Chapter II: Brothers
~Zerrex Narrius



Hades and Zerrex sat at the table in the feasting hall of Kaer Morhen, just like when they had been children. And, just like when they had been dumb kids, Vesemir was looming over them, his hands on his hips, scowling down at the two witchers as they smiled awkwardly at their eternal mentor.

The heavyset wolf's eyes moved between them pointedly. As always, the old lupine was dressed in his armor, and at this point at least Zerrex was convinced that it was basically Vesemir's skin and he was actually some kind of immortal golem.

"I mean, we set the guy on fire." Zerrex defended, before he winced when a pebble bounced off his head, grabbing at his skull. "Hey!"

The large old wolf glared at them, and Hades couldn't help but add: "We did everything we could to-"

He tried to dodge the incoming pebble, but of course Vesemir knew where he was going to move and hit him right between the eyes, Hades scowling as he grasped at his face. "Not acceptable, from either of you! You're grown witchers and your first order of business should have been capturing that alchemist, not one of his lackeys!"

"Did you get the archespore out of him?" asked Zerrex, and he winced as Vesemir started to raise a hand, but then instead only brushed through his beard, lowering his head in thought.

"Yes." He said finally. "It's not like any breed of archespore I've ever seen. There was also a powerful curse on the mercenary you brought back, something that I assume works in conjunction with the spore pod in his stomach."

"So he ate it? But how did it survive and why hadn't it hatched?" Hades asked.

"I assume he ingested it when it was only a seed, probably mixed in one of his meals. I can't make assumptions, but I feel as if the alchemist must have continued to mix some kind of... feed, something to help the archespore take root." Vesemir paused, then continued in a slower voice, a sign that he'd been thinking heavy on these things: "It must have originally been a symbiotic relationship. The pod was rooted to one side, a plant bulb, hidden under his ribs. The seed was probably small enough to slip its way wherever it pleased, he probably barely even felt it.

"We're lucky to have a sorceress in residence at the moment. She was able to help first pinpoint it, and then with the extraction process. Your bandit friend is alive and recovering well now."

"I wouldn't exactly say he was our friend, he just cried and peed himself and I mean, felt like kind of a waste to kill." Zerrex said after a moment, then he winced when a pebble bounced off his head, rubbing grouchily at his muzzle. 

"You still haven't learned to just shut up after all these years, have you?"

"Not really." Zerrex agreed, before he caught the next pebble thrown at him, then yelped and dropped it when Vesemir hit the back of his hand with a second, suckling childishly at it and glaring at the old wolf, who had the hint of a smile on that sly old muzzle of his.

"And you still haven't learned to think ahead, either. So think, both of you. Why didn't the alchemist finish you off? Why did he let you escape with an ally?"

Hades frowned, then leaned forwards and asked slowly: "Are you saying that you think he's trying to follow us here, to Kaer Morhen?"

"Perhaps." Vesemir said. "But our location is less secret than I'd like it to be. As I said, the archespore pod had a symbiotic relationship with its host, filtering out toxins, but also branching through his body. There was a connection, low, almost animal..."

Zerrex nodded slowly, saying quietly: "So the pod could perhaps control, or at least give him suggestions, right? And maybe someone else is listening in."

"Was listening in. We've cut that all off: I doubt that your alchemist friend expected us to have a sorceress on call here to help us remove and isolate the plant." Vesemir shook his head, then said wryly: "We've talked about this at length, you two. A witcher must always be prepared, and think beyond what's just in front of his eyes."

The two fidgeted, then mumbled apologies, and Vesemir sighed before he said finally: "But we have the advantage here all the same. The problem remains that you allowed this... Jugo to get away."

"Zuzhou." Zerrex corrected, which of course got another pebble thrown at him, and Zerrex winced and covered himself with his arms as he blurted out: "Where the hell are you getting all these from? Do you like, just carry a bag of rocks with you to hit us with whenever we're home?"

"I wouldn't have to if the two of you would try and use your brains for a change." Vesemir answered, and before Hades could even interrupt, a pebble hit him in the nose, making his eyes water as he grabbed the end of his muzzle. "Yes, you too, Hades. You spend too much time charging in first and thinking later."

Hades grumbled, but only crossed his arms and didn't reply, likely realizing that was just going to get him hit by another rock. Or seed, or nut, or whatever the hell Vesemir had this time to chuck at them.

"The alchemist is your priority. And your responsibility." Vesemir said, and both witchers grimaced. "Unless you don't think you can handle the task. I can always ask-"

"We can do it." Zerrex held up his hands quickly as Hades scowled horribly.

"Good." The old wolf paused and gave them that old stern look of his, and then he continued: "I don't like the idea of both of you traveling together for any extended period of time, but in this situation it would be for the best." 

He slowed, and both of the younger witchers straightened slightly: both old habit from the years spent as students here, and because they knew he was going to say something worth listening to. Not that he wasn't full of wisdom, but they had heard him say the witcher codes and covenants so many times... "It's been some time since we've dealt with a situation like this. What strikes me most is the mercenary company... they were well-paid, and he seemed to have no interest in selling your equipment. Unlike what the world thinks, you're not taught to take payment for every job you do just because we're greedy, but because money is the axis the world turns on."

"Love is, actually." Zerrex said solemnly, and he didn't so much as blink as a rock bounced off his face.

Vesemir also didn't slow down, as if he had barely registered the lizard's interruption or his own automatic reaction to it. "This alchemist has backing. You also need to find out who it is that's behind bringing him here, and what they're after."

"I assume it has to do with our witcher mutations. Zuzhou's mutations were incomplete, but still strong enough that he was able to use Blizzard." Hades mused, and Vesemir nodded as he rolled a pebble between his finger and thumb slowly. 

"Every decade or so, some idiot comes along who thinks they can replicate our mutations and potions and use them for their own gain." Vesemir paused, then said in a slower voice: "But I admit, it's not usually like this. I can't think of the last time I saw someone who had mutations of their own. I'd say it would be better to capture him alive, but even bringing him here dead could be dangerous, considering the tricks he might have up his sleeve."

"Do you think any of what he said was true?" Zerrex asked.

Vesemir caught the pebble in his hand and squeezed it slowly, then he looked pointedly at the two witchers as he said firmly: "True or not, I hope you realize he cannot be trusted, and anything he does will be for his own gain, not yours. Don't be deceived, either of you."

Hades grumbled and Zerrex shrugged, and Vesemir studied the two of them before he said finally: "Alright, that's enough for now, and I've got plenty of work for you both to get done between your training."

"What?" Hades couldn't help but ask, and then he winced as a pebble bounced off his skull, ducking his head and scowling horribly. "We're not kids, Vesemir!"

"Compared to me, you are."

"Compared to you, the elves are young." Zerrex said, and then he grinned when Vesemir scowled as his hand came up empty. "Always be aware of your enemy, right?"

"Very good, Zerrex." Vesemir said, before he thrust the Aard rune at him, and Zerrex was blown out of his chair, landing with a squawk on his back. "Why don't you take that wit and use it to gather some wood for us from the forest? This old place could use some heat these days, you know. And Hades, one of second level walls needs to be patched. There's already some mortar waiting to be mixed and carried up."

"Great." Hades said with a marked lack of enthusiasm, and Zerrex grumbled as he crossed his arms, one leg still half-splayed over the chair.

"You could just ask, you know."

"I'll ask once you're both adults. And by the way, Zerrex, don't think I've forgotten about the fact you've lost yet another pendant. Don't even think of trying to sneak another one out of storage."

Zerrex groaned, then sighed and nodded as he clambered up to his feet, brushing at himself as he mumbled: "Fine, I get it, I'll just go get ambushed by Nekkers in the woods now."

Hades opened his mouth to ask if the lizard wanted to trade, but the look they both caught from Vesemir made them both wince before they turned and hurried on their way, and the old wolf sighed as he rested his hands on his hips and watched the two leave, remarking wryly to himself: "The more things change, the more they stay the same."



It was a long day, full of reminders of when they had been kids: a mix of nostalgia, and sadness. Hades remembered the first few weeks here as he'd cleaned the tables in the great hall, hearing the laughter of long-dead children, remembering how Zerrex had tried to steal a bit of food off his place.

Zerrex, a son of a whore. Him, a son of...

He preferred not to remember. He was a witcher now, through and through.

But memories came unbidden, with the smells, the familiarity of the aging halls, the sounds that echoed around this old castle as he patched holes in the walls and cleaned dust and cobwebs from the rooms. 

So many firsts here. First friendships, first explorations, first kiss. First fights, too. And of course, hardest of all, figuring out if this was what he really wanted from life, or if maybe it would be better to just...

Bah. Thoughts.

Late in the afternoon, he found Zerrex in one of the upper rooms. The wolf watched as the lizard made several quick, hard cuts with a practice sword against a training dummy, then finished with a hard, sudden kick high on the side.

"Too high for a kidney." Hades remarked.

"I was aiming for the ribs." Zerrex answered with a slight smile back over his shoulder. "Want to knock the enemy away rather than try and make them flinch when you know they aren't reactive to pain."

Hades snorted, then he walked over to the weapons rack at the side of the room with a slight smile, drawing one of the practice weapons. He spun it easily to a ready position as he stepped onto the wooden floor, feeling the creak of the springy boards beneath his feet. "How about you stop playing with yourself and we do some real training?"

"I like playing with myself." Zerrex remarked, and Hades rolled his eyes before the lizard winked as he turned towards the wolf, rolling his shoulders as he teased: "Don't think I'm gonna take it easy on you, though, just because of your cute ass."

"Funny, I was going to say the same thing." Hades retorted, and then he quickly flashed the Sign of Igni just above his sword, sending a bolt of flame at the reptile even as his body already propelled himself into a lunge.

Zerrex retaliated with the Aard Sign as if he had been expecting the attack, the thrum of air whooshing out the flames and making Hades flinch in mid-charge before he swung his sword up hard to counter the reptile's quick chop outwards. The wolf sidestepped quickly, blades screeching against each other down until the wolf's struck the lizard's hilt, and then he twisted hard to attempt to lever it out of the reptile's hand.

Zerrex, however, moved counter to Hades before swinging his sword down as he smoothly stepped backwards: a disengagement, followed by a defensive thrust that forced Hades to stay at range, as the point of the practice sword hovered in front of him. 

Hades shifted his stance, then struck forwards, swinging hard up into the underside of Zerrex's sword to try and create an opening, but the lizard moved with the attack, whipping the blade around and slashing viciously upwards.

The wolf twisted his body to the side to quickly avoid the attack, countering with a cut aimed at the lizard's arm, Zerrex grunting as the practice sword thwapped him painfully before Hades spun into a second cut aimed at his back. 

The lizard had already shifted to block, however, deflecting with a sharp flick of the sword backwards before he stepped into a hard forwards kick that knocked Hades stumbling with a grunt, nearly knocking the wind out of him.

He threw himself backwards, turning the stagger into a recovery, and skidded to a halt as he readied himself again, eyes narrowed as the two faced each other. This time, Hades lowered and set himself, flexing his arms as he squeezed his sword in both hands.

Zerrex rubbed absently at his arm, and then he suddenly thrust his hand forwards with a grin, and Hades realized too late he had formed a Sign: a wave of confusion flooded his senses for a moment, causing him to flinch before he was almost knocked off his feet by the strength of the lizard's attack, cursing under his breath as he blocked more on instinct, then whirled his sword in a parry before he slashed almost wildly outward. 

Zerrex knocked his swing out of the way with a hammerfist, then sharply swung the pommel of his sword down as he stepped forwards. The wolf dodged to the side, the strike only painfully glancing his shoulder before he tried to counter hard into the lizard's side, but Zerrex caught the inside of his wrist with one hand, then swept the back of his foot into the wolf's ankle.

Hades fell, but twisted in midair to land on three limbs while sweeping his sword out with the last, forcing Zerrex to leap backwards with a wince to avoid getting his shins punished by the retaliation. 

The wolf shoved himself up to his feet, then immediately blocked Zerrex's attempt to charge him, sidestepping and parrying the reptile past him, using the lizard's heavier weight to his own advantage. Zerrex staggered, but managed to pirouette around and swing his sword out as he leapt backwards.

But Hades had been expecting this, and now he was the one to press his advantage, slashing down hard before he sawed forwards: Zerrex grimaced as he twisted his own weapon to attempt to counter, but the wolf shifted with him, the hilts of their practice swords colliding before Hades fluidly levered Zerrex's sword out of his hand.

He spun around with a grin, and then yelped as he was promptly picked up around the middle before the lizard spun and flung him hard to the ground, Hades wincing as he hit the floor hard enough to bounce, his sword flying out of his hand. He landed and rolled painfully, scrambling for his feet, but then halted in a low crouch as Zerrex kicked his sword away and the reptile grinned, raising his fists with a wink.

Hades growled as he straightened, then he charged in: he was faster than Zerrex, evading a hook before he ducked low and tackled the reptile around the waist, but the lizard only stumbled back a single step before slamming a knee into Hades, and then he seized the wolf around the waist, hefting him up into the air as Hades flailed before he was slung hard down on his back with another thunderous bang.

Hades bounced backwards, wheezing loudly: the bouncy floorboards absorbed the worst of the damage, but it still left him sprawled out as Zerrex spread his arms with a challenging grin.

He was better with a sword between them, but Zerrex had the weight and mass  advantage. He was big, dumb, and fucking frustratingly solid. But Hades also knew there were ways around that, as he rolled backwards to his feet and shook himself out, breathing hard as he dropped himself into a low wrestling stance.

"What's wrong? Bitten off more than you can chew?" tease the reptile.

"I'm not the one hesitating here." answered Hades. "Been a while, but I still remember how to kick your fat ass."

Zerrex snorted at this, and for a few moments they faced off before Hades jumped forwards. Zerrex flexed as he rose his hands defensively, but the wolf stopped short and instead quickly sidestepped, the lizard rumbling as he followed to face him before he suddenly stepped in to grab at the wolf.

This time, Hades allowed himself to be grabbed and yanked forwards, and he pounced at the last moment, paws stomping up Zerrex's body as he flinched in surprise before the wolf seized him around the neck as he jackknifed over him.

The result was Hades landing in a crouch, and Zerrex crashing to the ground behind him with a tremendous bang that shook the room. The wolf spun around, but quickly backed off instead of pressing the attack when he saw the reptile was already on all fours, glaring at him.

They both straightened, then ran forwards at the same time: Hades tried to go in low, but the lizard met him this time, dropping down and seizing him by the shoulders, gritting his teeth at the short flurry of punches that the wolf slammed into his chest in retaliation. 

Zerrex shoved him back, then kicked Hades hard in the chest, nearly knocking him off his paws, but he managed not to topple over as he skidded from the force of the blow before he blocked a hard jab. He twisted the lizard's wrist, and Zerrex cursed under his breath as he quickly revolved his arm to slip loose.

It gave Hades the chance he needed to slide forwards and slam a kick into the reptile's kidney, making him grunt and flinch before the wolf slammed an uppercut into the underside of Zerrex's jaw. The lizard staggered, reeling, then suddenly stepped back forwards and swung his head sharply down, and Hades saw stars as their skulls collided, staggering away with a groan.

Both witchers grabbed at their heads and glared at each other through their fingers, and then Hades growled before he moved in for the attack again. But when he rammed into Zerrex it was like hitting a metal wall, the wolf pinwheeling his arms as he stumbled back a step with a curse before he glared at Zerrex as he realized the bastard had formed the Quen Sign and activated his rune. 

He stepped forward and unloaded a quick volley of punches into the reptile's body, but Zerrex didn't so much as flinch: his reactions, however, were also slowed by the magic energy that had turned his scales almost metallic, allowing Hades to easily duck under his counter and get around behind him, slamming a paw in the back of his knee.

And yet Zerrex barely flinched even at that, grunting and only taking a step forwards rather than falling: it surprised Hades enough that it was more instinct than anything else that saved him from the elbow that swung around towards him, ducking under it before he thrust a kick hard into Zerrex's unsteady shin.

The lizard fell to his knee, and Hades slammed a punch into his face, only to yelp in surprise at how much it goddamn hurt. Zerrex gave a short laugh and a cocky grin, before he squawked and covered his face as Hades sharply made the Sign of Igni and blasted him with a thrum of fire that washed over his head and knocked the lizard flat on his back.

Zerrex slapped at his seared hair, then caught Hades when the wolf attempted to pounce on him, kicking him over his head before he rolled backwards and landed on him in a straddle. He moved to pin him, but Hades hit him with both the Aard sign as he shoved at him with his other hand, toppling the lizard in spite of his size and position advantages before he rolled on top of him.

Zerrex grabbed back at him, the two witchers rolling less like trained warriors and more like bickering children before the reptile finally thumped on top of Hades, grinning as he pinned him hard by the shoulders as Hades glared up at him from beneath his rough mane of hair.

He started to shift, ready to keep fighting, refusing to be pinned, and then his eyes bulged when Zerrex leaned down and kissed him suddenly, quickly; Hades blinked, and before he could do anything, the lizard pulled back with a wink.

Hades stared up at him, and then his eye twitched before he seized Zerrex by the head and shifted forwards, twisting his body to roll them and slam the reptile down on his back, straddling his broad chest as he pinned his shoulders and glared down at him. He breathed hard, rough for a moment, and then he leaned down and fiercely kissed the lizard, and Zerrex gladly met his lips with a rumble, mouths dancing, tongues fighting as the lizard's hands found Hades' hip and the back of his head.

They parted after a few long, delicious moments, both breathing rougher, heavier, their eyes locking with each other before Hades straightened and quickly pulled off his belts and outer armor. But Zerrex slid his hands up and stopped him from simply pulling out of the second layer, winking at the wolf as he shifted his hands up, dexterous fingers working slowly along the clasps as he said softly: "Always rushing hither and thither."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm not the one who always has to complain about how we could make things more 'efficient.'" Hades replied, his hands gripping Zerrex's wrists, but not pulling them away as the lizard slid off his vest to reveal the thick shirt beneath that served as both comfort layer and body sleeve.

Zerrex's hands moved back down Hades' body undoing button-by-button, and the wolf bit his lower lip as he half-lidded his eyes, hands stroking along Zerrex's arms as the lizard answered easily: "There's a time for efficiency, though, and a time to hurry, and sometimes... I like to take my time."

"Teasing asshole. You just need all that time to get all your blood to that oversized dick of yours."

Zerrex shrugged amiably as Hades leaned forwards, letting the lizard push the shirt off his shoulders and spill down his arms. He shrugged this off and tossed it away before he leaned his head down with a quiet breath, pushing past the lizard's hands to stroke over his stupid costume of a set of witcher armor.

He popped the front sleeve loose, then slipped down, his breath washing over Zerrex's face as the lizard's hand explored the familiar terrain of the wolf's chest, feeling out scars old and new hidden beneath dark fur: something that had just become the cost of doing business as a witcher. They almost kissed, but instead their muzzles only rested side-by-side as Hades found the clasps that held Zerrex's chestpiece on, murmuring: "I think you really do prefer this simply because it makes you look like a stripper."

"Stritcher." 

"Ploughin' hell."

"I'll plough you. You just gotta ask." Zerrex answered with a smile, and Hades snorted before he half-lidded his eyes as he shoved his skull down into the lizard's, their foreheads grinding together, their eerie orange eyes gazing into the depths of one-another's soul.

Bit-by-bit, armor was removed as their hands traveled across each other, until they were both left only in pants. They studied each other as Hades meditatively traced along Zerrex's Quen tattoo, before he remarked after a moment: "Now if only you could use this to make your dick hard, too. Then you might actually be able to use that big thing properly."

"Don't worry, Hades, you don't sound jealous at all." Zerrex teased, and Hades snorted before their mouths met in a slow, sensual kiss, tongues twisting together, sharing breath and thrill and trust before Hades half-rolled and forced Zerrex down firmly onto his back, straddling him with a slight smile.

"Well, the way I remember it, you were always better with your mouth than that sausage of yours." Hades noted, as he idly popped the button of his fly open with a wink.

"All you gotta do is ask, vlci brat." Zerrex answered easily, as he lightly gripped Hades' sides, and the wolf huffed at him even as he flicked his mane back, before the lizard added softly: "You're one of precious few people I happen to be willing to do this for."

"Bah. You're more of a switch than you let on."

Zerrex snorted, as his hands moved down to the wolf's waistband, as his thumbs hooked into it as his fingers splayed out and stroked down, slowly pushing his pants down to reveal the throbbing, half-erect flesh of the wolf's shaft.

He smiled slightly as he gripped the wolf's shaft in one hand, squeezing it slowly, feeling the warmth, the heat of his cock; Hades grunted as he flexed a bit, head tilting back, looking down with half-closed eyes through his long mane of hair as he muttered: "Well, don't put yourself out for me..."

"Oh, I'm sure my ego can survive the hit." Zerrex remarked, as the wolf shifted a leg up, letting the reptile wiggle his pants down. He kicked and tugged with a paw to get one leg completely free, and then shifted, not caring about the clothing left hanging off his ankle.

He felt one hand on his hip, and the other fingers working down his length, making it flex in the lizard's grip before they moved from erecting shaft to his aching balls. He grunted as he leaned forwards, dropping his head slightly before his hands reached down and gripped the lizard's head, fingers curling through his ivory locks as the thick muzzle engulfed his cock.

The reptile closed his eyes, tongue twisting around the shaft, feeling it push all the way into his jaws as he rumbled low in his throat. He wasn't quite as experienced on this end of things, but he had a thick tongue and a big mouth, and that was a good enough start.

He rumbled softly, sending vibrations thrumming through his length, and Hades' hands squeezed tighter on the lizard's head as he gave a low grunt of bliss. Zerrex bobbed his head forwards, pushing his nose into the wolf's crotch before he slowly drew back until his mouth was only around the tip.

His own hips rocked in spite of himself, feeling his thick, girthy cock stretching his own pants as one hand squeezed the wolf's balls, before sliding back up to his side.

Fingers squeezed into the wolf's waist as he pushed forwards again, rumbling low in his throat as his muzzle swallowed that long shaft and pushed into the groin. Hades gritted his teeth, leaning forwards, thrusting and grinding into the lizard's shaft as his fingers dug against his scalp.

The lizard grinned as he drew back again, and then his muscles flexed as he hefted the wolf higher and his wet cock popped free of his muzzle, fingers slipping away from his ; the lizard's nose delved down, pressing first beneath Hades' heavy orbs before he pushed lower as he shifted the wolf forwards, and his tongue teased along his taint before touching his tailhole.

He nosed forwards, tongue dragging teasingly along Hades' rump before he pressed his muzzle forwards, almost kissing his asshole. The wolf groaned, arching his back as his hands reached down to grip Zerrex's hands, squeezing into them as he rocked his hips down and grunted: "Fucking hell..."

Zerrex's tongue delved forwards, rumbling, the reptile grinning as he rolled his tongue around that tender rosebud before pressing upwards, breathing hard as his own hips rocked, a distinct bulge pulsing visibly through his pants.

It was hard for the wolf to keep his hand off his shaft, grinding his teeth together, his rump bucking down against the lizard as his hard cock twitched and bulged, a glistening bit of pre leaking down his length. 

It was ecstasy. And frustrating! 

"Goddammit." Hades hissed through his teeth, and then he shifted quickly, pulling himself off the reptile's face before he grabbed him by the hair and the body, roughly tugging him off the ground.

Zerrex grinned as he allowed himself to be hauled up and forwards, before he put his hands against the wall and half-lidded his eyes, tilting his head back as Hades grabbed roughly at the lizard's pants. "Something on your mind?"

"Oh, shut up." Hades grumbled as he seized the waistband of the lizard's pants, then yanked backwards, almost tearing the fabric as he yanked them down and let the lizard's absurd shaft and heavy testicles drop free, cock swinging back up to slap meatily against the reptile's abs.

He grabbed the lizard's hips as Zerrex pressed his palms into the wall, and then the reptile grunted and let his eyes slide closed as he felt Hades nuzzle hungrily, almost eagerly up under the base of his fat tail, tongue dragging up to tease his asshole before he buried his muzzle harder forwards, delving past the rim and into the reptile's rump.

Zerrex grunted at this, cock flexing, a spurt of masculine need escaping his cock as the head bulged from beneath his thick foreskin. Veins stood out across that dark length as his testicles contracted slightly, the lizard letting his skull drop forwards into the wall as his thighs flexed and spread wider, his taut ass rocking backwards in unbidden and irrepressible desire as he muttered: "I gotta say, no one knows how to bury their face in my ass like you..."

Hades responded by raising a hand and flipping the lizard off even as he forced his muzzle further forwards, making Zerrex almost stiffen up as he balled a hand into a fist and pressed it hard into the wall, making his knuckles whiten as a delicious pleasure tinged by the most delightful sear of pain rang through his body and sizzled like lighting along his spine. 

The wolf nuzzled into the lizard's ass, hands sliding back to grip either of the reptile's scaled cheeks, spreading them wider as his tongue explored deeper into the reptile's rump. Then he slipped back, his tongue sliding upwards along the underside of the reptile's thick tail before he shifted forwards.

His cock thrust between Zerrex's thighs, pushing against the heavy, hot balls of the lizard as the wolf laid against his rump and pushed his tail back, fingers scratching down his back as the other hand reached around to grip that fat, heavy black shaft. Zerrex grunted, twisting his head against the wall as he grinned and slipped his own hand down to catch the wolf's shaft, rocking his ass back against him as he muttered: "Think you missed your target."

"God do you ever shut up?" Hades twisted, and Zerrex grunted, nostrils flaring as he rocked his hips hard back against the wolf, nearly hefting him with that hard buck of his ass.

"And here I thought you were at least going to try and make me scream." Zerrex answered wryly, as he squeezed the wolf's cock in return and then gave it a slow, easy stroke.

The two moved together, breathing slow and rough, shafts in one-another's grips. Fingers squeezed and worked one another's malehood, teased and worked as the pair both challenged and urged one-another on.

They could both feel the pleasure building, shafts twitching, bodies flexing and pressing against one-another before-

"This isn't the kind of swordplay I was talking about."

Zerrex squawked as Hades yelped, and then the wolf flailed when the lizard bucked him backwards like a bronco before he scrambled for balance, and the two ended up mashed together, penises painfully sandwiched between them as Zerrex covered himself with the wolf and Hades stared invertedly at the intruder.

Vesemir looked at the two of them sourly, his fists on his hips before he sighed tiredly and shook his head slowly. "I should have known this is the kind of position I'd find you two in. It never fails."

"We were uh. Training." Zerrex said lamely.

Hades, meanwhile, couldn't find words and was having trouble speaking anyway due to the position he was in... which was honestly probably for the best, as otherwise he might have said something that would encourage Vesemir to set the two of them on fire.

Vesemir sighed and rubbed slowly at his forehead, and then he said curtly: "Well, finish your 'training' and then get down to the main hall. I'd say 'don't take long, but I know the two of you well enough by now that given five minutes and an available stall you'll be putting your pants back on in three."

Zerrex opened his mouth, and Hades immediately reached up and covered the lizard's muzzle as he asked, as neutrally as possible: "Did something happen?"

"I have a lead for you to follow with regards to this Zuzhou. You'll be leaving tomorrow, as an escort for a merchant caravan. But we'll discuss the details once you're done practicing your swordplay."

With that, Vesemir turned and let himself out, and Hades groaned before he sighed as he looked moodily up at Zerrex. His shaft ached as it ground against the lizard's hard abs, while he could feel the needy, wet heat of the reptile's own slick, girthy member pulsing against his body, and he grimaced before he said wryly: "And here I was, hoping for more than a quickie."

"Tell you what, I'll bang you later tonight to make up for it." Zerrex said, and Hades looked up at him before he rolled his eyes and shoved a hand against the reptile's face, pushing him back against the wall.

"I'll make you a deal. I'll make you scream later tonight if for now you just shut up and jerk me off."

"Deal."