Levi crouched through the bushes past the Church of Elleh, stalking another one of Godrick's soldiers. He had discreetly clubbed the first soldier he came across in the back of the head while walking along the path from the church, and he was quickly discovering that stealth meant there were far less opportunities to get run through with a sword. The chain mail he'd bought from Kalé, however, was far too loud for his liking; every step was met with chains rattling noisily and it was quickly becoming clear Levi would need to find alternate arrangements. After all the work he'd put into getting the armor, it was a disappointing turn of events.
Levi could see a soldier down the path, but between the twigs, branches, and his chainmail, he knew that sneaking would be useless. A troubling thought considering he wasn't particularly adept at fighting. Worse, if he ended up in a fight, who's to say that there weren't more soldiers in the nearby forest that would come running? Reluctantly, Levi hid behind the bush and gently - quietly - removed his chainmail armor, making sure to stash each piece in the bush as discreetly as possible so he could return for it. While he didn't enjoy the idea of approaching a soldier in only his loincloth, he couldn't afford a full-on conflict.
The Tarnished then snuck as quietly as he could towards his mark, brandishing his club. All the soldiers he ran across were tall - likely six feet or taller – and this man was no different, his large frame hunched over the wreckage of a cart to the side of the path as if inspecting it. Levi had listened to Kalé's warning regarding the Tarnished hunts, but he hadn't realized just how close they were to the church he'd stayed the night at. He remembered what Kalé told him before he left: Show no mercy, as these men are nothing more than animals now, living off of their base urges such as to eat and to kill. Levi gripped his club tightly and, in a powerful swing, made contact with the back of the soldier's head. The man crashed forward and hit the ground with a deafening thud.
That solves that, Levi thought to himself. He glanced around to see if there were any soldiers coming to inspect the sound but saw nobody. Kalé had mentioned that the soldiers had set up a base on the other side of the forest. Perhaps the two he'd come across were only stragglers from the main force on a solitary scouting mission? He studied the defeated soldier laid out in front of him. The man sported a polished set of armor, his green and orange tree-and-beast surcoat hardly covered with any dirt. For that matter, he looked to be about the same size as Levi…
Then that solves the chainmail problem as well, Levi thought. Taking a quick check of the soldier's pulse to confirm his death, the Tarnished then got to work. Grabbing the soldier by his armpits, he dragged him behind the nearby bushes in case any other patrols would be coming by and began to undo the surcoat's buckles and straps. Levi worked quickly, removing the surcoat and setting it aside before slipping off the man's gloves and boots. He formed a pile of the discarded armor as he carefully took off the defeated soldier's greaves. Levi felt a tinge of melancholy at the ordeal. The soldier had handsome enough features. He could have lived a good life in a different world. The time since the shattering hadn't been kind, though: like the rest of Godrick's lot, the man had completely lost his mind.
Levi stared at the soldier, now unclothed save for his loin cloth and lying on the dirt. In fact, Levi thought, his loin cloth is in pretty good condition too… The boy thought of his own beneath his armor – the one he had been buried in, rested for who knows how long in, and was revived in. It had certainly begun to fray with time, the seams splitting and parts unraveling slightly. The man's loin cloth was a pleasant beige and remained untattered. Can't believe I'm doing this… Levi thought to himself as he hooked his fingers around the loin cloth's waist band. He slid them off the dead soldier, inspecting them. They appeared clean enough to the eyes, but what about…? Levi leaned in and sniffed the cloth, his nostrils flooded with the scent of the man's sex. He'd certainly worn them for quite some time to have the cloth smell so strongly of his manhood, but outside of that smell, there was no other notes to indicate they were unclean. Fair enough, Levi thought. Guess I'm swapping everything with him.
Levi began to disrobe as he began the exchange, sliding his loin cloth to the ground. The cloth was still wet with the bits of Kalé's spend that had leaked out of him, Levi noted. He set his club and shield to the side before inspecting the armor a bit more closely. It was strong, sturdy, and appeared to be much quieter in movement. He was lucky, he supposed, for coming across someone with such a strikingly similar build so that he could take their gear. Even if he had just bought the chainmail armor last night, there really was no choice but to trade up. He looked at the dead soldier, now fully naked beneath the canopy of trees. The soldier's skin was grey, his body toned. Brown pubic hair formed a small bush around his limp penis, which looked no more than 3 or 4 inches flaccid. His balls hung low, resting on the dirt floor of the forest. Shame to leave him here like this, Levi thought. Maybe I'll lay my chain mail over him for cover.
He turned back to return for his chainmail and was greeted by a sword stabbing into his lower stomach.
Another of Godrick's soldiers stood before him, his hand gripped around the sword's hilt as he yanked it out of the naked Tarnished. Levi let out a bloodcurdling cry from the pain and gripped at his wound, staggering back. He tripped over the naked soldier and hit the ground with a thud, knocking the breath out of him. The soldier stood over him and eyed the scene as Levi gasped for breath. Great, Levi thought, he's going to get payback for his dead comrade. The soldier stared at his naked, dead counterpart, then back to the naked Tarnished, seeming to be piecing together the situation.
While he appeared distracted, Levi took the moment to spring into action. He jumped to his feet and rushed towards his club resting against the nearby tree. He was met with the soldier's hand quickly slamming into his back, knocking him off balance and making him topple over to the ground on his stomach. The soldier hunched over the Tarnished before he could react and slammed the back of his hilt into Levi's head. The Tarnished clutched his throbbing head, dazed and unable to think, as he heard armor rustling behind him. Levi turned on to his back, staring up at his opponent, before his stomach sank. The soldier tossed aside his cod piece and released his flaccid cock into the forest air. "What the fuck are you doing?" Levi spat. The soldier ignored the question, instead grabbing Levi by the back of the hair and yanking him forward, smashing the Tarnished's face against his newly-freed manhood.
Kalé's words echoed in Levi's mind as the flaccid cock smashed against his cheek, his nose pressing into the soldier's dark brown pubic hair: these men are nothing more than animals now, living off of their base urges. Levi mentally cursed Kalé. You couldn't have told me one of those base urges might be to fuck? The soldier grunted, rubbing Levi's face against his now-hardening cock. It was clear the man hadn't showered in ages, his musk strong and clinging to Levi's face as he felt the soldier's member expand and grow more rigid. It slid up and down the Tarnished's cheek at a formidable six or seven inches, his low-hanging balls bouncing against Levi's jawline. As mindless as these men were, the mere act of seeing Levi naked must have triggered the urge to breed. Was getting a soldier horny all it took for them to act this way? The Tarnished was in no shape to fight given his sword wound at point-blank range, and the soldier still held his sword in his hand. While Levi knew that he would revive if the soldier killed him, that still meant having to experience being slashed, impaled, and killed. If he went along with this, he reasoned, he could perhaps distract the soldier enough to finally be able to grab his club…?
The Tarnished's cheek was smashed against the fully-rigid cock and he could feel the sensation of precum that had slid down from his tip now being smeared across his face with each thrust. If this was a mindless urge, Levi thought in horror, the only way out was to satisfy it. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and slid out his tongue. Given the angle it could only reach the soldier's balls, a slightly darker grey than the rest of the soldier's skin, and so he slid his tongue across the bouncing sack, wetting it with his saliva. The soldier grunted, pulling Levi's hair so that he was facing directly up to the soldier with his tongue still out. Then the soldier pushed his hips forward, resting his balls directly on the Tarnished's tongue. Levi understood the message. He pushed his head up, sucking the balls into his mouth and running his tongue across their surface area. They tasted of dirt and musk. Levi's nose pressed against the base of the soldier's cock as he worshipped the man's balls and was surprised to see the man began to stroke his length, pressing it against Levi's face as he pleasured himself and gave another low grunt. Beads of precum dripped into Levi's hair as he continued to massage the man's sack with his tongue. The soldier then shifted, seemingly standing straighter. What happened?
Levi slid the man's balls out of his mouth, turning to see what he was staring at. Three more of Godrick's soldiers stared at their coupling - two coming from their left and another from near where Levi had originally come from. Apparently Levi had missed one on his way over, no doubt hiding among the trees off the path. Shit, Levi thought. Shit shit shit. Before he could do anything further, the soldier he had been pleasuring grabbed him by the shoulders and slammed his head into the ground. Was he going to kill him now that he'd been caught? Levi worked his way onto his stomach, trying to push up with his legs and hands to get away from the soldier, but was completely overpowered. The other three soldiers walked forward as they witnessed the display.
Then Levi's blood ran cold.
The first soldier gripped him by the hip and pulled his ass into the air as he kept Levi's head shoved into the ground. Another soldier kneeled next to Levi and replaced the first's hand, keeping Levi pinned, as another grabbed each of Levi's ass cheeks and spread them. The first soldier knelt behind the Tarnished, on his knees between the boy's legs so he couldn't close them, and pressed the warm, slick head of his cock against the struggling Tarnished's hole.
Levi let out a bloodcurdling cry as the soldier forced himself in. His muscles rejected the invading cock and pushed against its intrusion, his whole body fighting off the rape, as the soldier continued to push his hips forward. The pain was intense and immediate. Every half inch felt like a stab wound, and tears streamed down Levi's cheeks and onto the forest floor as he felt the soldier's cock head break past his tight ring of muscles at his entrance and enter his insides fully. In a single move the man buried himself to his base into Levi, letting out a short grunt, as the Tarnished's insides stretched to accommodate the intruding cock. His entrance burned, clenching against the thick shaft of the intruder, as the soldier began to slide his cock in and out of his bitch. The other soldiers began to remove their cod pieces, releasing their hardening cocks into the fresh air. All it takes is to make them think of sex, Levi confirmed to himself.
Levi could feel every pulse of the cock inside him as it pleasured itself with his insides. The soldier's movements were jerking and erratic, animalistic in their desire for nothing but the right to breed. He was being fucked like a bitch in heat. The soldier that had held his head down now picked his head up by the hair, leveling it with his rigid grey cock. He began to thrust against Levi's face, leaving smeared stains of precum against his skin as he tried to find release. It was as if he recalled the face could be used for sex but couldn't remember how. The soldier behind Levi thrust violently into his captured prey and Levi could feel his entrance tearing at the barely-lubricated intrusion. He let out a shrill cry, which opened his mouth just in time for the other soldier's cock to penetrate it. Levi choked as the man's musky cock slid across his tongue and hit the back of his throat, the man's balls pressing against Levi's chin as he sought to bury himself as far as he could go into the Tarnished.
Levi could see out of the corner of his eye that the other two soldiers were stroking their cocks at the display. One lifted up his sword, placing it under Levi's neck as a stern warning while the other continued to keep his cheeks spread for his rapist. Levi held himself up on his hands and knees, desperate to survive this ordeal, as the second soldier fucked his mouth. The man's thick musk filled Levi's nostrils with every thrust that pressed his face against the man's pelvis, and Levi could taste the steady stream of built up precum leaking from the soldier's long-neglected manhood onto his tongue. The other one must be precumming all over in me, too, Levi thought, his entire body moving with each thrust into his bleeding ass. It's burning less now, slightly. I'm taking him easier. Thank God there was still plenty of Kalé's oil and spend left in me to form a lubricant.
The first soldier didn't care for his bitch's comfort, rutting into the Tarnished's ass like an animal in need. He let out a deep, guttural groan, and to Levi's horror, he felt the soldier's cock begin spasming erratically while sheathed deep inside him. The final thrust the man made into the Tarnished seemed to directly hit his prostate, forcing a deep moan from Levi that vibrated along the second soldier's cock. Each pulse of the first soldier's cock massaged Levi's prostate while it bred him, the soldier's seed jetting out in massive waves into the Tarnished. A sickeningly full feeling made its way through Levi's lower abdomen as he felt the cock release itself inside him. These soldiers have been building up their load for months or years, Levi realized. There's going to be much more than Kalé.
Not one to be outdone, the second soldier pressed Levi's face against his pelvis and let out a deep moan of his own, his seed flooding Levi's mouth in thick, warm jets. It was mildly salty but tasteless, each jet hitting the back of Levi's throat in thick wads. To avoid choking he swallowed the cum as it came, but it became apparent he was right that the loads these men had saved were far larger than he was used to. There was simply too much. Cum leaked out from the corners of Levi's mouth, trailing down his chin and dripping to the forest floor as the soldier emptied himself into the Tarnished, his balls pulsing against the Tarnished's bottom lip with each wave of his orgasm. The two soldiers pulled out of either end, their cocks wet and softening. What a sight, Levi thought in shame. Cum dripped from his chin as the other soldier's load began to slick out of him, trailing down his taint and descending along his balls before dripping to the forest floor. Levi stayed there on his hands and knees, fully bred, unsure if he'd survive making any sudden moves due to the sword still positioned below his throat.
The soldier who had spread his cheeks gave a grunt and the sword was lowered. Before Levi could do anything, though, he was shoved to the side, landing on his back. The third soldier, who had been holding the sword, knelt over Levi's neck, his cock dangling over the Tarnished's teary-eyed and cum-stained face. A fourth soldier held apart the pinned Tarnished's legs and lifted them up. Levi could feel more of the first soldier's cum dripping out of him from the movement, but it was quickly halted by the prodding of the fourth soldier's cock. More tears streamed down Levi's face as he realized this wasn't over. Using the boy's prior breeding as lubricant, the fourth soldier slid in to his bitch. This soldier's cock wasn't as long as the last's, but it was much thicker; Levi could feel his entrance expanding and clenching against the intruding shaft in its own attempt to force the man out of him, the further expansion of the muscles causing a dull burning sensation. The third soldier hovered his balls over Levi's cum-soaked lips, rubbing against them, and Levi helplessly opened his lips and began to lick and suck the man's low-hanging fruit. The man grabbed Levi by the back of the head and lifted his head up to meet the sack, his hard cock laid out along Levi's face as he began to thrust. Precum from his tip slicked Levi's forehead, the balls filling his mouth entirely as he struggled to lick them with his tongue. He was interrupted from his thoughts as the fourth soldier slammed forward, sheathing his entire cock into the helpless Tarnished.
Something about the fourth soldier's cock hit differently, and this wasn't an exaggeration – due to the slight curve, or perhaps because the additional girth stretched Levi's insides into a different configuration, every thrust seemed to hit the Tarnished's prostate. The soldier gave an approving grunt with each thrust into his prey, and against Levi's better judgment, each thrust elicited a soft moan from the Tarnished as well. Although the moan was stifled by the balls filling his mouth, the third soldier seemed to be able to hear them and took this as encouragement. The grey-skinned man spat on his cock – most getting on Levi's face – and slicked it with his hand, then smacked his cock multiple times against Levi's face. The Tarnished moaned helplessly, a slave to his situation, as the fourth soldier fucked his cunt filled with the seed of two other men.
To Levi's surprise, the first two soldiers - seemingly satisfied - reasserted their codpieces and began to walk away into the forest. Did they really just fuck me and leave without killing me? Levi thought, his tongue rubbing circles against the third soldier's balls. The soldier gave a grunt of approval before sliding his balls out of the Tarnished's mouth. He lifted Levi's head up further and – before the Tarnished could protest – shoved his cock into Levi's mouth. The Tarnished gagged, the cock immediately hitting the back of his throat and pressing to go deeper despite the awkward angle. The third soldier definitely had the largest cock of the four and he seemed unsatisfied with anything less than burying the entire thing into Levi's mouth. Tears streamed down Levi's face as his body resisted the intrusion in his throat, spasming to fight off the cock, but this seemed only to massage the soldier's manhood, eliciting a low groan of approval. He's using my body's natural reaction to survive… to pleasure himself, Levi realized in horror. I might still die despite going along with this.
The fourth soldier's thrusting inside the Tarnished became more erratic, his moans deeper, until Levi could feel the man's cock begin to spasm while sheathed deep in his ass; the feeling of it jerking against Levi's prostate led to an intense feeling of pleasure that made Levi feel sick. He hated what they were doing to him, and his body's natural reaction to the stimulation felt like a deep betrayal. With each pulse of the man's cock buried within him, the Tarnished was bred and stimulated at the same time. Levi couldn't hold back an involuntary moan, which only seemed to further massage the third soldier's cock whose head was buried in the Tarnished's struggling throat. The fourth soldier stayed inside the Tarnished for a few moments, as if making sure his seed took, before slowly pulling out and standing up. Levi felt the man's excessive seed pour out of his ass once the cock had left, and from the corner of his eye could see the soldier begin to walk away back into the forest.
The third soldier gave a grunt of approval and pulled his thick, long cock out of Levi's mouth. Strands of the boy's spit trailed from the cock head and shaft back to his own mouth, the boy gasping for breath as the soldier scooted back and observed the thoroughly-used Tarnished. Levi could feel both men's seed trickling from his entrance, but this didn't dissuade their comrade. The soldier quickly lifted Levi's legs over his shoulder, aligning his cock with the Tarnished's entrance and slamming in. Levi let out a yelp of pain as what must have been eight inches slid into his aching hole, the man's thickness stretching it out further than he wanted to go. "P-please, give me a minute to get used to it…" Levi panted, the second soldier's cum still on his breath. The soldier remained unphased, leaning his body's weight onto the Tarnished in front of him. The boy's knees pressed against his chest, his body fully pinned, as the last soldier rutted into him.
While the other soldiers seemed intent on nothing but satisfying their cocks, this soldier seemed almost crueler. His thickness and length stretched Levi's insides to the point where he could feel every slight movement, and each time the boy yelped out in pain, he could feel the way it made the soldier's cock twitch inside of him. The man, to his credit, had a gift for precumming, and the loads of the two men before him at least kept Levi lubricated enough that it wasn't as painful as it had originally been. The soldier's head hung next to Levi's left ear as he used Levi's body to pleasure himself, giving a satisfied, animalistic grunt with each thrust into the Tarnished's ass. His armor was cold against Levi's pale skin and added to the cacophony of sound: the rustling of armor, the squelching of his cock in Levi's cum-soaked hole, his balls slapping against the Tarnished's body with each thrust, and - against his will - Levi's moans. As much as he hated it, this soldier's cock felt the best of all. Every thrust rubbed against his insides just right, and Levi's cock was left rigid and twitching with need as pain gave way to desperate need and pleasure.
The soldier, however, did not care. Levi understood he was just an object to be bred by the mindless man. His rutting into the Tarnished's ass showed no signs of sentience, but by Marika, did it feel good. Levi clenched himself against the intruding member, the tight ring of muscles milking the soldier's cock with each thrust into the Tarnished's body as his insides constricted around the shaft. Each time the soldier pulled the majority of his length out, trails of the other men's cum would slide out with it, running down from Levi's hole and pooling at where his back met the forest floor. The soldier groaned loudly into Levi's ear as his thrusts picked up pace, and Levi could feel the soldier's balls spasming against his skin before he could feel the cock buried inside him began to pulse. The soldier's entire body convulsed as he emptied himself into the Tarnished beneath him. Each pulse of his cock sent waves of his seed deep into the Tarnished's body, animalistic in his desire to impregnate a womb that did not exist. The sensation was too much for Levi to take and he found himself cumming as well. His seed shot across his stomach as the soldier's cock twitched inside him, milking Levi's orgasm with its movement as the Tarnished's eyes rolled into the back of his head from the pleasure.
Levi was breathless. The soldier slid himself out of the Tarnished, his thick seed pouring out onto the ground as he did so. Levi's chest and stomach were covered with his own cum, while his face was still sporting the cum of the second soldier's. Now uninterested, the soldier stood and reattached his cod piece, walking off into the forest. Levi lay there on the cold forest floor, covered in cum while letting the seed of three separate men drip itself out of him. This isn't what he expected being Tarnished would be like. He never would have imagined the soldiers would be fixated on satisfying any base urge – it really must have been that once they had been turned on, it was all they cared about. That still doesn't explain why they walked away and didn't kill me, Levi thought to himself, though it's probably adaptive not to harm a mate in case they're impregnated. Levi sat up, staring between his thighs. A large pool of cum was spreading out from between his legs as more of the men's seed dripped out of him. He felt uncomfortably bloated from the loads deposited into him. Probably very lucky I can't get pregnant, actually, or it'd have been a guarantee today.
The Tarnished lay there for upwards of an hour naked, waiting for his ability to control his legs to return and for his insides to empty themselves of the men's cum. Then, using leaves and grass, he wiped himself down. Once he was satisfied he could go, it was back to the base plan. He slid the dead soldier's loincloth on, noting the strange of turn of events where the cloth would now be holding back the cum of its owner's comrades, and then put on the rest of the soldier's Tree-and-Beast surcoat armor. As he reached for his club, he noticed the straight sword of the dead soldier was resting nearby. He left the club and picked up the sword instead. He'd need it when he got to the basecamp of the soldiers.
Levi's ass throbbed from the beating it took today. Remember, Levi thought to himself, use stealth and take out the soldiers one by one when you get to their base camp.
After all, it would take days if he dealt with them the same way he did these soldiers.
