Of Rough Faces and Rude Natures

In big cities, no matter how grand, there would always be back-alleys and shady neighborhoods scoundrels of all sorts. Even in this day and age things like black markets, slave trading and prostitution were still around, making Slark feel a bit more comfortable. Due to his time in Dark Reef, relating on a personal level was not one of the lesser slithereen’s skills. Much less a physical level which is why he was skulking around in the first place. Slark had made a dealing to get someone all to himself who would be tied down and horned up against their will. It wasn’t like Slark didn’t have the charm to get a certain Siren all to himself, he just had a bit of extra gold for a sure thing, gold that he’d just take back if he was dissatisfied. For now all he had to do was take the key he got from the dealer, go to the corresponding room and have a little fun.

In-front of Slark was the door with his key and he stood there with bated breathe. He steeled himself and proceeded to unlock the door, closing it behind him. The room was dark with little light to the point that Slark barely noticed someone tied up on. Both of hands were bound together behind his back as well as the legs; said bindings were tied to an anchor point on the floor. Their panting was heavy and deep as they squirmed in place. The slithereen went in for a closer look to not only realize that his quarry for the night was male, which he’s have to shake down the dealer even harder for now, but none other than the Bristleback, Rigwarl blindfolded before him. The roughback’s chest was bare as usual with his loincloth pushed to the side revealing a healthy erection leaking with precum. Slark couldn’t believe that snot-ridden musclehead could be contained. Even less to be put into a situation so lewd, but regardless, it wasn’t what the small guy paid for, so he was going correct that as he left for the door in a neck-slitting hurry.

“W-wait..”, Slark stopped to listen as Rigwarl barely spoke. “Could you do a bloke a favor and get me off right quick? I know I’m not exactly in the place to be asking anything,”, the quilled brute tilted his head down for a second. “but I’ve been in here for three days without anyone satisfying me or vice-versa. Each day I don’t, they up the dosage of whatever foul mix they been giving me. So I’m not even saying tell them I did a good job really. Just give me a proper wanking and I’d REALLY appreciate it.” The small slithereen was kind of disturbed with how desperate the Bristleback was. It was common knowledge that places like these weren’t exactly humane, but to turn somebody of strong will into a whore like this spooked Slark. Nevertheless, he owed nothing to Radiant scum before him nor the place he was currently doing business at. Nothing could be done to stop him from walking out the door for a little street justice. “…Okay, fine. I get it. My kind ain’t that attractive. You’d think all the training I did would at least make me prime meat to a…”, Rigwarl sniffed at the air loudly. “slithereen such as yourself, but…Man, this is a real blow to the ego, isn’t it?…” The blindfolded brute rattled off before remaining silent. Slark wasn’t one to turn his blade away for heart-spoken speeches, but none of them up until now were relateable. The slithery cutthroat wasn’t exactly all that appealing himself, wish he’d gotten some charity thrown his way too. To be perfectly frank, Slark wasn’t above a little dude-on-dude action due to his time in Dark Reef with nothing to masturbate other than nothing or distant muffled rapings. Slark sighed and approached the Bristleback to put a hand on his cheek. Rigwarl lifted his head up, seeming to have cheered up noticing that one that he had to serve today actually stayed.

Slark carressed Rigwarl’s rough face which the quilled brute nuzzled into. The slithereen dived head first the Bristleback’s neck. It smelled of musk and sweat, most likely a side effect of the drugs, but it’s possible whoever was here previous just had their fun teasing him and left. The blindfolded Rigwarl wasn’t opposed to the sniffing as to let Slark start to lick and nibble on his’s neck causing the Bristleback to moan loudly. Due to his maw, Slark knew he couldn’t have been doing a great job, Rigwarl was just really. Taking heed of this the slithereen started to move his hands all over the brute’s body. The toned neck, chiseled pecs, and large biceps all went under Slark’s wandering hands, getting a feel for an honest day’s work. The small slithereen worked his sniffer down to Rigwarl’s armpits the ripest part of his body. The smell coming from it was too intense for a couple days. Either Rigwarl was really forgetful or his sweat glands are stronger than normal. When hands worked down to the the Bristleback’s torso, Slark got a six-packed surprise. Rigwarl’s abs weren’t even, but symmetry be damned especially if this level of sculpture could be achieved. Hands moved down to the brute’s legs which were equally toned as his arms however stout they were. “Hey, uh, not to rush ya or nothing, but you forgot something.”, Rigwarl pointed out as he flexed his cock a bit to get the message across.

The not-to-hidden message was understood as Slark continued to give the Bristleback a hand-job. A deep moan rattled through Rigwarl as his cock was finally getting worked over. Precum quickly dribbled from Rigwarl’s cock all over Slark’s hands. The small slithereen didn’t appreciate it, but it was nice to see his efforts weren’t being wasted. Each pump Slark gave the cock in hand, it coaxed a thrust from Rigwarl. Upon further inspection, Rigwarl’s chest was heaving from deep breathing and he was drooling a bit, drool which ran down over his tender neck, his solid chest and those delicious abs. “Oi. Quit slowing down or else I’ll never finish.”, stated the Bristleback, reminding Slark to keep up the pace. Slark was just momentarily distracted by the not slithereen body in the room. Most of his ilk still had a body for swimming regardless of how much muscle they had. The display before him was enticing to say the least. “Oh, yeah. That’s the stuff…”, Rigwarl stated as he got lost in the pleasure. The blindfolded Bristleback could feel his built up energy over the past few days almost explode out from him. He just needed a couple more strokes to finish. Sadly after being so close to release, Rigwarl felt nothing. Loud groans of displeasure rattled through the room. “Come on now. I thought we had something good goin’. If you’re just gunna tease me, you might as well just–”, the frustrated Bristleback was interrupted by something engulfing the entirety of his member. Slark had taken the length of Rigwarl into his slithereen slit. “Or you could do that…”

A finger came down over Rigwarl’s lips as Slark started to rhythmically clench over the brute’s erection. Rigwarl wanted to moan wildly, but the digit covered in precum on his face wanted otherwise. So the Bristleback took the soiled finger into his mouth and started to suck on it. Rigwarl ran his tongue all over the fish finger, tasting every inch of it, slowing working over all of Slark’s hand. The blindfolded brute proceeded to move his hips while tasting himself over slithereen hands. Slark tried to keep his mouth shut, but the eager thrusts of Rigwarl push the cock inside his slit over the edge. The quick motion of the erection inside him gave the small slithereen a good reason to moan as well as a rather intense frotting session. The pleasure was too much for the small guy, causing him to ejaculate early as Rigwarl unleashed his three day drug-induced load all inside Slark.

The two sat there, exhausted yet somehow wanting more. The slithereen looked over Rigwarl’s face, which was tired and hungering for some action. Before either party knew it, their faces were locked together into a passionate  kiss where tongues clash and wrestled in slobbery harmony. Although Rigwarl’s arm were still tied up, Slark did everything he could to bring their torsos closer together to feel each other’s heightened heart beats. After a couple minutes of making out, Slark finally broke his silence as he whipped Rigwarl’s blindfold. “I’m getting you out of ‘ere and when I do, you’re mine.”