"What the hell?!" I screamed as I looked around the sand dunes. Nothing, there was nothing around here! Just sand, spires, and fucking wingdrakes. All of them staring at me.
Light brown wingdrakes with prominent beaks with little waddles and long tails ending with stingers. All of them lithe and petite figures. "Hey!" One of them, a male, screamed. "Why don't you let me give you a nice dirty coating next time!"
Did one of them just cat call me? "Excuse me?" I muttered as I turned to the flock. I decided to focus on the way more important matter. "Did any of you see a-
"A nice looking dick?! I am now!" A female yelled before whistling.
"No, Listen! I-"
"Need someone to roll in the mud with?! I'm your lady!" Another yelled atop a spire, turning around to display her petite rear to me and spank it playfully as the others laughed around her.
I was on short time and couldn't stand it anymore. So in my haste and anger, I scrapped some mud of my body and chucked it at one of them. "Shut up already!" The one on the spire got a full facial of mud and the wingdrakes all stopped right in their tracks. "Silent?! Good! I have some inquiries-"
"RRRRREEEEEE! PHYSICAL ASSAULT! RRRRREEEEEE!" The wingdrake covered in my dirty substance yelled as she took to the air, the others following her example of screeching and flying.
RRRRREEEEEE!
I had to cover my ear holes. Never before had i ever heard such a screech... okay, that's an exaggeration, but my god! They were so loud, annoying, and bratty. Then I felt the tremors beneath the sands. Then it immediately hit me. "Oh shit!" I couldn't stay here, not with two horned menace coming back here.
I ran, just ran down a slope and into cave. The next sounds of crashing and growling only increased my running speeds down the slope and into a distant cave.
"SHUT UP AND LINE UP, NOIOS!"
The cacophony ceased to the distant yet loud enough to tingle-my-ear-holes voice carried so much unbridled rage and testosterone that I'd be fool to not recognize who it belonged to. I bolted in that cave and found myself in an underground cave of rock and sand. So much course, and rough sand that just got everywhere. There was also a giant hole topside and could hear the - oh fuck, I'm in the diablos' lair.
This was awful. I was trapped. I couldn't run topside and i was stuck in what might as well have been the monster's bedroom.
"Hi, friend!" A chipper female voice greeted me.
"Hi." I replied, focused on the task at hand... "You!" The monster girl I was searching for, right here! "What are you doing?" I whispered a bit angrily.
"Egg search." She replied in the same volume. "We searched yesterday and got nowhere. I wanted to fix that!" The last sentence was yelled, making me proceeded to cover her beak.
"Do you not comprehend our situation?" I hissed. She just looked at me and cocked her head to the side. I couldn't elaborate further for I had froze. 'Tremors! He's coming back!' I quickly grabbed Kulu and bolted down the slight slope of sand to hide behind a large convenient rock pillar. I set down my companion and made a shush motion.
Then I heard a burst of ground and gravel, the heavy landing and stomping of a powerful body. 'Oh god.' I had to stifle my whimper.
"Stupid fucking noios. Physical assault they scream, big scary brute they yell." He was doing that tone where you mock the person your imitating. It genuinely fit the description though. "Just when I was chasing off that egg snatcher. Stupid fucking teases! Nothing worse than horniness and anger." He grumbled. I turned between Kulu and the diablos, perplexed by his statement. How did she run off get in here unnoticed before me? "Where's a nice egg to fertilize when you need one?"
The moment he finished that sentence I felt more air to my side which was odd considering Kulu -aaaannnd she was gone again. "Hi, angry horns!" Oh god, please no. "I hear you want eggs too."
"Immensely - what the fuck?!" I turned the corner and saw them talking. The diablos turned between the entrance and Kulu. "How the fresh fuck did you get in here?! I saw you scurry off!" He yelled, confusion evident on his face. She was about to answer but he shook his head and verbally cut her off before she could say more. "Doesn't matter. I've got company. Do me a request and stand still."
"How will that get us an egg?" She asked, so clueless it would be adorable had she now not been on the very verge of death.
He was backing up. "Close your eyes and wait." He ordered and she listened. He was getting in a running position and his head was lowered. He was gonna skewer her with his horns?! I though he was horny and angry, not angry and horny!
He broke off in a run and so did I. Given her comprehension skills, verbally warning her wouldn't work and given the distance, by the time I reach her, he'll be impaling me.
Be hot the other way around.
Fuck off. My speed increased and I lowered my head. Diablos' stomachs are weak to blunt damage and his sides were unguarded. I had an opening and I would take it. I plowed right into the diablos' side as hard as I could, knocking him down and more importantly, off course.
Took me a second to recover from that charge recoil and the moment I did, I turned to find Kulu just standing there clueless to what was going on. "When will the egg come?"
"When you open your eyes." I deadpanned.
"Friend Barroth?" She asked before her eyes opened. "Come for his egg to?" She chirped as she calmly walked up to me.
I hastily shook my head and sighed heavily. "No I am not and you nearly got yourself hurt!" I scolded her.
She flinched a bit and looked confused. "How? Angry big horn said egg and -"
"I'll explain later, we gotta go!" I grabbed her hand and made off to the exit. We didn't get far though before the diablos landed in front of us, probably having used his wings to pick himself up. "Kulu, get back while I handle this!"
"Handle me! You only got a lucky shot in, mud slinger!" He roared, kicking up dirt as he readied to charge.
"Considering how I handled you yesterday too, sand muncher, I wouldn't get so cocky." I taunted right back. Bravado. That was pure bravado speaking for me.
"Wait, that was you?" He asked, oddly relaxing his posture. He looked at me and I could feel his eyes check me out. His face went into more realization when he saw what was in my right hand... now that I though about it, I did kinda forget I was holding that. How the hell did I hold on to that for all this time?
"Yes, that was you." The diablos' deep testosterone laced voice confirmed, breaking me from my momentary musings. "The rock carrying barroth who knocked me down and used a Kulu-ya-ku to elude a rathian." I could see the twitch in his lower region at the memory.
"Yep, that was us!" Kulu chimed in, walking back towards me. "I fwapped her with a rock cause she scared me."
"Yes." He hissed, looking me up and down again. "Wait here." He took two steps before turned to face us with a glare. "Or else." He warned. Being the good little survivors we are, we stayed put. I gave Kulu a light glare and she just looked up at me, a goofy smile on her back. You'd think I'd be more mad at the jeopardy that befell us but I wasn't.
The diablos came back and slammed a relatively small boulder in front of us. He used his horn and marked the right side of the boulder with it. "Barroth. You and me are going to have a competition."
... "... Why?"
"Because you dare to challenge me on my own turf and use both cunning and skill to do so. Now mark the other side of the boulder." He ordered.
"If I refuse?" Probably not smart to ask, but I had to.
He cracked the sides of his neck. "Then we do this the usual way don't we? Be a shame if your cock sleeve beside you got hurt." He threatened, motioning towards Kulu who was distracted by a flashbug.
I narrowed my eyes at his words. "First off, this is just between me and you. Two, she isn't my cock sleeve."
"Yet!" She happily chimed in from the background. "When we get the egg, then I will be a sleeve for his cock!"
I was going to deny that but the diablos rudely cut me off. "Okay, your future cock sleeve then, whatever. Just mark the rock of competition already or we brawl." He said, annoyance clearly growing on him. I took a moment to look between him, Kulu, and my slab to think.
'I could just take Kulu and make a break for it, but how far would I get, especially with Kulu. She isn't slow and she does have survival instincts but I don't wanna risk it. As for me, I just got the drop on him. In direct combat...'
"Fine." I sighed and moved to mark the rock. I took some mud from my carapace and stuck it to both the rock and my slab. I stopped for a moment to ask an important question. "You gonna store this somewhere?"
"My den." He answered curtly. "If that rock slab is important to you, you can get it back after the competition is settled."
I nodded and placed my piece on the rock. The diablos' quickly snatched the rock away and made off to place it somewhere in his main den. "We get eggs after you and angry horn play?" Kulu asked, fiddling with the flash bug in her hands as she walked over.
I turned away before answering her just in case. "Either during or after. Depends on how it goes." I turned slightly and pointed to the bug in her hands. "Now go put that bug in your hands away." She nodded and ate it. Okay.
The diablos came back a second after, not furiously bursting from the sand this time. "Good. We begin now!"
I lost a bit of my breath having been struck in the stomach by a heavy ass axe hammer tail, nearly falling over in the process. "The fuck?" I wheezed out.
"Now, strike me with your tail!" He snarled, taking on a straight and exposed posture.
"I don't understand." He said, my breathing recovering.
"It's simple, strike me with your tail!" He snarled. I complied and twirled, feeling my tail bounce off his lower stomach. "Your tail feels like a tossed pebble." He struck me again, hard enough to knock me on my ass. He leered at my down form. "A pathetic display, even if expected. A victory for me!"
"All the competitions gonna be like this?" I groaned out as I got up with Kulu's help.
"Of course not!" He bellowed. "There is a variety of challenges that will be between us. Next would be the dick measuring contest, but that would be rather pointless and unfair." He said as he gestured between our cocks. I wasn't a pushover when It came to barroths, but diablos definitely have their own level.
Gave him props for recognizing the species barrier and not using that as an ego fuel. It would be like comparing grapes to grapefruit... maybe I could've phrased in a less diminutive way.
"Hey, don't talk bad about friend barroth's pecker. If we compared by body ratio, his would be slightly bigger." Kulu told him in a slightly haughty fashion and displaying way more intelligence than I've previously seen. And now that I looked between him and myself...
"Really?" He growled out and I swore I saw a little black smoke puff out which did little to help my comfort level. He looked between himself and me for a moment before grumbling something out. "A victory for you then, mud slinger."
"Uh, woo-hoo." I cheered in a very low tone and waving my arms lowly. Kulu clapped her hands a did a little dance to the side.
"Yeah, woo-hoo my cliff headed adversary." He then pulled me up by my neck and got my face. "But don't get cocky! Our next competition begins on the surface." He let me get back my footing and motioned towards the exit.
I could just tell this would be a long day.
"So we're going to eat cactus?" I just stared at the plants we were coming upon, taking in the rough and course features, namely the spines. "Don't you think that's a bit unfair? Considering our different primary diets?" I asked slowly, probably coming off as a bit condescending.
Diablo, as I would now call him, snorted derisively. "I know that your kind dines on ants. We're not eating simple cacti, no, we're eating the food of real alpha males." He rummaged through the group of the plants and pulled out a few hard looking fruits, orange in color and dull yellowish spines that looked tougher than the average cactus. He swallowed it and began to munch away.
I watched him munch the fruit, seeing him obviously fight the need to make a pained face. Could diablos cry? It was only once he swallowed I decided to speak. "How was it?"
"A harsh layer with a juicy center, like eating out a raging rathian. Delicious." Diablo spoke normally despite the obvious minor tears in his mouth. "Your turn." He threw a fresh at me.
I refused to catch it. "I am NOT eating that." I am not wrecking my teeth and tearing my belly open for this.
"Then you forfeit this challenge?" Diablo asked, looking a little more smug than he should as lowered himself to my eye level.
"Yes, cause I use common sense." I deadpanned. I technically don't have anything to prove to this jackass when it came to self destruction. Hell, I should be wearing this jackass as a belt, not competing in some asinine show of dominance.
"Pathetic." He said plainly as he stood straight up to look literally down on me, oddly reminding me of my old principal. "This victory is mine."
"And another victory for friend barroth!" Kulu cheered.
"How so?" Diablo asked. Apparently it was his time to deadpan.
"Because he said no." She answered calmly. "He's macho. He follows his own rules."
"To the point where he can ignore MY rules?" Diablo asked with a bit of snarl as he lumbered a bit closer to her and making me come between them.
I had to say something to diffuse the rising tension. "I wouldn't -"
"You don't scare him." She chirped with another tiny bit of haughtiness as she slipped in front of me. "He's too macho." Her overestimation of my character was very flattering but really not needed.
Diablo looked between me and Kulu and growled out some more black smoke. "Fine. Victory for the fucking barroth because he's such a macho fucker." He slowly groused out. "Follow me, macho male. Unless you have you own "macho" way."
I sighed and turned to give my companion a look. She just beamed at me before hugging my side. I sighed and once again followed the tyrant to gods know where with Kulu happily in staying in step.
As I walked I couldn't help but reflect on my life as I slowly inhaled the world around me. 'I was a good boy wasn't I? An adult with a clean record? Sure, I did some stuff most wouldn't be proud of... what most wouldn't think about doing in the first place, but still! I was an overall good man, a damn good hunter. Is that the reason I'm here? Because I hunted too good?'
"We're here." Diablo stated, making us halt in the middle of the very same marsh we slept in. That didn't comfort me at all. "Now coat yourself in your dirty substance so that me may do the final trial." He said, pointing to the mud pit. "And fill your belly too, you look a bit famished." This time he gestured at an ant hill on yonder corner of the marsh.
"Okay." First thing I did was roll around in that mud to get myself nice covered up. I almost didn't want to leave and just kinda bathe in it. But I unfortunately had a task to do and I was hungry. I walked over that ant hill and checked out, watching the little bugs scurry to and fro from their hill home.
Never ate 'em raw before, but hey, I did eat them.
I plunged my head down and broke the hill to dig in as much as I could, crunching and mushing them in my mouth until they slid down my gullet. "Not bad." I mumbled.
"Don't gorge yourself unless you wish to be left vulnerable." Diablo warned me in a slightly taunting tone. "The last trial is to begin once your finished."
"Yeah, yeah." I told him, munching on the last bits before swallowing. "So what is it?"
Diablo started grinning before he answered. "A test of strength." He simply stated.
"Elaborate." I immediately responded.
Diablo chuckled before continuing. "You and me. Head to head combat. No surprises this time. Just two males roughing each other up."
"Oh." I muttered, visibly deflating. "Right now?"
"Depends. You done eating?"
"Uh," I looked down at the ant hill and felt my belly. 'Shit, I'm done eating.' I audibly gulped and turned to a now smiling Diablo.
He backed up and took a crouched running position one would see an Olympic sprinter would. "When you're ready, get into position." He told me. From the feel of it, the play my own rules route wouldn't work and from the looks of Kulu -
"Go get 'em friend!" She was sitting on a distant rock and cheering for me. Gave her major points for the enthusiasm and for her overall reliability but had to deduct some points for the timing of her compliance during this particular situation.
'I'm a hunter, I'm a hunter... " I mentally chanted to myself as I got ready for a genuine fight. With a Diablos. With no weapon except myself being a barroth. 'I'M A HUNTER, I'M A HUNTER...'
"Is that your starting position?" My fists up and my legs ready to spring into action? I nodded. "Odd yet not unwelcome - YYYEEEAAAAARRRRGGH!"
I guess we were starting! Diablo charged at me, kicking up dirt, mud, and other contents of nature to come impale me. I came forward with a mock charge and stopped when he was close enough to do a close dodge. I went to tackle him from the side and knock some air out of his lungs, but he grabbed me by my head and the next thing I knew, I was dazed by blunt force to my head.
I could feel his hands on my throat and shoved him to the ground. Despite the daze lingering, I knew better than to sit still and wait for my kind to refocus itself. I rolled away and felt the splash of an impact near me. "That's right, keep moving!" I heard Diablo roar as I got up. I saw him charge with short head thrust and I ducked to the side, feeling the wind as he went past me while his head went up.
I hit his momentarily vulnerable belly with a charge of my own, digging my crest into his belly as hard as I could. I felt him give way and to further my assault, I bit down with my jagged blunt teeth. I head him scream in a mixture of pain and rage before he grabbed me with both hands, his blunt claws dig into me as he began to twist and turn in an effort to get me to loosen my jaws. I wasn't exactly spun around like a rag doll per say, but my feet were dragged a bit off the ground as my adversary twisted and turned.
Amidst the thrashing, I heard a light croak and saw the color of evil close to our feet. 'The paratoad!'
I only loosened my grip after a few more seconds and let myself get tossed back before the little toad could release the cloud of numbness. While I slid away, Diablo got a foot too close just as the toad released itself before burrowing away. Diablo froze mid yelp as he stood straight and visibly hardened. He was a sitting duck and if he was a diablos akin to the ones of the old world, he wouldn't be moving for quite a while in terms of fight time.
I rushed forward and knocked him over with a harsh tackle, doing my best to ignore his not so little side kick between us. Good thing about being a brute wyvernoid was I generally weighed more than a flying wyvernoid and I didn't have exploitable wing webbings to step on. Like I was currently doing to him right now as I pinned him down for good measure.
I mimicked what I saw usual barroth do in combat and shook my body as hard as I could to splatter him in mud. I could hear him growl, hiss, and whine as he weakly squirmed beneath me as I did my best to cover him. "Yeah!" I heard kulu enthusiastically cheer once again. "Assert yourself!"
"Assert myself? That means..." I was a monster fighting a monster, which meant for a fight of dominance that one of us needed to be sexually humiliated for a winner to be declared. Since I was definitely not taking it from another guy, be it a huge dick or not, I had to pick an orifice to ravage and the nearest one was his mouth.
Best get on it then.
Goddammit. I sucked in my breath and prepared myself. 'This is a necessity. Nothing more.' I grabbed Diablo by the horns and just like I sucked in the air, he sucked in my cock. I groaned as he slurped me up, his hot breath and warm moist tongue sliding along the meat as it nearly went down to his throat. I felt sympathy for him, being forced to swallow the meat of another male and ingest his seed.
On the surface feeling of natural reaction to stimulation, I enjoyed it. When it came the sanctity of my mind, I hated this. I was face fucking neither a human or a lady. I had to close my eyes and pretend I was getting my meat stick and balls lathered by someone else of my preference to achieve any form of release.
I could feel his resistance grow stronger for the first few moments but he ended up yielding to me, no doubt losing his pride having been both beaten and fucked by a lower tier monster. For a moment, I thought he was getting into it as I felt his tongue flex along my shaft with more acceptance than move in an effort related to aversion. However, it was most likely just him begrudgingly going with it.
With another groan, I finished and released my cum into his gullet and pulled back as fast as I could, barely noticing a few sticky ropes on his mouth. I scurried back to my full height while he took his time to lift himself back up. "You did it!" Kulu came to hug me at my side. I just wrapped one arm around her, both in need of female contact yet still needing to focus on the diablos' reaction.
"He did." He growled, though with a more somber tone than angry. He wiped his mouth and turned his head. "You get my territory. You're more worthy than I am." He said in a low tone.
"I just did it so you wouldn't hurt me, or at the very least Kulu here." Said bird wyvern gushed and increased the strength of her hug when I said that. "How about we just share it? We get to visit and rest there while you keep it safe overall?"
He turned to look at me quizzically. "That isn't how the game of territorial confrontation is played. You won, so I must leave."
I rolled my eyes. Look, that was humiliating but Damn. Just take the olive branch here. "Or you can stay home, get over it, and just let us be. I really don't plan on making it my permanent stay."
"Same here. Eggs don't stay in one place." Kulu added, trying to be sagely.
He looked flabbergasted and held his mouth slightly agape at my words. "I... I don't understand."
"Well, I'm the supposedly better male right?" I asked rhetorically. "As such, I wanna give you a chance to make it up to me. With hospitality!"
"Hospitality?" Diablo repeated like the words coming from his mouth were alien. Probably were.
"We'll occasionally stay at your den to rest and keep stuff while you guard it." I explained. "No need for the shameful exile."
"So you offer me shelter?" Diablo asked slowly. He was most likely overtaken by the foreign kindness.
"Correction. You give us shelter and ultimately keep what's yours." I told him. "Now go home while me and my Kulu-ya-ku here go egg hunting." I told him while Kulu began to dance in joy. Diablo slowly nodded and burrowed away, leaving me and Kulu alone. I flopped in the ground not a moment later and sighed into the mud.
I face fucked another monster, a diablos today. And it was another guy. I needed a long mud bath before I went to get Kulu her damn egg.
"Hey there." That lazy voice. The jyuratodus again, swimming up to us, or more specifically my face. "Nice hussle back there with tall, big, and horny. Nice to to see another low tier put an apex down a bit."
"Thanks." I mumbled through the mud.
"So, get your eggs yet?" The mud piscine asked.
"No/not yet!" Me and Kulu responded respectively.
The jyuratodus cocked her head and gave us a light smirk. "Then I may have some beneficial news for you two."
POV: DIABLO
That smug bastard barroth! First he surprise attacks me, does it again, beat me down with sheer luck, and now he humiliates me on all fronts! A mere guard in what is supposedly my own territory for two nomads? Oh, I will accept his offer, but this only means I must further regain my honor and defeat this mud slinger once I'm strong enough!
To think a mere barroth is now my rival... no, this is no normal barroth. He's something else. A something else I must defeat. A stupid, sexy something else I must conquer!
... wait, what did I just say?
AN: Jayson: I do my best and hope to improve. Having a beta would definitely help. As for the question of elder dragon fuckery, the answer is yes.
Two people asked me "why barroth?". I wanted to use a monster that wasn't weak but not too strong either. Also didn't want him to have wings. A barroth was both convenient in terms of strength and mobility. I asked my friends Alleiskins and Guikoi for advice too. Thus, Xavier was destined to be a barroth.
