Gay Seer

>the human takes the Skaven in a headlock and pulls him close to his chest
groping his taut butt with eager hands
he eases his grip, only to close his hand around the Skaven's snout
and pulls his head upwards, then kisses him fiercely on his mouth and nose tip
out of breath, he stops and the Skaven pushes themselves apart, starting to complain how he dares to treat him like that(edited)
the man silences the Skaven by feeling up his erection through his robe
"you liar", he laughs and tosses the gray seer on the bed
their size difference lets him treat the Skaven like a rag doll
the Seer seethes on the bed, both angry and aroused
he wants the man's thick human cock but doesn't want to show it, so he just glares at him with his baleful eyes
the man orders him to take off his clothes, which is the excuse the Skaven has been waiting for
hi disrobes, pretending to be reluctant, while his pink erection rising proudly between his legs tells another kind of story

>The man reaches between his legs, fondles his rat balls gently and squeezes them. Not harshly, just a little bit but sufficiently to make the skaven jumpy.
'You better behave yourself, little rat, or else...'

>the seer makes hissing noises and snarls, but is cut short by the man tightening his grip
he can feel the denseness of those two orbs under the thin skin, the thick spermatic cords snaking underneath

>'I wonder how many little rats are in here. It would be a shame if something happened to them'.

>the man pinches them with the fingernail of his thumb, the small motion enough to make the fearsome seer flinch and freeze in place

>'Will you obey your master now, my little rat?'

>the Skaven mutters something, silently at first then louder
'Y-yes... I am at your mercy...'

>having his full attention the man brings the Skaven's family jewels closer to his mouth, gives them a lick
sucks on them,  getting stronger and closer until he has one of the testicles completely in his mouth
he tastes the rat's sweat, smells the strong odor of his anus up close to his nose

>He lets the skaven feel his teeth, causing him to tense suddenly and let out a little squeak.
While he sucks on the rat's soft, furry balls, he reaches around his waist and grabs his tail.
Playing with it, stroking it and feeling the scaly skin and rough, short hair on his hand.

>his tail is sensitive, and playing with its base feels...intimate

>It is alive. He feels the long member squirm under his firm grip. Struggling to break free.
He finally lets it go and brushes the rat's soft, round buttocks with the palm of his hand.
The skaven is so hard as to feel uncomfortable and moans. His seed is leaking in thin but steady strings from the top of his erect member, falling directly on the man-thing's face below.

>the man topples him on his back, then lowers himself on top of him, grinding their cocks against each other
he strokes both of their cocks, smearing rat precum on his own member

>Their hearts are racing in unison. Each of them deliciously excited at the depraved thought of mixing his own juices with the seed of their mortal enemy.

>the grey seer wants to sniff the man's pubic hair, to know his musk
and wants the man to return the gesture

>He pushes back the man with his scrawny arms. Ineffectively at first but the heavier human soon gets the hint and sits back, resting on his elbows.
Spreading his knees and giving the rat full access to his hairy, sweaty groin.

>his nose twitches as he approaches, cautious yet curious
he comes closer and sinks his snout in the man's bush, drawing in a lungful of his scent
it's strange, but not unpleasant
he gives the man's hairy lower belly a tentative lick, wary of any punishment he might dole out for his indiscretion
but when none comes he grows bolder and approaches the human's weird cock

>He smells it. This is much different from the slaves he usually fucks in his den.
The man squirms as the skaven's long, rough whiskers brush against his sensitive glans.
Breathing deeply, his heart pounding in his small chest, the grey seer opens his mouth.
'Hey! Be careful with those gnashers!' The man says, sounding vaguely alarmed.
The skaven raises his eyes and, with a sheepish look, answers: 'Yes-yes, of course master'
Before pulling out his long tongue and giving a first timid lick to the top of the man's penis.

>the roughness of his tongue is in direct contrast with the cuteness of his small pink mouth
he enjoys the attention he receives from his fierce warlock
his tiny licks are arousing, but the man desires for more
and grasps the creature by his horns
"what convenient handlebars...."

>'Now, open your maw very wide, your new master wants to fuck this pretty little mouth.'
'And no funny business. You know I only need to give a good twist to these horns to break your cute neck.'

>The skaven tries to shake his head and, realizing how strong the grip is, meekly acquiesces.
'Yes mighty-strong master. I will do as you wish-desire'
The skaven opens his jaws as wide as possible, his pink tongue like an inviting carpet in his mouth.

>the man slides his member inside that cavern lined with sharp fangs, shaking a little from both trepidation and lust
it is curved so his purple glans brushes against the roof of Skaven's mouth, making him cough and sputter, and the man pulls out quickly before he nicks him accidentally
"easy now..." he speaks under his breath, and the Skaven nods - or tries to, his horns still being gripped by the bigger male
the second time he is better prepared, and swallows the entire member easily inside his long muzzle

>Despite the fearsome appareance of the fang-lined maw, the inside is surprisingly soft, warm and velvety. His furry lover being unable to properly suck him, he rubs his erect shaft against the muscular tongue.
The skaven grins, his thin lips failing to contain the saliva and seminal fluid drooling from his jaws.
After a few minutes, the man withdraws his spit-coated member, letting it rest on the skaven's muzzle.

>he holds the Skaven by his jaw and rubs his pulsing cock on the muzzle, leaving streaks of clear slime on his fur
pokes him in the eyes with his tip, just out of sheer mischievousness, making the rat flinch
forces his own ballsack against the seer's nose, cupping it in his free hand and making him sniff them
he makes meek, satisfied noises as he nuzzles the man, lets himself be misused by him

>the man, likewise satisfied, pinches the Skaven's ear and pulls him up until he's tiptoeing, standing up shakily
then tugs him back down all the way to the bed
"get up!" he smacks his rump
while holding his face down and pressed against the sheets

>The skaven briefly struggles but he is powerless against the stronger man and his weak cries of protest are muffled by the bedsheets against his face. Humbled, he complies and lifts his rear high in the air. His toes curl in anticipation as the man starts kneading his plump, fuzzy bottom with his free hand. He squeals in surprise as the man pinches it with a laugh.
The man lets go of the skaven's head, confident in his domination.
'Lift that disgusting worm you call a tail' he orders

>and he does, eagerly like a common slave chosen to be bred
the man entering him is a mere formality by now, his overstimulated body reaching climax almost immediately
his tight passage sucks and massages the man's thick member with every spurt of jizz his cock shoots out
his foul seed staining and wetting the bed

>Gasping and barely able to emit a mouse-like squeal, the skaven hears a powerful moan behind him and almost instantly feels several powerful shots of warm seed deep in his entrails.
He hears the man sigh before pulling out roughly with a wet noise.
The rat immediately collapses, thoroughly bred, and lies in a pool of his own filthy cum, seed slowly seeping out of his abused hole.

>the man rests beside him, patting his butt
his hand crawls over his waistline and around his softening cock, jerking it off idly
playing with his foreskin, wetting his forefinger with his rat seed
the man tastes him

>The rat's cum is slightly sour and pungent, as if his very seed was tainted by the warpstone. The man shivers in pleasure at the thought of how dangerous a game they are both playing.
Feeling the grey seer nuzzling up against him, he laughs 'The chosen of the Horned One has a softer side I see'