The Assassins: Part Two (rough draft)

The weeks leading up to the hunt for the necromancer came when Demi was dealing with a bout of sleeplessness. But he had been dealing with a level of exhaustion for ages now, mainly with his work as an assassin. He had been wanting to quit, but that meant putting his life in danger, as well as the life of his partner, Dio. Not that Dio would be killed, but just that Dio was a bit unhinged and would eventually meet the consequences of it.

Coming to the village, Demi had felt a tension arise in him. Something felt off about the place, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Even when Dio’s soft, sweet mouth was wrapped around his cock, he kept getting a strange premonition that something was about to happen. Though he couldn’t tell if it was a bad thing.

“Focus now! You’re only half hard as it is.” Dio fussed at him. “I should be the only thing on your mind right now.” Dio had been trained all her life for this sort of thing, but most of her work had taken place in her family’s brothel.  After a massacre there, which took most of Dio’s family as well as her horns, she joined with Demi and his guild and they two had been partners ever since.

“Sorry,” Demi moaned. “I’m a bit nervous today.”

Dio slurped and pulled back. “Chin up, this is going to be easy. That necromancer is a skinny weakling compared to us.” She kissed Demi’s sack then took back to the shaft. She left kisses down the side, gently circling the hood with her fingertips. “He won’t stand a chance.” She gobbled him up, taking him to her throat.

Demi leaned his head back, moaning then quickly quieting himself. He reached down, grabbing Dio’s hood when he wished he could grab her hair. He felt the deep twitching inside him, the flexing of his core. Dio drank him down happily, tugging her mask back over her face as soon as he was spent.

“There now, better?” She asked.

“Yeah, thank you.” He pulled his pants back up, relying on the tree to support him.

“If we had the time I would have mounted you.” Dio put her gloves back on and turned to Demi. “but daylight will fade soon and we need to be alert.”

“I know.” Demi watched Dio, wishing he had the energy she did.

That evening, once all the lights went out, they stalked into the village to apprehend their mark. The necromancer was a highly sought prize, and the bount on his head would have them set for a while. Perhaps even give them a chance to rest before the next mission.

Demi was left to guard outside the house while Dio went in to apprehend the necromancer. But just as he was getting settled at his post he realized he wasn’t alone. Standing in the shadows next to him was a woman. He turned slightly, seeing her cat eyes glowing in the dim light.

“Come with me, or your friend is dead,” she hissed.

The hair on the back of his neck bristled. “What’s going on?”

The woman placed a blade close to his side. “This is my home you’re messing with. Deal with me, or the others.”

Demi dropped his weapon. “I’m not willing for either. I’d rather not fight right now anyways.”

“Strange reaction.” The woman grabbed his hands and he saw she was covered in orange fur. A tabaxi by the looks of it. She bound his hands behind his back then pushed him. “Walk ahead.

Demi did as he was told. He knew his premonition wasn’t wrong, now all he had to do was wait it out. As long as Dio was going to be alright, then he would follow whatever orders were given to him.

The tabaxi took him into a house where there was a fire going. She had him sit down in a chair and she tied him up. “Wait here. It won’t be long.”

“What about my friend?” He asked.

“You’ll know soon enough.” the tabaxi walked away, going somewhere else inside the house.

Demi sighed and leaned his head back. “Could be worse,” he assured himself.

The door opened again and in walked the necromancer he and Dio had been after. He stood there, a scowl upon his face as he looked at Demi. He walked across the room, standing before Demi bound in his chair.

“Funny,” Demi murmured. “Your description we were given was not flattering. You’re much more handsome than I expected.”

The necromancer’s brow pinched. “How did you find me?”

“I’m a tracker,” Demi answers honestly. “It’s what I do best. After was research and some basic questioning of surrounding villages, I was able to find your old cabin and from there, I was led here.”

Ebert still had his arms crossed tight. “Who hired you?”

“Not sure. We followed a bounty and my partner dealed with it.” He then looked back up to Ebert. “Where are they? Are they okay?”

“Your partner caused some trouble and they refuse to cooperate. So they’re being taken to the cell.” Ebert dropped his arms to the side. “Why are you cooperating?”

“I’m fucking tired,” Demi heaved. “I’ve not slept, and being an assassin has made me weary of everything. As long as you can assure my partner is safe, I won’t be a problem to you.”

The tabaxi stepped back out. “The room is ready for him.”

Ebert came over. “You can get up. She barely knotted those ropes.”

Demi nodded, easily breaking out of the ropes around the chair, although his hands were still tightly bound. “Was that a test?”

“You knew?”

“I’ve been tied up a lot, I know how it’s supposed to feel.” He followed the tabaxi woman into a room that was surprisingly large, had its own woodstove, big bed, and other creature comforts. “What’s this for?”

“Good behaviour,” the tabaxi said, although she sounded quite acerbic about it.

“Easy Rings, I don’t think he means any harm.” Ebert patted her back and she moved into his arms.

“I appreciate the room.” Demi moves his arms back around and hands Rings the rope back. “But I must confess that I am a bit uncertain of your motives.”

Rings glared at his hands and rope. “You could do that anytime?”

Demi nodded. “I figured it was best to cooperate until I knew if my partner was going to be okay.”

“You’ll be kept under house arrest here. There will be a guard outside and in the house at all times,” Ebert told him. “But as long as you continue to work with us, you’ll have a choice of what you want to do.”

Demi sat down upon the bed. “As long as my partner stays safe. I’ll do what you ask.”

“Then strip,” Rings said.

He suppressed a smirk. The demand neither embarrassed nor infuriated him. More than anything it was entertaining. “Is that necessary?” Demi asked.

“We need to make sure you aren’t hiding any more weapons or tools. Apparently, your friend had an arsenal hidden in her clothes.”

He sighed heavily, taking off his hood then removing his belt. “Be careful with her, she’s a bit wild, but she’s sensitive.” He stripped down naked, kicking his clothes over to Ebert and Rings.

A looked crossed Ebert’s face that once again required Demi to keep a smile at bay. Ebert seemed to slowly take Demi in, his eyes lingering far longer than was needed.

“Tiefling huh?” Rings click her tongue. “Not bad I suppose.” She tossed Demi another outfit. “You’ll be popular here.”

“Popular?” Demi asked.

Ebert’s gaze finally broke. He put his arm around Rings. “Ignore her. Get some rest. Someone will be back in the morning to bring you food.”

Rings and Ebert close the door, leaving Demi alone. He lays back onto the bed and closes his eyes. He drifted to sleep, only to be woken by the sound of his door unlocking. It was still quite early, barely daylight. As Demi sat up, seeing Ebert setting a tray of food down upon the table.

“Good morning,” Demi stood and the blanket fell from his lap. He’d not dressed after the two had left.

Ebert motioned to the food. “Did you rest well?”

Demi walked over to the table, plucking a raspberry from the tray. “I don’t rest well these days. I just tend to rest.” He ate the berry, finding it sweet and plump. “How did my partner do?”

“Reverence says she’s obstinate.”

Demi crooked a brow.

Ebert cleared his throat. “Our leader. She’s been the one taking care of your friend.” There was a slight rouge to his cheeks.

“Good. Glad to know she’s at her best.” Demi ate another berry.

“I need to talk to you,” Ebert said. “Do you mind?”

Demi shook his head. “Might be nice to talk to someone. Is this going to be about why we were sent to kill you? Or do you wish to make idle chitchat.”

“My attempted murder takes presidence.” Ebert huffed.

“I’ll talk,” Demi replied. “But you need to do something for me. If only to make this a little even.” He touched Ebert’s collar then opened the first button on his shirt. “Undress.”

“You already sound like you belong here,” Ebert scoffed.

“This place sounds interesting,” Demi chuckled. “What’s going on here?”

Ebert was unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a chest covered in dark curls. He stripped it off then undid the buckle of his pants. “You’re not the one asking questions today.”

Demi smirked. “Fine enough.”

Once Ebert was naked and bare they talked openly. Demi explained as much as he could about the bounty on Ebert’s head, as well as things he had been privy to with Dio, his partner. He mentioned how large the bounty was, and the stipulations about bringing him in alive.

Ebert frowned most of the time. He seemed bothered by some of the information, but the knowing proved to be a huge weight from his shoulders.

“It seems I won’t be so easily given up,” he huffed. “I had hoped some of this would have been left behind by now.”

“Some people can’t let go.” Demi pushed aside his empty tray. “Is that all you need to know? Because I certainly have questions.”

“What do you want to know?” Ebert asked. “I’d like to make it quick, I would like to tuck my kids down for a nap.”

“What is this place?” Demi asked. “The way you talked before, the feelings I get here. It’s not normal.”

“Not exactly,” Ebert replied. “We’re all close knit. Reverence insists on that. This place is very open, very loving. It’s accepting most of all. Reverence brings us together as family, but also something much more than that.”

Demi had been staring at Ebert’s hairy chest. A feature he enjoyed and sorely lacked. “I heard rumors while tracking you that this place is a sex cult. How true is that?”

“I wouldn’t say cult exactly,” Ebert replied. “But I did say we were open.”

Demi smirked, looking into Ebert’s eyes. “Is that why you were staring at me last night?” He asked. “Or were you just looking for something?”

A chuckle escaped Ebert’s lips and he rubbed the back of his head. “So you noticed that, huh?”

“You weren’t subtle,” Demi grinned. He stood up and approached Ebert. “How about you give me a sample of how this village operate.”

Ebert looked up at Demi then back down. He placed his hand on Demi’s side, stroking slowly down to his thigh. “Alright.” He stood up, coming face to face with Demi. “But I have to make this quick.” He touched Demi’s cheek, feeling the soft, purple skin.

Demi closed his eyes, taking the soft kiss that Ebert delivered. The two came closer, touching and grabbing at one another. Ebert’s kiss became harder, as did other things. Demi was pushed down onto the bed with Ebert happily pinning him down. The hair on his chest felt so good against his skin, Demi moaned freely the more Ebert touched.

“How are you enjoying our village’s hospitality?” Ebert breathed.

“I’m finding it very warm and inviting.” Demi licked his lips. “How do you shake hands?”

Ebert rose up and placed his thighs on either side of Demi’s head. “Surely you know how this goes.”

Demi opened his mouth, letting Ebert lay his cock upon his dark tongue. He reached around, groping Ebert’s ass while his cock went into his throat. He knew some techniques that he learned from Dio, but never from this position. Ebert used the headboard as leverage, thrusting down into Demi’s mouth. Demi’s hands tugged and kneaded into Ebert’s ass, eventually prodding at his pucker. Ebert moaned, going deeper to Demi’s throat.

“That’s so good,” Ebert moaned. “You’re so good at it.” He moaned and huffed. He pulled back, taking out his cock as it began to release. His seed splattered on demi’s tongue and lips, his cheeks and nose. Some even dribbled onto his chest as Ebert moved back.

Demi licked up what mess he could and chuckled. “Not bad,” he purred. “Maybe next time, we could do that together.”

Ebert smirked through his heavy breathing. “If I didn’t promise my kids I’d put them down for a nap, I would have indulged more.” He stood up off the bed and gathered his clothes to get dressed.

Demi stroked his erect cock, finding that he greatly missed Dio. “I get it. Go to them.” He laid back down as Ebert left and sighed heavily.

That evening, Rings came to deliver his dinner. “There you are. That should be enough to feed a big boy like you.”

“Thank you, I appreciate it.” He took a bite from the plate and noticed Rings staring at him. “Do I have something on my face?”

“Just Ebert I suppose,” she snickered.

Demi laughed. “Ah, so he told you?”

“Every detail.” Rings approached him, touching his chest then smoothing her palms down to his side. “I’m a bit jealous.”

“Why didn’t you bring him with you?” Demi asked.

Rings smirked. “He’ll be coming here after a small discussion with your friend.” Her hand reached down, grabbing the bulge inside his pants. “He said the two of us could play before he arrived.”

Demi soon had Rings upon the bed, her haunches raised up as he licked her from slit to ass. Her face was buried into the pillow, moaning and panting as Demi feasted upon her. His finger sunk into her pucker while his toyed with her clit.

“I may end up wanting to stay here,” Demi chuckled. He spit into her ass and pushed his finger back inside. “If such treats keep falling to my lap.”

Rings purred and stretched as he played with her. “I didn’t fall. I placed myself in it purposefully.”

Demi chuckled and sat back up, pressing his tip at her pucker. “Then let me move myself back into place.” His cock was slick with oil, so when he pushed inside, he slided.

Rings squealed and moaned into the pillow. Reaching back she touched herself as Demi moved slowly. The door opened and Ebert came in. “Your friend certainly is defiant.”

“Dio?” Demi panted.

Ebert came over, kissing Rings then looking back to watch. “Yes. She refused to answer any questions.” Ebert began to undress. “What do you recommend to make her talk?”

“Frustrate her.” Demi received a kiss from Ebert as he thrust inside Rings. “That’s what always works for me.” Ebert pushed Demi’s head down, making him suck his cock again.

“That’s what Reverence said too.” Ebert stroked Ring’s back while Demi sucked him. “I think she knows what to do from here.”

Moments later, Demi and Rings had traded places. He was on his back while Ebert was behind him, gliding his oiled cock inside. Rings sat upon demi’s belly, taking him inside the same time Ebert moved. Demi was overwhelmed by the sensation. He cried out loudly as he was fucked by the pair.

The next day he was allowed out of his room and was introduced to the rest of the village. He was allowed some freedoms, but he had to be accompanied by Rings, Ebert, or a guard. Demi was shown more of the village that day, taken to the solarium where orgies were often being held. He was shown some of the more family friendly parts as well. Demi was also finally introduced to Reverence. He met with her each day after that to mainly discuss Dio.

“I’ve been slowly warming her up,” Reverence said. “I think in a day or two I’ll have her melted.”

“What do you plan on doing to her?” Demi asked with concern.

“It’s not my intent to put anyone in danger. I want her to realize it is safe here and she doesn’t need to go back into the life you both came from. But I fear she’s too wound up in it to give it up.” Reverence massaged Demi’s shoulders. “I could use her here,” she said. “From what I’ve learned about her, having her would be an asset to my village.” She slipped her hand down Demi’s shirt, touching his chest. “Her expertise could be used.”

Demi sighed, looking up at her. “I think she would feel at home here if she gave it a chance. But I think you’re right, all her life all she has ever known is the assassin way.”

“Once she’s melted, she’ll be susceptible.” Reverence came down, kissing Demi’s neck and cheek. “The two of us can work together to show her, can’t we?”

Demi smirked. “Well, at least we can have fun trying.”

“That’s the spirit.”

Eventually, Dio’s trip to the bathhouse happened, where Reverence brought the two back together. That evening, the two were placed in Demi’s room where the two caught up on the week they’d just been through.

“What do we do now?” Dio asked. “We can’t exactly leave, and staying is well...also a strange concept to me.”

Demi sat beside her. “You’ve never known anything else.”

Dio frowned. “What am I supposed to do? Just stay in this weird village and wait to die? I don’t know how that works! I’ve always had something to do. Someone to kill. Bounties to collect.” He huffed in frustration. “What am I supposed to do here?”

“I don’t want you to die, let’s start there. I want to stay here. My mind was made up for me long ago that if I ever got a chance to escape, I would.” Demi took hold of Dio’s hand and kissed it. “If we stay here together-”

“You’re so damn sappy!” He yanked her hand back. “Always have been. I’m starting to think it’s something you’re not going to be able to change.”

Demi chuckled. “Is that the pot calling the kettle black?”

Dio pouted. “I’m not soft like you. I can’t mold to whatever situation I’m in.”

Demi kissed her cheek. “Get some sleep. I’m sure you’ve been fighting it while kept in the cell.” He pulled back the blankets on the bed. “We’ll talk more tomorrow. Is that okay with you?”

“Nothing is okay.” Dio threw herself down into the bed. She then looked up at Demi and sighed heavily. “Can you hold me?”

Dio took off his clothes and laid down beside her. “Maybe you can change.” He placed his arm around her, snuggling up against her back. He kissed her shoulder and Dio snuggled even closer.

“You looked beautiful today,” he breathed into her ear.

Dio remained silent.

“I didn’t know you liked being spanked so much.” His hand stroked her small rear. “Are you sore at all?”

Dio just grunted in reply.

Demi nipped the tip of her ear. “It made me so happy to see you being so honest. That’s all I’ve ever wanted from you.”

“Shut up,” she mewled.

“How long have we known each other?” His hand slipped between her cheeks, finding her vulva warm and a little dewy. “Too long, right?”

Dio fidgeted, opening her thighs a bit. “Do you know how frustrating you are?”

Demi chuckled. “Let’s go to the solarium then,” he whispered.

Dio looked back at him with a surprisingly sweet expression upon her face. “What’s that?”

He kissed her cheek and sat up. “Something special the village offers.” He took her out into the cool night air to show her. The solarium was filled, many different people were inside enjoying one another.

Dio sighed dreamily. “Reminds me of home.”

Demi pulled her inside, laying her down upon one of the beds. “I thought you’d like it here.” He kissed her lovingly as others started coming towards them. Dio felt more soft kisses, more touches. She reached out, pulling another women close to kiss.

“This does put me in a familiar mood,” she chuckled. “I remember those nights back at the brothel where we would bond.”

Demi kisses her small chest and belly. Running his hands down as an orc came up behind him, touching him in return. “I think you could easily find purpose here, Dio.”

The two participated in the games of the solarium, taking up with some of the villagers who joined their bed. Dio fit right in, able to adept to whatever partner she reached for, although she wanted to stay close to Demi. She watched him closely, taking in his form as he was sandwiched between an orc and a human woman. Demi watched her in return, seeing her taking the hemipeen of a rather large lizardfolk. Demi smirked, Dio smiled in return.

Dio’s lizardfolk was soon replaced by Reverence, who grinned with glee as she placed herself inside Dio again. “Lovely little ruby,” she moaned. “Did you miss me?”

“You again?” Dio pant. “Do you like me or something?”

“I have a love for everyone,” Reverence coiled Dio’s hair around her fist then slapped her rear with her other hand. “That includes you, my darling ruby.”

Dio had tried to act uninterested, but Reverence’s affections soon had her under control. She was mewling in pleasure like she had in the bathhouse, happily taking Reverence however she wanted to give herself.

A moment later, Demi was joining them, placing his cock into Dio’s mouth. He kissed Reverence, suckling on her breast while Dio happily did what she loved most.

“You two will be wonderful additions,” Reverence stepped back, allowing Demi to take her place. “I do hope you two join us here as our new family.”

“Demi,” Dio whined. “Harder!”

“I know,” he pant.

Reverence stood behind Demi, stroking his chest and watching Dio struggle to keep her composure. “She’s yours now. Give her everything.”

Demi shuddered, Dio clenched. Their backs arched and they yelled into the steamy air. Demi didn’t move, keeping himself deep inside Dio where he released every drop. Dio shivered, shaking as Reverence touched her clit.

“Perfect,” Reverence breathed. “Exactly what I love to see.” She knelt down, cleaning off Demi’s cock then thrusting her tongue inside Dio. Demi laid beside Dio, kissing her softly.

“I’ll never leave you,” he said quietly.

Dio wrapped her arms around him, curling against him once Reverence stood. “Give me more. I need more,” she mewled. “I can’t get enough.”

Demi kissed her temple. “I need you too, Dio. Just give me a second to recover.”

Stretching out her legs, Dio looked into his eyes. She smiled, and tapped her fingertips to his lips. “You’re fast luckily.”

Come dawn the solarium was lazy and snuggly. Dio and Demi were laid in a pool of sunlight that came through the window, wrapped in warm blankets they had stolen from the bed. Dio covered their heads as the sun rose, kissing Demi’s chest until his arms tightened around her.

“I’ll give this place one more day,” Dio said. “One more tour of the solarium tonight. Then I will decide.”

“One more day?” Demi chuckled. “That’s a surprise.”

“How so?” Dio curled a lock of his hair around her finger.

“Because you are usually more decisive than this.” Demi took her palm and kissed. “I know this is a heavy decision for you. But I am used to your quickness.”

Dio shrugged. “I have no explanation to give you. What can I say?” She kissed him and looked into his eyes. “One more day is just what I need.” She laid back down with him, curling up into his arms as drifting to sleep as the day began.