A King's Legacy Ch. 26

"Are you ready, Runt?" Aster was smiling that stupid smile of his, his eyes filled with the desire to get this beast off. That look made the tiger tremble with anticipation. The boy only gave him a wink, and a short nod in answer. Oust took in a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pressed himself forward, finally feeling the runt's ring press against on his tip. An insuppressible gasp in shock soon shot from the tiger's maw as the head forced its way inside of the burning tunnel. Aster was enthralled by such a delightful sound, but that enthusiasm was short lived, as Oust's inexperience and instincts got the better of the beast.

Oust jutted forward raggedly, loosing himself in both the overwhelming pleasure, and the intense heat the entrance greeted him with. Aster's eyes bulged and his arms trembled as his body screamed out in protest at the rough invasion. Oust had sank over half of his length into the boy in one jarring thrust.

"AHHHH! F-FUCK!" Oust panicked at the outcry, unintentionally pulling himself back a few inches. Aster clenched vainly at the unexpected retreat, gritting his teeth tightly as he hissed out in pain. The boy had severely underestimated what those barbs were going to do to him.

They were almost unnoticeable going in, laying flat against the rest of the pink, glistening flesh... But coming out was an entirely different story, it was like Oust was trying to tear his guts out from the inside. As the beast withdrew his weapon, the barbs dug themselves into the boy's walls, each one dragging against his flesh as they fanned out and stretched him open even further than before, their paths gouging out grooves of pain and overstimulation inside the walls of the poor, unsuspecting human. Aster could only tremble at the sensation of the beast's backstroke, gripping the boulder tightly as any thoughts of coherent speech were stripped away by those dangerous barbs. He dared a glance back to shout his protest, but a single look at Oust was all he needed to stifle his outburst any further. The beast was staring back at him with a petrified look of fear and worry, already blurting out his apology.

"I'M SORRY! I-"

"OUST!" The human had silenced the panicking tiger immediately with the firm tone, cutting him off mid sentence. Oust waited in worry for the reprehension to come. Aster stared into those scared, scarlet eyes, knowing that the beast needed this. Aster could deal with the rest... He would stifle his discomfort for the sake of Oust's pleasure, because that's what Oust needed from him in that moment. The boy never was one to run away from a challenge for fear of a little pain. He spoke in that commanding tone of his once more... It truly was an irrefutable order from a king himself.

"Shut up, and fuck me. Don't you dare stop again unless I tell you to. Do you hear me?" The tiger's ears fell flat against his head, his eyes went wide, and his member shot another heavy spurt of precum into the boy's walls in response to the vulgar command. In truth, Oust almost climaxed right then and there. He nodded to the human as he gulped, never daring to look away from that gaze staring back at him as both his heart, and his tool threatened to explode at any minute. Aster narrowed his eyes, and repeated his question, pressing himself back on the tiger's length some as he did so, making the beast moan once again.

"I said, do you hear me, Oust?" The beast realized he needed to answer verbally this time, an erotic, and encaptivating mindset overtaking him as the human ordered him around that way. Like many beasts, Oust had been raised on the notion of the submissive, and the dominant. What he, and many others never realized, is that while those were certainly traits one may possess, it actually had nothing to do with who penetrated whom. Oust enjoyed taking orders, he just didn't want to be touched back there... He was finally starting to realize he could have both from this boy. The beast scrambled to answer in enthusiasm for his more familiar role.

"YES SIR!" Aster smirked, masking his own worry behind his recent boldness. The human nodded to the beast, turned back forward where his face was hidden from view, and gave his order again.

"Good. Now, as I said... Shut up and Fu-" The rest of the word never made it out of his mouth. Oust slammed himself forward powerfully, sinking his near entire length into the human with a breaking swipe of his hips. Aster choked down his stifled scream, and clenched his jaw, toes, and hands tightly, ever determined to just take what the beast needed to give him... By the gods though, as the beast withdrew some, Aster couldn't help but whimper just a little. That backstroke was still one of the most excruciating pains the human had ever known, the barbs leaving his guts burning with every pass.

All the while, Oust fucked on frantically, just as he was commanded to, barely keeping a loose rhythm as he was absolutely consumed by the passions and needs of his flesh. Just a few deep strokes later, and the beast bottomed out with a particularly heavy rut into the entrance. The beast's hands clenched tightly at the boy's hips, and he released a straining groan as he buried himself fully within those walls, holding himself there as he teetered over the edge, completely encased in the feverish flesh.

"Don't you dare finish... Not yet..." Oust sucked in a short breath at the interruption, cracking open his dazed eyes partway as he looked down at the boy. The human was staring back at him seductively. His face was flushed from the rush of blood and heat the beast had brought onto him, but more so than that, was the unmistakable glint of pleasure silently begging the beast to continue.

Somewhere along the way, as the tiger was gouging out his insides, Aster realized something. The pain that came from those barbs had all but vanished, the backstrokes leaving only a sensation the human would liken to lightning in their wake now. Where they greatly overstimulated him before, forcing far too many sparking passions on him all at once, they now brought him a new feeling. The maddening type of true, undeniable, "I will fucking beg for it if I have to," pleasure the boy had ever known. His heart felt weak with every passing thrust of those invading spikes. Part of Aster didn't want Oust to finish because he wanted the beast to really enjoy this as much as he needed to, to drag it out a little longer... But the other part just couldn't bear the thought of the tiger stopping right as he started falling in love with that part of the beast as well.

It seemed everything about Oust started out as sharp, painful, and rough, but always ended up being something the boy never knew he wanted so badly in his entire life. But right then, it was very clear to both of the young warriors. Aster needed this just as much as Oust did now. The beast's eyes took on a playful glint, some switch inside of himself flipping at the sight of such need to be fucked even longer, and even harder by him.

Oust moved his right arm up to grasp partially on the boy's shoulder, and partially over the back of his neck, squeezing Aster's ass even tighter with his left hand all the while. The beast pulled the runt off the boulder he was bracing against, and turned him easily with his weight, pushing him back to all fours. Oust adjusted himself, moving off of his knees as his placed his paws to the earth on either side of the runt's legs, bending his knees some. The heavy beast leaned forward on his right arm, and pushed Aster's front half down firmly with his grip, all the way to the ground... Just like the way he had fantasized doing... Just the way he had pleasured himself to the thought of doing.

Aster was completely exposed, and at the beast's mercy here. His ass was thrust into the air with a nice, fat, tiger dick still firmly lodged inside of it. The weight of the beast alone forcing his face into the leaves below, and curving his back into an arch. The tiger had even better access to him now, and with a hilting downward strike, he fucked himself deeper than before, striking the prostate perfectly with the full brunt of his muscular mass at that angle. His spear point slammed mercilessly into the runt as the beast quickly found a twisted and sadistic grin cross his muzzle. The way his balls collided against that ass as he completed his strike enthralled him in the best of ways.

Aster's eyes fluttered along with his stomach and he shrieked out a cry, (Whether in pleasure or pain, he was not certain,) but it was music to the beast's ears all the same. Aster quickly pushed himself up just a little on his forearms in protest, but Oust forced him back down immediately, showing no plans for reprieve here. Aster shifted his mystified, pleading gaze to meet the beast's own, but was met with another wicked, and intentional thrust, the goal to hilt him, hurt him, and dominate him completely. Oust looked the runt directly in the eyes, smirked down at him, and spoke in his own commanding tone, further flipping it all back on the boy.

"Shut up and take it." Oust had shifted, Oust was fucking out all the bullshit buried deep inside of himself at last. Oust was following his king's order with eager dedication. Oust was fucking Aster like a true animal in that moment, and the boy half wondered if the beast was going to fuck him straight to death at that rate. Part of him hoped he would, if he was being honest.

Oust didn't let up for a second, clenching tighter and tighter with his powerful fists as he hammered stroke after stroke into the impossibly tight, hot, and wet body of the squirming and mewling runt beneath him. Every single cry and yelp he fucked forth from those soft, pink lips only encouraged him, edging him closer and closer to the most maddening sense of power Oust had ever felt. He was reveling at the way the boy was trembling beneath his might. All those years of training his body seemed to find purpose at last for the tiger... It was so he could fuck this runt until he cried more of those big, beautiful tears for him, simple as that. Oust's fists clenched even tighter as the wicked thought made him shudder in shameful and lusty bliss.

Aster was lost in his own vulgar thoughts, degrading himself in the best of ways as he was fucked roughly into the dirt. The boy was no more than a dazed, sweaty, sack of meat for the beast. He was just something to be fucked. Something for these beastmen to rut inside of however hard they wanted to. He was a fleshy toy, just a plaything to sate their hunger. He was there only to bring them pleasure, to take however much they wanted to give him, just like the obedient little breeding bitch he really was... He was happy to be given such a role.

The tiger's grip squeezed at his hip roughly, making the boy squirm in discomfort. Oust's other hand clasped tightly around the human's shoulder, pulling the runt back into the brutal swipes as he leaned into his strikes more and more, tensing as he prepared to unload inside of the sloppy passage. Aster moaned out in a half cry, knowing the beast was close. He felt the beast's muscles and sack both draw up more and more as another presence became noticeable on his flesh.

Oust's four sharp claws were poking lightly into the skin on Aster's shoulder, gripping the boy in what just seemed like the natural and instinctual way for the tiger to grip a mate before breeding them. Oust never took into account that the boy didn't have fur.

Oust furrowed his eyebrows as he clenched his jaw, bearing a menacing snarl to the onlooking runt below him. His ears fluttered, his claws dug deeper for purchase, and the lowest, deep rumble started echoing out of his chest as the beast began growling in both concentration, and the overwhelming sense of releasing his frustration at long last. Just before the tip of Oust's member started twitching in preparation to fire... Just as the low growl erupted into a deafening roar of dominating release... The beast dug his claws in just a little further, piercing the skin at last, unintentionally dragging those claws back nearly two inches over the shoulder as he drew the boy on to his length for the final, hilting thrust. He held Aster tightly on his weapon as he exploded inside of him, the beast releasing shot after shot of discharge, never even hearing the cry of pain beneath him.

Aster was almost scared when the beast drew his blood... But there was something erotic about Oust losing control like that. There was something that felt right about that slash. There was something deep inside of the boy that couldn't help but love even that rough show of love... Something that made the boy's guts clench painfully over the buried tiger dick filling him with the heavy load. He quivered pathetically into his own orgasm pinned below the beast, firing into the dirt in a grunt mixed with both pain, and pleasure.

Oust wasn't moving, his eyes closed tightly as he chased every bit of that sweet high he could, filling the runt with his pent up load. His jaw was hanging open loosely, the beast panting and huffing to catch the breath the boy had stolen from him. He sighed out loudly, and relaxed into the human a little, letting his shoulders drop as he unclenched them at last. Only then did Oust realize the claws on his right hand were extended...

With a jolting gasp, and his eyes going wide at last in terrible realization, Oust stared down at the human with a sense of both horror, and unfiltered fright. He withdrew his hand in a hurry, coaxing another small gasp from the boy as he did so. Oust took a passing glance at his hand, and broke out into a cold sweat as he saw the stark, red blood on his white finger tips. His eyes met with Aster's, and all time slowed to a halt for the beast as he rushed to assess how badly he had messed up. He was terrified that he had hurt the first actual person he had ever dared consider a friend. The tiger started panicking as he spoke.

"Aster... I... Did I-" Aster scoffed just a bit, cutting the tiger off by the action. He looked the beast straight in the eyes from the well abused position beneath him, and smiled as he answered.

"Don't worry, I checked while you were still, uhh... Finishing back there... It isn't very deep. I'll admit, I was almost a little worried myself at first..." Oust shuddered in relief, a less urgent, but still heavy guilt quickly overtaking him. He moved his burly hands to the boy's side, and pulled him to a position on all fours. Oust shifted his arms again, leaning in closer as he pulled him back by the chest, adjusting until the tiger was sitting cross-legged beneath the human, cradling him delicately in his lap as his cock remained sheathed inside of him. The tiger gently moved a hand to the boy's head, tilting it to reveal the wound and to rest it on his own shoulder before he began examining the slashes.

They really weren't as deep as the beast had feared... They were only barely bleeding, and while Oust was thankful for that, a deep feeling of remorse started to overtake the tiger. Oust shifted his head forward, brought it to the wounded shoulder, and lightly passed the tip of his tongue over the first shallow cut, dressing the injury he had inflicted. Aster winced a bit at first, but relaxed into the motion when he realized what Oust was doing. Once again, Aster found his mind thinking of his missing brother Cortist.

The night Talan had inflicted a similar wound on the human's face, Aster had retreated from everyone, locking himself away in his room, refusing to let Javis treat the injury... Not until Talan apologized to him... Something that never came for the wounded boy... Cortist actually used a spell to blow the door clean off it's hinges that night to reach the human. The boys sat and talked for hours after, leaning on one another as they coped with what had happened... After refusing to yield on the treatment, Cortist finally just changed approach.

Cortist Venatus held his baby brother closely in his lap that night, and tenderly licked his wounds in more than one sense, ensuring the scars were cleaned, and would at least remain free from infection. It was just a cat thing, that's all. Aster always felt a bit weirded out by it in some ways, but the feelings and meaning behind it were true, and good ones in the end. The boy raised by cats understood this apology of aftercare, and could only smile at how far the tiger had come. He spoke in a satisfied, but teasing tone.

"See... Told you... You are nice, Oust." The beast licked a bit too hard with the rough tongue on purpose, making Aster flinch as he chuckled at the beast's reaction anyway. Oust answered the human with a slightly sad tone.

"I don't know if you would call this nice... I'm sorry that I hurt you..." Aster shushed him, nuzzling into the bigger tiger affectionately.

"Don't worry, I could've stopped you at any time if I wanted you to stop. I enjoyed it, Oust. It was... Fuck, it was a lot if I'm being completely honest... I'm not sure I even have any guts left after all of that... But... I loved seeing so many new parts of you, to experience YOU Oust... And while the sex was pretty intense, it was still amazing for me... It felt good, Oust. Tell me, did it feel good for you this time? Was it better than you dreamed it would be?" Oust finished dressing the wound, and shifted, moving his larger head to the boy's other shoulder, leaning down just a bit to rest it upon him as he answered.

"It felt better than I ever imagined it could... But it was kind of scary too in a way... For a moment there... For just the slightest moment... I almost didn't hold myself back... I'm not trying to belittle you by saying this or anything... But I think it would've killed you if I would've let myself go entirely..." Aster nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I'm not foolish enough to not understand that. You could tear me clean into with your bare hands if you really wanted to... But that isn't you Oust. I trusted you, and you didn't make me regret trusting you at all. I'm still thankful for this... I just hope you feel better now?" Oust took in a very long, very concentrated breath in thought, held it for an extended pause, and exhaled slowly before answering.

"I feel lighter somehow. I think... I think I can finally see what happened to me for what it was. How wrong it all was... None of it was ever actually my fault. I get that now... I think I can look back of all that bad stuff with acceptance that while it happened, and while it hurt, that it doesn't dictate what I can't do going forward... What I can't feel going forward... I can finally let myself process it... I know that it probably doesn't make any sense..." Aster simply turned to face the beast, moved his hand to pull the tiger's head closer, and pressed his lips softly to his cheek. He pulled off, and let out a long sigh before he spoke.

"It makes enough sense, Oust. I'm just glad I could help you some... But I think I'm going to go get that bath now." Aster took a deep breath, and pulled forward, the deflating tool finally pulling free from him with a gush of cum right behind it. Oust had bred the boy well, and the tiger simply marveled at the sight of such a well fucked ass dripping with the thick, hefty deposit he had buried deep inside of those velvety guts. The beast could only smile as he followed Aster into the water, joining him in cleaning up their mess.

Oust would follow that runt anywhere now. He would follow that king, and he could finally do it with a smile.

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Whelp. I have never had so many trashed drafts in my life. This is attempt #7... 1-6 were between 800-3,100 words each, every one scrapped because I just didn't feel like it was what Oust really needed. It needed to be raw, and touching. Gentle and intimate. Sharp, and intimidating. Angsty, and passionate...