heated rod rubbing against needy flesh.\n\nThane couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as well. This felt incredible, but she wasn’t quite aligned to allow him entrance. Reflexively Thane placed his hand on her hip, causing her to tense up immediately. \n\nUpon seeing the surprise in Thane's face at his audacity, Zosha forced a smile. “Promise to behave?” \n\nThane nodded, and Zosha finally tossed one of her blades aside. Running her hand over his breastplate, she finally slid her paw down to her sex, and with a little help from Thane’s grasp, managed to finally guide the tip of him inside her. Thane growled in pleasure, the heat enveloping him.\n\nZosha began to ride him now, repositioning herself on each slide to allow him to penetrate deeper and deeper with every thrust. Thane ran his hands up her hips sliding under the hem of her chemise, and catching the hardened nubs of her nipples through her soft fur. She bit her lip, smiling, and let out a high-pitched squeak in pleasure, blushing as he touched her chest. She didn’t even realize that her grip on her dagger had slackened, and the point fallen away from the wolf’s throat. \n\nIn a heartbeat, Thane grabbed her wrist and pivoted. In shock, Zosha dropped the second dagger which clattered out of her reach. Her back was to the ground now, the wolf’s cock still inside her. Thane grinned in victory at the sudden fear in her sparkling eyes. Now he had her exactly where he wanted her. \n\nLunging forward, Thane locked his muzzle to hers in a deep kiss. Zosha tensed for just a moment, before abandoning her defences. She broke free of his grasp, and wrapped her arms and legs around him as far as they could fit. She returned the kiss passionately, her tongue dancing with his as the wolf began thrusting against her. \n\nIt took a moment for Thane to figure out what the rat’s fingers were doing along his back, until his pauldrons clattered to the ground. As her hands started groping at his tunic, he pulled away, letting the breastplate rest against her, free from his body. Zosha tossed it aside as Thane sat up to pull his tunic over his head. He half expected the blade to be back at his throat after the shirt came off, But Zosha was already pulling away her own chemise, covering her face in a rare moment of vulnerability. Thane leaned down to lick a nipple, causing her to squeal adorably. \n\nOnce free of their garments, Thane leaned in to kiss Zosha again, which she rose to meet eagerly. Her hands ran through his thick pelt, lingering on his own scars, the way his fingers lingered on hers. She moaned and squealed into his mouth with every thrust, stretching herself wide, feeling him knot slap against her wetly. \n\nThane lifted her rump and gave a sustained push, and with a gasp, he was fully inside, knotting the rat. Zosha squealed in delight as he began humping her like a wild dog with his bitch. The swollen knob was pressing against the inside of her pubic bone, stimulating her in ways she had never known. She squealed in orgasm as the wolf continued to pump at her, until Thane let out a victorious howl, and flooded her womb with waves of sperm. \n\nThane collapsed to his side, panting with exhaustion. The little rat curled up against him, nuzzling him as tenderly as any lover.\n\nIt was late afternoon by the time Zosha extricated herself from Thane’s embrace. Thane’s knot was persistent, as was Zosha’s desire, and the two had climaxed twice more before collapsing in exhaustion. \n\nAs she gathered her clothing, she spared a glance at the sleeping wolf. He was so beautiful, with strength and grace, tenderness and compassion. Too many rats fancied themselves her equal or superior, but few could match her warrior spirit. This wolf, arrogant cur that he might be, was better than any rat she had ever dealt with. \n\nStill, the truce was nearly over. While she fully intended to kill Thane if he followed her, for the first time, she hoped they wouldn’t cross paths again in their fight for the throne.\n\nFinally equipped, Zosha prepared to slip through her path back down the mountain, away from town. \n\n“The King’s head is mine.”\n\nZosha paused mid-step, and turned. Thane was awake, and watching her with a neutral expression. She smiled back at him. “Then I’ll gift it to you once I remove it from his shoulders.” She dropped her smile. “Stay out of my way Thane. I mean it.” \n\nAnd she was gone. \n\nThane couldn’t help but give an exasperated chuckle. “Just have to get the last word in, don’t you.” He muttered under his breath. \n\n“Yep!” came the distant reply. \n\nThane rolled his eyes, and hoped fervently that she was far enough away to miss his blush, or the slight grin at the audacious assassin. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The King of all Armello was infected by the Rot,
It tainted every word and deed, corrupted every thought.
He called upon a hero and informed them of his need,
The hero must submit; accept the King’s unholy seed.
The hero sought the Spirit Stones alight with Wyld’s breath,
To seek them while Corrupted would ensure a certain death.
Without the hero’s sacrifice, his lust was not suppressed.
So all here in Armello must endure the King’s Excess.

Chapter 2:

Thane leaned heavily against the rocks against the ledge, peering down from his brad ledge in the Steephoof Flats towards the town of Arrowrest nestled in the valley below. The faint sounds of screams reached him, but he could see no signs of Banes or the King’s Guard. What had happened?

The wolf sat up, pondering. He could sense some type of peril coming from the village. Possibly part of the strange desires emanating from the palace? He hoped not. He awoke with a fearsome erection that morning, and even a shower under a frigid mountain waterfall barely helped. He was practically hypothermic by the time it subsided, and had been threatening to return ever since.

Still, he needed to reach town, and bringing order would bring him a certain amount of renown.

His ear reacted before the rest of him did, twitching to catch the faint scuff against stone. His eye caught the rust-brown blur just before the weight hit him. Cold steel was pressed to his throat, arms wrapped around his, a thick, fleshy cord of a tail constricted his waist.

"Zosha!"

The rat smiled. ”Don't reach for your blade, puppy, or I'll be forced to get rough".

Thane nearly laughed in his panic. He was on his knees, and her short legs were standing on the back of his calves. He might be able to out-muscle her, but not before she slit his throat clean through. The swallow-tail blade was locked in staff configuration, and felt wickedly sharp under his fur. "Spare me the mockery, rat."

"Not mockery, Thane.” Sosha’s voice was hushed, but he could sense the excitement of combat in her breathing.  “I just needed your attention.  I have a little proposition to make. Mutually beneficial, I assure you.”

Thane growled, and looked down at her from the corner of his eye. ”You have nothing I want."

She turned her eyes to him. ”Hmm, don't I?" She asked softly.

Thane gasped as he felt a gentle pinch at the tip of his cock. He hadn’t realized he was peeking out of his sheath again. She spread her fingers and tickled him gently through the fabric of his tunic, causing his cock to extend treasonously.

With a start, he glanced back at her face. For the briefest of moments, he realized she had been as distracted as he was just now, but her body clenched in instant response. Her blue eyes narrowed at him, and there was a hint of a blush about her.

"I should just slit your throat, you know.”, she said, her voice the usual harsh high whisper. “I could slip into town and take my chances the frenzied mob. Lucky for you, the King's corruption is messing with my head.  You feel it too, don’t you? The burning desire?

Thane paused, confused. “Wh… what do you want?”

Zosha maintained her composure. ”Satisfaction, Thane. You help me, and I help you. Once we’re done, we call it a draw, and I’ll even retreat the way I came. We pretend this whole distressing incident never happened.”

Thane wasn’t the swiftest wolf in the pack, but he finally understood. Zosha was feeling this unaccountable emotional force too. She must be feeling as lusty as he was! Was she so desperate for sex, that she was willing to climb a mountain and ambush him, just so she could demand he fuck her?

Thane swallowed. He was too close to his goal now to return to the Den in shame. There was also no way of knowing if the King’s corruption would still be affecting him when he returned. He couldn’t be sure she would keep her word, but at least if she were distracted, we might have a chance to defend himself.

With the barest of nods, Thane acknowledged her ”Agreed. But if I catch you..." the weight and the blade were gone. Thane tried to spring to his feet, but her thick tail tripped him up, and he landed heavily on his back. He opened his eyes just as the rat straddled his thighs, and pressed the tip of her blade at his throat, the staff split back into a pair of falchions, one in each hand.

“You won’t.” she smiled.

Wylds, she’s fast! thought Thane. He finally got a good look at The Whirlwind, the dreaded assassin of the Rat Clan. She was no wolf, with that wierd naked tail and those ridiculously stubby little legs straddling his waist. Still there was a warrior’s strength in her. She also had the most piercing blue eyes he had ever seen, twinkling with the excitement of battle and arousal.

Zosha kept one blade at his throat, then brought the other hand down to his waist, thumb and index finger picking at his belt, while the rest of her fingers continued to grip the second blade. After a few seconds of uncharacteristic fumbling, his belt finally pulled away. Zosha gave Thane a satisfied smile, then pinched the hem of his tunic, pulling it up to reveal his sheath.

Thane smirked briefly as he noticed Zosha’s eyes widen a little at the sight of his swelling cock. That satisfaction gave way to frustration as Zosha tried to adjust her own dress and surcoat. She glanced at him, and gave him a little smirk. “Would you be a gentleman, and lend a hand, or two?”

Thane briefly considered using the opportunity to counterattack, but a touch of the dagger at his neck made him quickly reconsider. Resigned, his fingers moved to her belt buckle, the only fastener he recognized. As he did, she picked at the clasps of her surcoat, releasing the hooded shawl. She pulled the fabric over her ears, then down the back of her neck. Thane contented himself with hiking up her chemise as the belted surcoat was released. Despite her aggressive offer, Thane was still surprised to see the matted fur between her short thighs, a glint of slick catching the morning sun.

Zosha took the free blade in her teeth, and shrugged her off-hand out of the long leather duelling gauntlet and surcoat. Thane could feel her shifting up towards his cock as she did so, and could feel the thin fur and soft flesh of her peritoneum start to slip over his glans. Once free, she removed the blade from her teeth and swapped her other arm.

Thane couldn’t help notice the scars through her tawny fur, the markings of a seasoned warrior. The way her lithe muscles rippled as she disrobed. He could feel the strength in her thighs as she kept herself planted. And those eyes… those sparking blue eyes. If she were a wolf, she would have stolen his heart clean away. How could such dangerous beauty be found amongst the thieving vermin of the Rat clan?

With a satisfied sigh, Zosha finally freed herself of the restrictive overgarments, wearing only her chemise and hairband now, and the little charm around her naked tail. “My thanks.” she whispered softly. Slowly, she began to undulate her hips, sliding them back and forth along the tip of Thane’s cock. He could feel the folds of her vulva sliding across his shaft, tantalizing, teasing. Zosha bit her lip and let out a slight whimper, enjoying the feel of that heated rod rubbing against needy flesh.

Thane couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as well. This felt incredible, but she wasn’t quite aligned to allow him entrance. Reflexively Thane placed his hand on her hip, causing her to tense up immediately.

Upon seeing the surprise in Thane's face at his audacity, Zosha forced a smile. “Promise to behave?”

Thane nodded, and Zosha finally tossed one of her blades aside. Running her hand over his breastplate, she finally slid her paw down to her sex, and with a little help from Thane’s grasp, managed to finally guide the tip of him inside her. Thane growled in pleasure, the heat enveloping him.

Zosha began to ride him now, repositioning herself on each slide to allow him to penetrate deeper and deeper with every thrust. Thane ran his hands up her hips sliding under the hem of her chemise, and catching the hardened nubs of her nipples through her soft fur. She bit her lip, smiling, and let out a high-pitched squeak in pleasure, blushing as he touched her chest. She didn’t even realize that her grip on her dagger had slackened, and the point fallen away from the wolf’s throat.

In a heartbeat, Thane grabbed her wrist and pivoted. In shock, Zosha dropped the second dagger which clattered out of her reach. Her back was to the ground now, the wolf’s cock still inside her. Thane grinned in victory at the sudden fear in her sparkling eyes. Now he had her exactly where he wanted her.

Lunging forward, Thane locked his muzzle to hers in a deep kiss. Zosha tensed for just a moment, before abandoning her defences. She broke free of his grasp, and wrapped her arms and legs around him as far as they could fit. She returned the kiss passionately, her tongue dancing with his as the wolf began thrusting against her.

It took a moment for Thane to figure out what the rat’s fingers were doing along his back, until his pauldrons clattered to the ground. As her hands started groping at his tunic, he pulled away, letting the breastplate rest against her, free from his body. Zosha tossed it aside as Thane sat up to pull his tunic over his head. He half expected the blade to be back at his throat after the shirt came off, But Zosha was already pulling away her own chemise, covering her face in a rare moment of vulnerability. Thane leaned down to lick a nipple, causing her to squeal adorably.

Once free of their garments, Thane leaned in to kiss Zosha again, which she rose to meet eagerly. Her hands ran through his thick pelt, lingering on his own scars, the way his fingers lingered on hers. She moaned and squealed into his mouth with every thrust, stretching herself wide, feeling him knot slap against her wetly.

Thane lifted her rump and gave a sustained push, and with a gasp, he was fully inside, knotting the rat. Zosha squealed in delight as he began humping her like a wild dog with his bitch. The swollen knob was pressing against the inside of her pubic bone, stimulating her in ways she had never known. She squealed in orgasm as the wolf continued to pump at her, until Thane let out a victorious howl, and flooded her womb with waves of sperm.

Thane collapsed to his side, panting with exhaustion. The little rat curled up against him, nuzzling him as tenderly as any lover.

It was late afternoon by the time Zosha extricated herself from Thane’s embrace. Thane’s knot was persistent, as was Zosha’s desire, and the two had climaxed twice more before collapsing in exhaustion.

As she gathered her clothing, she spared a glance at the sleeping wolf. He was so beautiful, with strength and grace, tenderness and compassion. Too many rats fancied themselves her equal or superior, but few could match her warrior spirit. This wolf, arrogant cur that he might be, was better than any rat she had ever dealt with.

Still, the truce was nearly over. While she fully intended to kill Thane if he followed her, for the first time, she hoped they wouldn’t cross paths again in their fight for the throne.

Finally equipped, Zosha prepared to slip through her path back down the mountain, away from town.  

“The King’s head is mine.”

Zosha paused mid-step, and turned. Thane was awake, and watching her with a neutral expression. She smiled back at him. “Then I’ll gift it to you once I remove it from his shoulders.” She dropped her smile. “Stay out of my way Thane. I mean it.”

And she was gone.

Thane couldn’t help but give an exasperated chuckle. “Just have to get the last word in, don’t you.” He muttered under his breath.

“Yep!” came the distant reply.

Thane rolled his eyes, and hoped fervently that she was far enough away to miss his blush, or the slight grin at the audacious assassin. ", "pools_count": 1, "title": "The King's Excess 2 - Armello Rule 34", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "246" }