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At long last, Hauk had secured himself against every threat against the throne. Alisaie’s rebellion was quashed, Felan’s betrayal and support of his daughter had been bested. Even the machinations of some rebel band was put to rest, with Makia leading the front. Truly, Hauk had earned his peace, until the throne room doors are pushed open. In walks his closest friend, his most trusted advisor. And to those aware of the shenanigans of Sareen, Hauk’s lover.

“Dumuzid’s forces are enroute, Hauk. We need to discuss the proper battle plan for defeating this oath breaker.” Magnus’ voice makes it over the chatter of retainers, barely five of them within the room. Hauk glances up from their squabbling, to gesture for the retainers be dismissed. “First, Astoria hands me the crown without warning… Then, my daughter sought to overthrow me, then Makia… Can’t I just get some rest for once?!” Hauk throws his hands up, before slumping into the chair.

“Magnus, why must Dumuzid attack too?” Hauk raises his weary brows up to the Druid, face riddle with fatigue, signs of aging upon the elderly king. It was his sixtieth birthday, it was spent alone and without any of his children. Maharet was busy fighting on the frontlines as a soldier, Alisaie had gone on to form a cult around worshipping her. Onkolithos and Astoria were far too embroiled in returning her soul from the clutches of Lucien to remember his birthday. Everyone had forgotten amidst the war, save for his only companion.

“I have just the perfect gift for you, my king.” Magnus’ beard ruffles, a smile among all the graying fur upon his face, “Relax, close your eyes. No matter what you feel, do not open them.” Hauk huffs momentarily, before he began his maddening bout with himself. Magnus only smiles, as the king communicates in a high-speed whisper battle with his own ‘inner demons’. Hauk twitches, as if possessed by an otherworldly influence. Both corners of his lips spread, reaching from ear to ear as the king reclines into his throne.

”Do what one wills with this one.”

Magnus nods, before placing a hand over Hauk’s eyes. The king became unusually giddy, receptive of his treatment before waiting in cheery silence. The belt buckle is undone, letting forth the stalwart soldier that was already standing at attention. “Ah… It’s just as big as I thought it would be.” Hauk squirms, the thick jungle that is Magnus’ graying beard touches upon the underside. Within one go, Magnus dives right upon Hauk’s attentive soldier, letting it find shelter within the nature magi’s maw.

“Oooh! A delightful surprise, yes? Would you not agree?!”

“Mmhf.” Magnus replies as best he could, bobbing his head upon Hauk’s helmet, moving lower down the shaft before abruptly pulling back up. He needed air, if only momentarily, before Magnus returns to eagerly consuming it once more. The Fildegarde king wriggles in place, hands clenching the throne’s arms as Magnus works him over with his mouth alone. “ERUGHHEURUGHGGUGH!” Hauk spazzes out of control, unleashing platoons after platoons of semen within Magnus’ mouth. The whole of Nostvale’s Navy was soon swimming its way down Magnus’ throat, to conquer him with the power of protein and zinc. The elderly magi withdraws, collecting the lost soldiers upon his lips before swallowing it all. “The surprise is not over…  Not yet…” Magnus gasps for air momentarily, ambushing Hauk with elderly man musk to make the situation as equally driving for him as it was for the Fildegarde King. “This one was not convinced you came here to use just the Navy, you know! There is still much to conquer! Yes yes!” Hauk groans momentarily, before the pheromones hit him harder than the time Onkolithos punched him in the shoulder.

“EURHGUEHRUGHEURHGUGH!”
Like a man possessed, Hauk bursts through his clothes, a powerful shroud of mana enveloping his being. Before Magnus was even done removing his cape, Hauk blasts his possession off within an instant, leaving the Nature mage dumbfounded before the sudden positive change. “Oh fuck.” Magnus is left only in low whispers, until Hauk grabs the man and flings him into the other throne.

There Magnus laid, his back to Hauk as he seems to adjust himself accordingly. “I always did say I wanted to become a king some day… I never imagined it like this.” Hauk gives Magnus only a second, before teleporting right to his behind, a hand reaching around and tugging upon the Nature Mage’s shaft. “Nothing personal, Magnus.” That was the only warning he’d receive, as well as a handy tug upon his own Yggdrasil. “Oh fuck.” Magnus whimpers again, impaled upon by the mighty, throbbing soldier of the king.

With each stroke of Magnus’ Yggdrasil was soon rewarded with a sudden, ferocious pound upon his chocolate factory. At least Hauk was kind enough to give a reach-around, as both of Magnus’ hands hold on for dear life around the back of the chair. The ferocious pump of the king’s hips elicited a pained, yet enthusiastic groan as Magnus moans with each stroke and poke. “Fuck, I shouldn’t have used those pheromones…” Perhaps, Magnus wouldn’t be impaled at what felt like sixty miles per hour.

But they were both old, it wouldn’t be long before they’d let loose another wave of reinforcements upon the Nostvale throne.

“AAAAAAGH! MAGNUS! GET FUCKING CONQUERED!”

Hauk slams his soldier deep, hilting himself as if his mother was the lady of the lake, with Magnus being the stone that’d be stuck with his sword. However, unlike the age old fairytale, no one said anything abut Nostvalian Navy forces splooshing inside the stone’s colon. “Mmrhrhgh…” Magnus groans against the red fabric, as Hauk’s palm squeezes around the shaft, milking the nature magi to the point where his borrowed supply of navy soldiers soon conquers the throne of Nostvale. Hauk soon loses his momentum, losing his lustful frenzy, now that he had successfully conquered his companion’s chocolate factory in the name of Nostvale.

“H-… Happy B- Birthday…”

That was all Magnus could murmur, as he slumps against the throne seat. “I can’t wait again until next year…”

“Why wait until his next birthday?”

The king of Nostvale soon snatches control over his own actions, pulling himself from Magnus’ backside long enough to realize what just truly happened. “Oh my God!” He shouted, hands upon his face, “What the fuck Sar-“ Hauk is interrupted by blank starring of Astoria, the dopey grin of Onkolithos. The two look to one another before Onkolithos finally speaks. “Heh… Conquering Nostvale wasn’t enough?” The Rosengard waggles his eyebrows before Astoria stares on in awe of the amount of cum that was dumped upon both the throne and in Magnus. “Hauk, I do hope you do not plan to reward all your Marshals like this. You might have a worse reputation than me~” Astoria soon smiles, fanning her face at the manly display between a King and his companion.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

From that day onwards, many ballads were composed of Magnus and Hauk, most of which, were written exclusively by Onkolithos. Soon, all of Nostvale rejoiced, as Hauk Fildegarde and Magnus Brakkacia were officially paired, in the eyes of the people. Together, with the power of gay love, Nerebia was eventually defeated. To this day, Dumuzid had decided against attacking Nostvale, as if to commemorate the coming out of both King and Marshal. Legends were made of them, with gay men across the land wishing that they could too, have a Taste of King.