History of Beauty

by Meraki P. Lyhne

  “It means an official advisor regarding all Cubi affairs in my country. I hope you will be my confidant regarding human affairs so that I may be of help to you, too.”

  “An advisor to a King. I will proudly wear that title.”

  “It’s a job to be glad for doing well, not a title,” Father said.

  Trygve grumbled.

  Nol-Plydon cut it short by putting his hand up. “You two can go see who can piss the farthest after we have spoken.”

  “Yes, Nol,” Father said.

  Trygve didn’t answer, and Elakdon moved it along by motioning for Trygve to continue their reason to sitting there in the middle of a party and by a table…covered in spunk. Elakdon wrinkled his nose at his clammy hand, then wiped it in his pants while listening to Trygve repeating what had happened to the kings of the human Kingdoms.

  “Where will this Ting be held?” Nol-Plydon asked.

  “Lejre.”

  “Meaning we have to sail,” Elakdon said.

  “We have boats,” Nol-Plydon said. “I have them standing by at the coast to the east.”

  “Good, that is the way we must go,” Trygve said. “Will you take myself and my trusted with you?”

  “Of course I will, friend of Nol-Elakdon. We shall all go together, but once we have crossed, you and he will go ahead, and you will leave a trusted of yours with the Queen and one with myself. They will show us to Ting by two different routes, one coming in from the North, one coming in from the south.”

  Trygve stared at Nol-Plydon. “Forgive me, but that sounds like an ambush.”

  “Not at all, dear human friend. It is a precaution. If you are not successful, we will be.”

  Trygve snorted. “So a precautionary ambush?”

  Nol-Plydon smiled. “Or we are simply late to Ting, and I will apologize personally to the human King for getting lost in his foreign to me lands.”

  Elakdon’s skin burned again, and he rubbed his arms absentmindedly. “When is Ting?”

  “Two weeks after the Winter Solstice. We must leave the day after blót.” Trygve turned to Nol-Plydon. “As winter comes closer, the ones staying with your boats have to make sure they don’t freeze to shore or get stuck in shallow waters as it might freeze over.”

  “I shall dispatch a rider to let them know, but we do have very cold weather in my Kingdom, too.”

  “If we are to meet up with other Earls before then, should we not leave earlier?” Elakdon asked.

  “Or I can offer them to rest here on their way,” Trygve said.

  “That would be preferable, but let us know which way they come so we may move our Cubi out of their way so that they do not think it an ambush,” Nil-Savadin said.

  “I shall dispatch riders tonight, then,” Trygve said. “Three Earls are coming this way for sure.”

  “We offer room, too,” Elakdon said, sure the new hall would be fitting for Earls to sleep in. “But what of all the Cubi still in the woods?”

  “I have heard humans offering to take in Cubi to help with that problem,” Trygve said. He then stood and left the table.

  “The death of a King, two rising together. This might be a sign from the gods,” Father said.

  “Let’s hope it is,” Elakdon mumbled absentmindedly.

  “Stop scratching, it will not get better,” Father said, taking Elakdon’s hand, sounding the authority that Elakdon had grown up under.

  Elakdon felt thirsty by his touch.

  “We crave doses unlike any other Cubi,” Nil-Savadin said. “You are not hungry. Your body simply thinks it is because you have been denied a dose for so long.”

  “Ugh.” Elakdon pulled his hand back and folded his arms. And yeah, he was pouting.

  “Think of how well you will feel when you finally empower your Fountain,” Father teased.

  “And when you are done, the Queen and I will dose you heavily,” Nol-Plydon said.

  There mere thought of their doses coursing through his system provoked the thirst.

  “Here, this helps.” Nil-Savadin handed him a full horn of mead.

  “Mead?”

  She chuckled and shrugged. “Whatever will get you drunk.” She sent him a devious smile as she held up her own horn. “Skål.”

  Chapter Nineteen

  Today was the day, and Elakdon hurried through the preparation to be ready for empowering Foldon. If the urges he’d had around Foldon were anything to go by, Elakdon’s ass was going to be used well and truly, and his ass tingled in anticipation while his skin felt sunburned and his glands warm.

  He didn’t even feel like eating before finding Foldon, but he knew it was going to take the whole day, so he’d have to eat something. He didn’t bother with clothes, though, and his cock stood hard and ready as he went to the hall.

  But Foldon had just finished eating.

  Elakdon’s entire body shook just being near him.

  Foldon looked up, worry creasing his brow. He quickly stood. “Ela, is something wrong?”

  “Now,” Elakdon whispered. “I will empower you now.”

  Foldon gasped. “Now? Are you serious?” Excitement grew in his eyes, and even he began to shake.

  “Yes, now.”

  “The young Prince is definitely ready,” Nol-Plydon said.

  “Oh, yes, I recognize that body reaction,” Nil-Savadin said.

  Whatever else was said at the table got lost as Foldon picked Elakdon up, tossed him over his shoulder, and stalked off back to the bedroom. Lust flared even more at the physical contact, and Elakdon felt wanted in a way he seldom did.

  The bed felt hard against his back as Foldon dumped him on it and immediately began to undress. Elakdon sat up and helped, and as soon as Foldon’s cock was freed, Elakdon closed his lips around it. It was thick and hard, and Elakdon couldn’t wait to have it inside of him, he didn’t care what end.

  A loud moan tore from Foldon, and he stood still, shivering while Elakdon sucked his cock, loving the feel of the warm and hard member against his tongue.

  But Foldon didn’t stay still for long. He pulled out, kicked his way out of his pants, halfway leaving the leg binders to fall off on their own, and pushed Elakdon back onto the bed for a greedy kiss.

  Elakdon wrapped his arms and legs around Foldon, deepening the kiss, and he was not surprised at his House Brother’s strength as he began crawling with Elakdon’s weight clinging to him.

  “I’ve dreamt of this, fantasized about this for so long,” Foldon whispered, moving his kisses down Elakdon’s body. “You have no idea how many times I’ve woken up with a stomach full of cum because of dreams about your ass.”

  Elakdon groaned as hands and a hot mouth moved over his body, and he loved that it was him that Foldon had dreamt about and not merely being empowered by just anyone.

  “Ever since you first admitted to wanting to get humped by me, I’ve had fantasies about bending you over out in the woods and watching my cock slip into your body.”

  A shiver tore through Elakdon’s body. “Yes.”

  Foldon moved lower, finally taking Elakdon into his mouth. Fingers massaged his balls and a dry finger pushed at his ass, but to his relief, it didn’t try to go deeper. Foldon pulled back, releasing Elakdon’s cock with a loud pop. He then pushed Elakdon’s legs back, exposing his ass completely, and spat generously.

  Elakdon held his legs back, enthralled by the hungry expression as Foldon stared at his ass. And then a finger breached and sank in, both of them releasing a groan as Foldon’s knuckle made impact.

  Energy moved over Elakdon’s skin, and he settled back to enjoy the feel of it and Foldon testing out his body. Another finger pressed in, and Elakdon pulled his legs further back to allow more access. Or to encourage more to get in there.

  Again, Foldon began sucking on Elakdon’s cock, sometimes pulling back enough to aim more saliva to ease his fingers moving in and out.

  “Oh, yeah!” Elakdon groaned. “Come on, get up here. Get on your back.”

  “My bac
k?” Foldon didn’t seem like he wanted to let go of the rains, but Elakdon didn’t want a sore ass this early on.

  “Yeah. And lie still until I’ve penetrated myself. Then you get free rains.”

  Foldon nodded, and found his position, his gaze locked onto Elakdon’s and his hands fisting the covers. His entire body shook, and he heaved for air as Elakdon mounted him and sat back to coat Foldon’s cock in more saliva. He then scooted forward and reached back to steer the fat cock to his hole. Relaxing his ass, he slowly sank down, feeling the head slip in first.

  Foldon gasped loudly and almost sat up, and Elakdon stared at the muscles quivering under taut skin.

  The cock breached further and slipped in fully, and Elakdon felt ridiculously full. “Oh, yeah.”

  Foldon sat up and pulled Elakdon close, leaning his head against Elakdon’s shoulder as he shook and gasped for air. “So good,” he managed.

  Elakdon pulled back a bit to cup his face. “Are you ready for the first dose?”

  “Yes, yes, I think so, yes.”

  Elakdon smiled, leaned in for a kiss, and released a dose from his ass and his mouth at the same time.

  Foldon all but screamed from the desperation it caused, but Elakdon had not been wrong in surmising that his House Brother would take control. After thrusting up into Elakdon a few times and apparently finding he had too little room, he flipped them over and shoved into Elakdon with gusto.

  Pleasure burst at every thrust, and Elakdon smiled at finally feeling Foldon because his House Brother was definitely not the only one who’d been fantasizing about that moment.

  Foldon used his entire body when humping, grinding his hips in a way that made his entire upper body move. The sight of muscles tensing in his shoulders and the feel of their abdomens brushing before he bottomed out inside Elakdon was exquisite, and the way his fat cock touched every erogenous zone inside Elakdon was maddeningly pleasurable.

  Adding to that, the grunts and sight of bliss on Foldon’s face, and Elakdon’s first orgasm barreled through him within minutes. Foldon roared and held still, still undulating his hips as Elakdon’s ass clamped down on his cock.

  “So good, so good,” Foldon whispered. As soon as Elakdon’s orgasm faded, Foldon set a new rhythm of deeper and harder thrusts, chasing his own orgasm. But the doses hadn’t been sucked out of his system by Elakdon, and he even contemplated dosing him again, yet he wanted to pace it.

  Foldon suddenly pulled out, flipped Elakdon onto his stomach, and straddled his legs. “Oh, that ass. That gorgeous ass.”

  Elakdon groaned as he felt Foldon push inside him again, and again, that pelvic-rotating-thing he did stroking all the right spots and made Elakdon feel even fuller. It was fantastic, and Elakdon jutted his ass up to feel more.

  Foldon moaned louder and louder, and energy traveled to Elakdon’s spine faster and faster.

  “Yes, yes!” Elakdon shouted, pushing back to get more. Then the energy in his spine crashed to his groin, and he came, bucking and screaming.

  Foldon ended up lying on Elakdon’s back, panting heavily, sweat making their bodies slippery against each other. “Way better…way better than I…than I ever imagined,” Foldon panted.

  Elakdon grinned goofily, enjoying the feel of the weight on him and the slippery feel of the cock in his ass as it shrank and slipped out.

  Foldon slid off Elakdon’s back and landed next to him, an arm and a leg still draped lazily over his body.

  Elakdon turned his head and looked at Foldon. His eyes were closed, and his mouth open. A smile tugged at the corner. He was stunning to behold post-copulation.

  Finally, the newly empowered Youngling cracked an eye, then grinned at being looked at. He stroked Elakdon’s back a few times. “Did I live up to your hope?”

  “Oh, more so. As you said, it’s way better than in a fantasy.”

  “When do you think I get hungry again?”

  “Hopefully soon because I have about thirteen more doses for you.”

  Foldon snapped his eyes open, his breathing all but stopping.

  “The Guards have preapproved you, and the only way for you to become a Guard Lord is to let yourself dose heavily by me daily for the next few years, starting today.”

  “Did…did I earn it, or is it because I’m your friend?”

  Elakdon smiled and shuffled around to face him. “You earned it, don’t worry. You earned their respect all on your own. Dendon said so.” Elakdon chuckled. “He praised me for having an eye for talent.”

  Foldon chuckled, apparently appeased by the comment.

  “But they say it’s going to be brutal for you to be dosed that much.”

  “Whatever it takes, My Prince, I stand by the promise I made you.”

  “And don’t worry, my ass will be there to help suck all those doses out of you, too.”

  Foldon grinned widely and shuffled closer, a fresh hard-on pressing against Elakdon’s side. “Oh, well, in that case, it might not be as brutal as you claim.”

  “Does that mean you’re ready for round two?”

  “Yes.”

  Elakdon leaned in for a kiss. It started out sweet, then grew more heated, and when Elakdon released the dose in Foldon’s mouth, it took on a nature of all-encompassing. Foldon then turned Elakdon around on the bed so that they spooned each other, and he quickly pressed in deep.

  Elakdon released a long drawn out moan and relished in the feel of being full again. He then released a dose in his ass.

  The feeling of being craved by Foldon was a high that Elakdon hoped he’d never tire of. Being almost manhandled as Foldon held onto him to hump him heightened his pleasure, and when Foldon picked him up so that he had no contact with anything other than the strong body humping him, Elakdon rolled into another powerful orgasm.

  Time got lost in doses and the sounds of their bodies meeting in a frenzied hump. Moans and screams as they reached their peaks filled the air along with the scent of sweat and cum and doses, and only during the few rests between doses did they drink water and chat and laugh before the next dose pushed them into another round of humping.

  Elakdon’s mouth gland gave out, and it was painful enough for him to grab the bedding and ride out the pain and pleasure of being humped through the cramp. But as his ass gland emptied, he experienced a brutal stab of pain that almost made him cry, but it was luckily soon soothed by Foldon’s slick cock massaging the area.

  He didn’t dare give more from his cock, having counted at least four going into Foldon’s mouth, the last having been lost with no control and licked up by Foldon, hungry for the cum he’d also spilled loads of.

  Elakdon was on his back, Foldon kneeling between Elakdon’s legs with his ass in his lap. Foldon had a tight grip of Elakdon’s hips, holding him in place as he ground his hips. Elakdon loved that. And he loved the position as it allowed him to watch the powerful body work and the muscles strain to manipulate their pleasure to new heights.

  But Elakdon was reaching his limit feeling exhausted both physically and mentally. He hadn’t thought it was possible to overload a Royal’s system, and he could only wonder how Foldon felt when not lost on doses.

  But for now, Elakdon relished in the sensations in his body and the sight and sounds of Foldon taking full pleasure in humping him.

  Energy moved differently, though. It was long stretches of continually rising pleasure until his body and mind overloaded and rolled into an orgasm. Wherever Foldon’s hit during that, it all just started over for Elakdon, and he barely got a moment to breathe in between as the doses kept Foldon humping him to find release and satisfaction from his own orgasms.

  Elakdon’s final orgasm swept over him, and Foldon collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily and shivering hard.

  “I don’t think I can come again.”

  “As long as the doses are out of your system, that’s fine,” Elakdon said, stroking his exhausted House Brother’s back. “And I’m empty. I have no more doses.”

  “Thank
the gods,” Foldon groaned.

  Elakdon chuckled and kept stroking his exhausted friend’s back.

  Sometime during their aftermath, they fell asleep. Elakdon didn’t even remember Foldon crawling off him and draping a blanket over them. He just knew that it was dark when he woke up again, cradled in Foldon’s arms. And he felt happy. He had finally empowered his friend, and Foldon had said yes to being his Fountain.

  Having a Fountain was exhausting! Especially one who was newly empowered. He was never more than twenty steps from Elakdon, and the one time he was, Dendon had carried Foldon to Elakdon, and Foldon had humped Elakdon silly halfway draped over the armrest of the high chair in the hall.

  The first two days, Foldon had complained of being in physical pain, his muscles burning from all the rigorous activity of being empowered. Dendon had laughed his ass off, then calmed Foldon with the comment that it had been expected, and that he hadn’t been put on any training rosters for the first week.

  Having to find the time for another round of Royal doses but with both Royals had nearly tipped Elakdon’s resolve, and he felt like he’d been in bed for a week. It had only been two days with the Royals.

  But Foldon turned out being a top for men. Styrk had been the first normal Cubus to test that out, then a Guard Lady, then Windin, and finally a blue-eyed Incubus who Nol-Plydon had brought and always kept close.

  Chapter Twenty

  The Hall looked normal again after the party that had taken up three days. Elakdon hadn’t experienced a lot of it after empowering Foldon, but he heard many fun stories.

  Elakdon enjoyed breakfast and a new pillow to alleviate his thoroughly bred ass when Trygve arrived, coming toward Elakdon with a smile on his face.

  “My friend, please, sit and find warmth,” Elakdon said.

  “Thank you, friend, but I am here to see if I can encourage you to join me in the cold weather. Two Earls have arrived at my home, yet I thought I would get you myself.”

  Elakdon stood, noticing that the smile didn’t reach his friend’s eyes. “What worries you?”

  “One is…I’m not clear on where he stands.”