NT veRse - Bad End Academia 14 - King Me

Roy wiped his eyes and tried catching his breath between sobs. “I... I think Maria is- is cheating on me.”

“Oh...” Renard's large clawed hand hovered above the Dragonkin's back. He was not sure what to do about him. He knew for a fact that his assumptions were correct and he knew who the culprit was and he knew that it was far worse than that as he stared at Roy's lithe, twinkish frame. It had only gotten more pronounced since the image that Dane shared with him. He had to come to terms with the fact that his friend and boss was ruining this person's life for fun, it had even seemed funny to him when the person in question was just a picture on a phone; that was always the case with everything they did. When he was separated form it it did not seem like anything, but with the person in question in front of him showing obvious signs of pain, he felt a pit form in his stomach.
“Yeah? What do you know? Is it actually bad?”

Roy swallowed hard. “She's just ignoring me. I really needed her and she left me to go party. I know who it's with...” Renard held his breath and nodded to show he was listening.
“Dane showed me a picture. The face was blocked out but it was definitely Ria! She was- was in a bikini and he had his hand over her breast.”

“You can't be sure it was her, though, right?”

“Maybe, but when I called her she sounded really busy and unavailable... She had something to do and I just know that she was going to the party as Dane's 'second girl.'”

Renard sighed. “So you don't know for sure?” He was lying, but he felt like it would be better to preserve the boy's feelings rather than tell the truth and possible make it worse for him while also ruining Dane's plans.

“I don't. You're right.” Roy admitted. He looked up at Renard with big, glassy red eyes.
“You know Dane, right?”

“I do know him, yeah?” Renard scratched his furry chin awkwardly.

“Would he do something like this to me? I thought we were bros.”

Renard glanced off to a far corner of the room shiftily and offered a deflecting response. “Dane wouldn't hurt someone he considered a 'Bro.' He can't.”

“Really... Why not?” Roy asked curiously.

“We're actually Brothers, you know?”

“But you-”

“Yeah... Not blood, but we're Brothers. He was an orphaned human in the area we grew up in and where I'm from that translates to... A chew toy, basically. It's an Incarn block in the city. That means anything weak gets pushed down and anything strong rises up. My dad wanted to take him in as a house pet, basically. That's when I was a pup and we were both the same age. Little kids.” He saw Roy's look of confusion and added hurriedly.
“It's... Not common, but it does happen.”

“You grew up in the city? You must have some good connections to be able to come here!” Roy offered. Renard cringed, realizing he probably said to much. Luckily the Dragonkin was not trying to scrutinize him. He shrugged and went with it.

“Yeah.”

“So... Dane must've had a hard life. You helped him growing up?” Renard laughed as soon as Roy finished speaking.
“What?”

“No... See, I was a little shit and I got raised to treat others like shit, so when I had a little human in the house that I got told was the house pet, I treated him exactly like that; exactly like they expected me to. It's what they want from that, see. But... One day he snapped. I was 'playin' with him and he just got on top of me and started hitting me and beating me all to hell in front of my dad. In front of the family. He bit the shit out of me, pulled out fur and made this.” He pointed to one of his ears where there was a small, almost imperceptible little scar.” He furrowed his brow deeply.
“So what happened?”

“My family thought it was the funniest thing they'd ever seen. It was a human that bit a wolf and won. In terms of games we play with each other, he got one over on me. After that my dad stopped treating him like a pet and started treating him more like a novelty. The moment he got a bit of a chance he started proving himself. Then after that, when we got older suddenly I was being raised with a Brother. He wasn't a pet or a novelty anymore, he was a Brother. Or a 'Bro.' In our family that means a lot. We protect him and he protects us.”

“So Dane is like a bro to me, which means he'd protect me and refuse to betray me?” Roy questioned.

“Uh... Yeah. Something like that.”

Roy shifted the angle at which he was sitting on the bed to be more towards Renard. He had his legs together, as he was still wearing the short Academy skirt. Renard covered his snout as Roy asked endearingly.
“Can we be Bro's, too? You're actually super nice.”

“Yeah, sure.” He agreed.
“And I'm... Not.” Renard insisted while considering all the stuff Roy did not know about.
“Not really.”

“You are! You made me feel a lot better.” Roy stood up and faced the Wolf. With the changes that had already happened to his body he had a cute, slender figure and two subtly raised bumps on his chest that gave the solid impression that the Dragonkin was a very tomboyish girl. As Renard stared at Roy he felt an anguished set of emotions. The school was populated by small animals that he felt he either wanted to hunt, protect or fuck and Roy was giving off the vibes of one he wanted to do all three to.

“Could you...” Renard pointed to the entirety of Roy and trailed off, as if it would just be clear.

Roy stared down and blushed. As if just realizing he was still a cute girl he nodded and turned. “I'm sorry. It must be super awkward seeing a guy pretending right in front of you.”

“Not as bad as you'd think.” Renard muttered. His build was not too far off from Nat's, as much as the girl would hate to hear that.

“What would you do if you found out your girl was cheating?”

“I thought we cleared that up?”

“I still think she might be doing something behind my back... If not with Dane then who?”

“Fuck... I dunno.” Renard considered the question.
“I don't know anyone here. I think if Nat cheated on me I'd just be real sad.”

“You wouldn't beat on the guy that did it?”

“If I found him. If she did it because she wanted to, I'd probably get upset and fuck someone else and see how she liked it. Doesn't make sense but-”

“It makes a lot of sense!” Roy turned suddenly after having removed the blouse and tie and vest. His bare chest with the small, burgeoning breasts were on display, leaving Renard to stare with quiet intensity. Roy began to pace with his top in hand. His skirt, stockings and heels were still on. The breasts were just developed enough to bounce and jiggle slightly as he walked.
“If she has her own life that's more important than helping me when I'm sad, I can have my own life, too. I don't have to be sad and alone while she has fun.”

“Proactive. I always think it's better to be proactive than to wallow around. It's... It's a good thought.” Renard said sagely, attempting to control himself. He added offhandedly.
“You, uh... You notice anything different about yourself?”

“Oh.” Roy looked down. He cupped his breasts.
“My pecs are little doughy but I think the muscle's just yet to set. It does get periodically hard behind them and sore so I think sometimes they'll stay hard, but then they just get softer and bigger the next day...”

“Y-yeah? You're still trying though? That's good. Admirable. You're my kinda guy.” Renard said genuinely, pushing through the arousal. He was reminding himself that Roy was male, and a mage, and a Dragonkin. In the hierarchy of things he's taught not to fuck or fuck with, Roy was all three.

“Still trying.” Roy chuckled.
“Only getting softer the more I work out, though. Something's wrong.”

“Let me see.” Renard finally just reached out. Roy stepped closer. He touched Roy's belly and pushed a thumb into the Dragonkin's stomach.
“So much give... No muscle at all.” Without thinking he dug his thumbs under the skirt and pulled it down beneath his hips. It fell to the floor, past his stockings to pool around his heels. Renard gulped. He could not sweat, so his mouth opened and he began breathing.

“W-what?” Roy blushed, covering up. In that moment they both turned to look as the door opened.

“N-nat!”

“Don't kill me please!” Roy squealed, shutting his eyes tightly.

“What the hell is this!?” She screamed, closing the door behind her.

“What are you doing here?” Renard stammered.

“This is MY room!”

“Oh fuck!” Renard panted hard and stared at the girly surroundings. He did not have his own room and he had completely forgot his surroundings as he comforted Roy and then subsequently fell to his desires.

She strode forward and grabbed Roy's ear, holding it as if her hand was a pincer. “My boyfriend is NOT cheating on me with some twink. I know that much.”

“W-would it be different if it was a girl?” Roy asked desperately trying to save his skin. Nat, in the hierarchy of things that he learned not to fuck with in the school, was very high up.

Nat stopped to think. She cocked her head quizzically to one side and passed a stern glance between the two of them. She dropped Roy's ear, causing him to say a few 'ow's as he dropped to his knees.
“Yes. Yes it would.”

“It would?” Renard blinked.

“I'd be naive if I fully expected you to only have one lover. Having the other be a guy is just insulting to me, though. Yeah, I know... 'Not progressive' or whatever. Don't care.” She said flippantly.
“So... You're a girl? You've always tried acting super, super macho.” Nat said skeptically. Her problem, the two noted immediately, was not the small thing between his legs but his attitude. They picked up on that quickly.

“It's an act!” Roy insisted. He was intent on helping his Bro out.

“An act? Yeah, I mean, I believe it.” Nat said evenly.

“You do?” The Dragonkin felt wounded by the quickness with which she was willing to accept that, as if it was something obvious.
“Okay...”

“Jeeze. Sound more excited.” She uttered sarcastically.
“You finally get an outlet. So you like Ren?” Roy looked to Renard as she asked and nodded easily. He did, as a friend.
“If you wanna join us you've gotta pay respects to the Alpha in this relationship.”

“The alpha?” Roy said skeptically. He looked to Renard.

Renard pointed to Nat. “It's her.”

“It's you, idiot!” She snapped back quickly.

“Uhh, sure.” Renard agreed reluctantly. He was bigger, but he was undoubtedly weaker. His teeth were still a bit soft from growing back after their first encounter.

“You ever had dick before, Roy? Do you prefer Roy?” Nat asked forwardly, moving Renard so that he was spreading out over the bed with his legs open. She casually unzipped him and unbuttoned him as she spoke.

“I guess it would be Ruby?” 'She' said awkwardly.
“And no.”

“Okay. But you obviously want to try, right?”

Ruby stared up at Renard questioningly. The Wolf was as much a passenger as she was.
He offered a light shrug, prompting Ruby to answer with.
“I guess, yeah?”

“Oh, you're hesitant... So you wanna try, but you got no idea how to love it?”

“That's pretty close, I think.”

“Close enough.” Nat smiled.
“Come on, pile in.” She got down between his legs and patted a spot on the floor beside her. Ruby awkwardly slid in shoulder to shoulder as Nat reached into Renard's pants and pulled out what Ruby could only think of as a heartsinkingly, hopelessly large member. The lupine member was sheathed to some extent but a lot of the thick, pink cock was already peaking out with it's slightly pointed head. Regardless of what identity Roy or 'Ruby' held in his head, he had to immediately come to terms with the fact that his prick was a clit in comparison to the cock the was being held in front of him by Nat.
“So, this guy is hard to work with. I don't just mean his dick. Thing's... Well you can see it. It's huge. I love it.” She breathed.
“But, more specifically, Ren doesn't like to act out much. He is very, very toned down.”

“Hey... Come on.” Renard complained.

“You gonna hit me?”

“No?” The Wolf admitted.

She looked back at Ruby. “See what I mean?”

“Isn't that a good thing?” Ruby whispered.

“Not if we want him to break our little bodies until we are calling him daddy, it isn't.” Nat grinned. Ruby whimpered and wondered.

'What have I got myself into?' She continued past his thoughts.
“So, what I came up with were little jobs.”

“Little jobs?”

“Lick.” She licked a bead as it formed at his tip.
“Juggle...” She used one hand to roll his furry balls around in her palm.
“Stroke.” She stroked his cock sensually as more of it began to peak out. Renard threw his head back in pleasure. He was obviously enjoying all the attention, regardless of the situation.
“Inhale...” She breathed deeply.
“You're breathing his musk like it's your air, okay? If you can't smell him or taste him with each breath...” She forced Ruby in closer.
“Then you aren't close enough.”

Ruby gulped. “What's this do? What is this?”

“Self brainwashing.” She periodically licked pre, stroked and juggled as she spoke.
“You juggle all these tasks relentlessly to the point that you can't think of anything else. You're just trying to keep pace, keep rhythm.” She breathed deep.
“You're thinking of him. You're thinking only of him. His needs. You lick.” Without thinking Ruby leaned in and hurriedly licked a bead of pre from Renard's cock as it formed.
“Pay attention, okay? Don't let one fall.” Ruby felt it was pretty manageable.
“Juggle..” She began doing as Nat did.
“Breath.” She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.
“Don't miss the bead!” She gasped and licked. With all of that, with Ruby already panicking Nat added. “Stroke.” Ruby began stroking and performing all the tasks.

“How's it feel?” She smiled.

“I-I can't think... This is actually kinda hard.”

“Don't think. Let your brain rest. Focus on doing.” Nat advised. She nodded seeing Ruby fall into the hectic rhythm. Renard was constantly leaking. His cock was throbbing and his cock smelled, so his musk was filling their lungs and nostrils easily.  
“Think of him.”

“Think only of him...” Ruby repeated.
“Self brainwashing is kind of...”

“Relaxing?”

“Right?” The girl grinned.

Ruby felt like she was in a dream. As she focused on the tasks she stared up at Renard. He still had his head back. She smiled contentedly and continued thinking about him. Then his head came back and stared down. He caught Ruby's eyes. As she submissively went about the routine, sharing the load with Nat, she felt something primal stirring inside of her. It was like an orgasm, but in her brain. It ran down her spine, then back up. When it returned she stared into Renard's eyes and blinked as she saw them flash red, then adopt a slight ruby hue around the iris.
“No!” She cried out.
“No no no!”

“W-what?” Nat gasped.
“What's up? If you don't like it you can-”

“It's not that.” Ruby whined, covering her face with both hands.

“I- I gave up my 'virginity.'” They both looked at her like she was crazy.

“What?” Nat uttered.
“Listen... If something happened before I got here-”

“No!” She looked to the two of them, her lip quivering.

-

They all sat down. Ruby, back to Roy, had just explained. His head was down and his body was shaking. Once he explained it all, as they looked they really could tell that his eyes were still red but held a lot less of the facet-like tones that made them sparkle. Nat spoke first.

“So you're saying that when you looked into Ren's eyes you transferred something that your kind refer to as  your 'virginity?'”

“It can only be taken once. It can only be given to one person. It's a solid example.” Roy's face was beet red. Sitting between them, Renard was as still as the dead and as white as a ghost beneath his furt. He felt like he might be turning gray, as well. All he could think was.
'I took the virginity? Is that something Dane would've wanted? I fucked up pretty bad...' As he remained still, the two continued to talk.

“This thing you gave...”

“It makes him my 'King.' My flight are 'Kingmakers.' We offer our potential to others, but can take it just as quickly if they prove unworthy. We submit ourselves to them and allow them to use the gifts our potential grants them. We raise them up so that we rise with them.”

“What are the gifts?” Nat asked curiously.

“It's abstract.” Roy tried his best to explain.
“It's like... When you meet someone and you just 'feel' like they are someone important? It's like that. Most of everyone that's received the 'Virginity' of a Red and kept it have gone on to be important people.”

'Definitely not saying anything to Dane.' Renard nodded solemnly.
“So, you just take it back.” He ordered.

“I can't.”

“Why?” Renard stared him down.
“I'm your King. I order it!”

Roy gave him a flat stare “You have to become unworthy.”

“What does that mean!?” Renard held his head and began panicking.

Roy threw his hands up. “I don't know!”

“Okay...” Renard rubbed his eyes.
“Just stick around, it'll happen eventually. Until then, neither of you are telling Dane any of this, got it?”

“Got it.” Nat nodded. Roy was silent. She pinched him into yelping and adding:

“G-got it!”