[b][u][center]A Temptation of the Other Side For Rugito28 By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Bound to a chair, arms behind his back, his costume still wrapped tight around his body and showing off everything that he had to offer? It was more or less a general Tuesday for Noran the husky. He groaned as he shifted from side to side, feeling the tight chains around his shoulders pulling him back to the chair that he was forced to sit in. [i]Well, at least I know how this is going to go. A rant, a rave, some bit of banter, and then I break out and leave.[/i] It was almost tradition at this point, though there had been a few hiccups in it, lately. His villain, Gwath - nemesis, really, but it was more like just having a sparring partner some days - generally wanted to convince him to come over to the dark side. Most of the time, it was little more than banter that the husky ignored until it was time for him to break free, but the last time… Well, he’d had to be pulled out of a trance by the other heroes out there, including his snow leopard boyfriend. It was embarrassing, but at least he’d been able to come out of it rather than being stuck in that mindset for the rest of his life. The husky sighed, humming to himself as he tapped his boots on the floor. “Gwath? You going to start anytime soon? Gwath?” The lights came on. He blinked, not too surprised to find himself in a large room, but a bit surprised to find the kobold villain standing almost right in front of him. More surprising still, the fact that the kobold was hard as a rock, showing it through the black and red spandex that he was wearing. [i]Please tell me we’re not going to that kind of hero-villain relationship?[/i] he thought, shaking his head. [i]I get enough of this from my boyfriend…[/i] “What do you want this time, Gwath?” “Oh, the same thing that I always want. Your powerful self on my side.” “Seriously? Do you at least have some new arguments?” “Well, of course. I wouldn’t have kidnapped you again if I didn’t.” [i]Calling a bag over the head a kidnapping…[/i] But it was traditional, so he had let it go. He shrugged, waiting for the kobold to start. “Reason one. The Villains’ League offers better benefits. We’re unrolling a brand new health benefits package, complete with temporary healing powers whenever you get a broken bone or worse.” “Pass. We have something better with the healers in all the hospitals. Better network, too.” “Alright, reason two. We get free company whenever we like. Seriously, I know how the heroes get treated, but you should see how the villains get worshiped. They’ll kiss the ground you walk on, and then beg to do more.” “Yeah, well, my boyfriend would have a go at me for that, so pass on that one, too.” “Heh, does your boyfriend matter that much to you?” the kobold asked. Noran arched an eyebrow. It was a pretty stupid question, really. After all, what sort of person would betray the same side that the person they loved worked for? Gwath chuckled. And he didn’t exactly stop chuckling, either, as his body started to bubble and froth. [i]Oh boy, what are you going for today, Gwath?[/i] It was not the first time that his villain had decided to take a different form during their conversations. As a shapeshifter, the kobold was able to be whatever he wanted, at least, within reason. He couldn’t grow to a giant form, but he could go anywhere from three feet tall to a good ten feet. It was a fairly massive range, and allowed for quite a few combat capabilities. Noran flexed his arms, snapping the chains around his shoulders in readiness for a fight, but rather than a monster… He saw Hlawan. The kobold’s angular face faded away, replaced by the snow leopard’s more regal one. A softer muzzle with knowing eyes set deep looked out at him, and the bubbling mess even managed to tweak his whiskers properly. Noran shook his head, blushing as he felt his cock starting to rise, but before he could take a step, the kobold stepped forward. No, not kobold. The gooey mess was resolving, taking away those scaly toes and replacing them with the soft fuzzies that he’d played footsies with a number of times. No ratty fingers, but soft, fuzzy paws, one of which took him by the hand. The illusion of his boyfriend was absolutely perfect, and he groaned, shaking his head. “No, you’re not...you’re not him.” “But I am...close enough, anyway.” Even the voice was right, pitched down, almost a soft growl under each word. It left him shivering, remembering their times together - “You’re...not...Hlawan…” “Heh, would you say that if I came up behind you in an alley...if I took you by the shoulder and reminded you of what he did to you just last night…” He was helpless, unable to fight as his ‘boyfriend’ villain turned him around, pushing him back against the chair. The husky shook his head, fighting the urge to lift his tail and failing as that bulge pressed against him from behind. Hlawan had taught him so many times to just submit, to go with whatever they did in bed, and it was going against him now. He shivered, his cock already sliding free in his spandex, spreading forward and making a bulge. It didn’t get better as he felt those fluffy paws rubbing along his hips, claws flexing and ripping a hole right between his ass cheeks. “Mmm, look at that. Just the way I remember…” [i]You didn’t see this...he saw this…[/i] But it didn’t help to remind himself of that when Hlawan might as well have been right behind him. He blushed as he felt those fuzzy fingers rubbing between his ass cheeks, a thumb brushing against his asshole and stroking it. He moaned, his eyes going wide as he felt it sliding inside of him. “You wouldn’t leave your boyfriend behind...would you?” “I’m not…” “But he’s right here...fingering you…” Deep, too, the next thrust of that thumb drawing a gasp from him that he wasn’t prepared for. The husky groaned, biting his lips as he felt that digit going deep, deep, rubbing right over his prostate and making his cock ooze in the suit he wore. In and out, in and out that thumb went, teasing him to a dripping, messy erection until he felt rather swampy inside of his costume. “Mmmph...you...you bastard…” “Calling your boyfriend names? Why? That’s my job…” The snow leopard was over him, pressing him down, holding him in place. He shivered as he felt those sharp teeth biting the back of his neck, then the tip of his ear. “A good boy...a good slut for me…” “Mmmph...you...you tease…” “Do you want your boyfriend’s dick?” He groaned, trying to remember that this was Gwath, that this was his villain tormenting him rather than his boyfriend, but the imitation was so on point. He had been under the snow leopard so many times, trained to obey, trained to be a good boy for him. If he had been allowed a collar, he would have been wearing it for Hlawan. And now...now it was making it so much worse. Suddenly, that thumb pulled out, replaced by the hot, wet tip of a familiar cock. Even that was a perfect imitation. How was the kobold doing it? “Do you want it, hmm?” his boyfriend’s voice asked him, sliding that shaft up and down between his ass cheeks, the fat six inches starting to ooze over his hole. “Do you want it inside of you?” “Mmmph…” “Say it, my little slut…” “Nnngh...I...I want it…” “Do you want to stay with me?” It was a trap. It had to be a trap. But he couldn’t deny this. He needed this. [i]Needed[/i] it. “Yes…” “Promise you’ll stay with me...Promise me…” He knew that it was Gwath. Knew at the back of his mind that it had to be the kobold, that the villain was just preying on his needs and his relationship with the other hero. He wanted to say no, but… But it was Hlawan. He could never say no to him. “I’ll stay...I promise...I promise I’ll stay.” “Then stay...impaled…” The snow leopard thrust forward, almost knocking the air right out of the husky’s lungs. He gasped for breath as the other male started rutting him, taking him, claiming him, each thrust pushing deep and each slam forward taking him further towards orgasm. His cock throbbed with each pass over his prostate, and he whimpered, even moaned out loud as he was fucked by his nemesis. He had stopped taking Gwath seriously. He had stopped thinking about the worst thing that could happen if the shapeshifter kept getting his hands on the hero. Now...now he was paying the price. He moaned helplessly as he was fucked from behind, bound by the promise that he had made. He would stay here...with Gwath...with Hlawan… Forever… [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]