Even Redder - November Rule 34 Story#1 (Teaser)
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The first story of this month was requested as a sequel story; voted in by my $5 and up Patreons, this sequel to "Seeing Red" sees Brooklyn somehow tormented by the lustful memory of Firebrand. This preview a bit more adult than previous ones as scenes of Firebrand teasing Brooklyn are littered throughout the story.
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"Even Redder"
"They call me Firebrand."
Flashes of the demonic gargoyle-like creature filled Brooklyn's mind, his body red like fire, his eyes burning, his arms ripe with muscle wrapped around his waist as his maw slid over the male's cock. Brooklyn howled out lustfully, he felt himself cum and quench the demon's thirst. He could feel Firebrand's claws tighten on his ass, drag across his cheeks so hard that he actually made scratches. He felt the demon's maw pull away, a long trail of cum dripping down between his chin and Brooklyn's balls as he inhaled and exhaled again. Then; forcibly, Brooklyn was shoved to the ground and Firebrand's mouth connected with his, he could taste his own fluids draining into his mouth, his heart was pounding so hard that he could hear it screaming in his ears as the weight of Firebrand's body sat on him, the fullness of his cock, his flesh rock hard against Brooklyn's torso. "Wh-what's happening?" Brooklyn said in between breaths, feeling their bodies rocking together, his cock already becoming hard once again as Firebrand washed against him like a wave.
"You are awakening..." Firebrand moaned and growled before lowering his head and biting Brooklyn on the neck. The sound of stone cracking filled his ears now, the feeling of being dragged away toward the coolness of the night air began to flood Brooklyn's cocoon.
"No, wait! Firebrand. Where can I find you?"
"Soon, warrior of fire... soon..."
"GUH!" Brooklyn shook his body off, the cold of the night sky covering his skin as he fell into it, and caught himself on the ground. He threw his head back and stretched his arms out in a mighty roar that filled the sky; a roar that was joined by the rest of his clan, all waking around him.
The night had a hard wind that nearly blew Brooklyn off his feet, and a cold rain that seemed to penetrate his skin as his white hair whipped hard in the bursts. For a moment, he'd been convinced that the dream was so real, that this was the actual sleep, but all that came crashing down when he realized how cold it was. "Wh-what's this?" He asked aloud as he followed Lexington and Broadway in a hurried rush to the stone archway that led them inside. "The news reports said nothing about a storm tonight!"
"Huh. Must've been a miscalculation." Lex assumed as they made their way for cover and stood in the doorway, watching the wild winds and rain ravage their roost.
"A pretty lousy miscalculation." Broadway said as he used his pinky claw to try and dig water out from his ear canal. He then slapped the side of his head as he tried to clear it.
Lexington glared at him. "It was my calculation too." He corrected.
"Same difference." Broadway said as he and Lex started down the hallway, leaving Brooklyn to stare out into the storm. It took a moment before he paused and turned around. "Hey, Brooklyn? You coming?"
"Huh?" Brooklyn looked at the other two. "Oh y-yeah." He said.
"You okay?" Lexington asked as they continued down the hall. "You've been pretty quiet for the past couple months."
"I'm fine." Brooklyn said. "Just a little shook up from waking up in the storm. That's all."
"Bad dreams?" Broadway asked.
"No. Not really." Brooklyn said, adjusting his loincloth just a bit to keep the two from noticing the tent spike in it that was slowly draining out. "Just... unsettling ones. That's all."
"Unsettling ones what?" Goliath asked, the massive gargoyle suddenly appearing from a side hall and making the younger trio jump.
"Oh jeez, Goliath." Brooklyn said, putting a hand on his chest. "You've really gotta teach us how you sneak up on people like that."
Goliath hinted the slightest smirk. "Years of practice and patience. What goes on here?"
"Brooklyn having weird dreams, and a dream boner."
"Lex!" Brooklyn snapped in a bit of a panic.
Lexington and Broadway took off laughing, but Brooklyn didn't give chase. He sighed and shook his head dejectedly. "Kids, am I right?" He said haughtily, trying to put off the look of concern from his leader.
"Weird dreams? What sort of dreams?" Goliath asked.
"It's nothing." Brooklyn stated defensively. "They're just...just dreams, okay?"
"Sometimes dreams can be a portent or a warning." Goliath said. "Do not take them lightly, Brooklyn."
Brooklyn shrugged in frustration. "And sometimes a dream is just a dream, I wish everyone would just lay off." He said as he stomped down the hallway leading away from the dining area.
Three months; it had been three months since Brooklyn encountered the gargoyle known as Firebrand... or was he a demon instead? Three months and only in the past week had he been having the same recurring dream; every one of them getting more and more intense than the one before it. He shook his head dismissively as he entered the great hall; far from being fully repaired, everyone ate in the more modern dining room, so at least he didn't have to worry about having company for a bit. He sighed and leaned against the empty fireplace, grateful for the quiet outside of the occasional clatter of wind that slammed against the windows above. He looked into the reflection of the mirror hung above the fireplace and was tempted for just a moment to indulge his now-aching member, pressed hard against his cloth.
A loud bang distracted him, and as he looked back into the reflection, he was shocked to see the massive red demon directly behind him. Brooklyn went to pull away, but was instead thrown hard against the stone of the fireplace mantle; a pair of thick, rugged claws sliding down his waist as a massive demon-cock began to grind against the back of his loincloth. He moaned, his erection now spilling precum across the front of his cloth, getting it wet as flashes of Firebrand penetrating him began to ravage his mind. He knew it wasn't happening, he could still feel it and he let out a passionate roar as he could feel Firebrand's girth thrust into him.
"Brooklyn?"