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The Portal Games

Lykus's Promo

"Mmmph...mmm...ah...fuck...fuck...fuck!"

Those moans were music to Lykus's ears, and the spiral-striped wolf continued to bob his head up and down along that dripping shaft. Not so thick as it had been, of course. His other half had been feeding off that even while Lykus had been feeding on the libido and the dripping, oozing, lovely seed that had been falling from the tip. He rolled his head to the side, taking it slowly into his muzzle, feeling the tapered end grinding against the roof of his mouth right up to the point that it popped into his throat.

It's a little meager now, isn't it? Lykus asked.

Mmmm, yes...and ours much bigger...

The wolf would have chuckled if he wasn't focused on sucking that little bit harder, encouraging the pre-cum to keep flowing while not yet pushing the raccoon over the edge. The little thief was still groaning, whimpering, puffing and humping against his mouth, claws digging into the mortar of the building behind him, but try as he might, he wasn't going over. Not until either Lykus or Azorious decided that he was going to. And considering that the wolf was an oral fiend and Azorious was a literal one - well, demon, incubus, fiend, all relative - that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

But as they sucked, planning to savor their mutual alley meal for another few hours, at least, something pulled at them. Nothing physical, nor even magical, but more...a feeling. Lykus paused, and the demon in his head growled.

Again? Him?

Oooh, that means something fun's going on.

You will finish this meal, first.

Oh, come on. We could miss it.

Food. First.

Pfft. Fine.

Finishing the raccoon off with a final stroke of his rather long tongue, Lykus stood up as the thief fell over, spasming and cumming his brains out as his cock shrunk to little more than an inch long. As the demon within fed on the size and his own sheath bulged with the sheer heft of what they'd taken, the wolf walked back to the edge of the alley. A few random spurts of cum landed on their feet as they peered around the corner, looking for the source of the magical disruption.

It had to be him, and they both knew it. There was nobody else they knew that had that kind of power, and -

Oh, there it was. A priest across the street, someone that had been shouting about the evils of 'flesh-pleasure' for the last hour. Lykus reached for the belt around his waist, the only clothes that he had taken to wearing, and pulled a small deck of cards from the pouch hanging from his hip.

"What do you think that is?" he asked, nodding at the shimmering cloud of black barely visible even to his eyes.

A spell.

"Well, duh, obviously. But what kind?"

If I had to guess? Summoning.

"...Oh, no, no, no. You are not summoning some fart of a priest when I'm around. I'm getting that dragon dick again, just you wait."

Third card from the top.

"I know my own decks, thank you very much."

Mostly. He would have picked the fourth, but then again, conjuring a series of chains would have been a bit overkill, and they might not have worked for the thing that he had in mind. Flicking the third card over revealed something far more effective. He pulled it from the deck, licked the picture of two silhouettes swapping over, and smacked his lips.

"Oooh, elephant cum. Very good year."

Ass was a little too fat for me.

"Only because it was the only one that couldn't hold your -"

POP!

The priest and wolf swapped places, with the priest suddenly standing in a puddle of cum and groaning indignantly, while the wolf was standing directly underneath the shimmering, semi-visible cloud of magic right above him. It roiled just out of the normal visual spectrum, on the verge of activating...

Only to pause, as if confused over losing its target. Lykus, naked as the day he was born, in the middle of a public square, and - he belatedly realized - standing in front of a large crowd of acolytes dressed in blue robes that looked utterly shocked at the loss of their teacher, suddenly felt quite a sense of urgency. He shuffled his deck of cards, umming and uhh-ing to himself.

"Why isn't it working? Why isn't it working?"

Maybe you pissed him off more than you thought you did, trying to chain him up in purple goo? Azorious responded with all the customary snark.

"Oh, he loved that. Not like I blew up an ink bomb in his library, like you did."

Well, we are a package deal.

"Where's our teacher?!"

"It's a witch!"

"Um...aren't witch women?"

"...It's a pervert!"

"Burn the pervert!"

Lykus's eyes went wide, and he shuffled his deck faster. The summoning spell still hadn't gone off, and that meant that he was exposed. Big time. The robed students were rapidly climbing the edge of the stage, and priests were spilling out of the temples all along the square. He pulled one card free, throwing it on the ground to summon an illusion of an army of monsters, but it landed wrong, bouncing and rolling off the stage.

Then, thunder rolled.

The wolf sighed in relief as he looked up to see a billowing storm cloud of black spreading out above him, framing a hole of blue and white. He smiled, holding out his arms.

"Come on, you know I'm the better choice. And besides, you never stopped teaching me. Let's get this show on the - ulk!"

Lykus had a split-second to go wide-eyed with the tentacle rammed down his throat before it literally picked him up off his feet, yanking him through the portal.