Chapter 18 - Doing a Favor

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Warning: Spicy chapter! Also it's a little weird but I'm hoping y'all were expecting this when you picked up this story. <.<

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Asher was plagued by dreams of goat men jig dancing and cheering him on as he washed a load of laundry. Each shirt he grabbed was torn so badly that it would fall apart in his hands, and soon his tub was full of  disintegrated, mushy cloth.

In frustration, the servant tossed down a handful of what used to be trousers and began stomping away from the creatures. He spotted a garden down a long stone hallway with deep red roses in full bloom. Petals were appearing out of thin air and falling from the ceiling onto a bed that was oddly placed in the center of this indoor garden.

The servant was tired from his hard work, so he crawled onto the soft mattress, fully dressed, and closed his eyes without question as the logic of the dream world made him accepting of everything. He could still hear the cheers of the monsters from the other room, despite him no longer doing anything to cheer about, and he held a pillow against his ears to blot out the sound.

Sweet silence followed, allowing him to properly relax until something slithered under the covers, brushing along his calf and reaching under his shirt.

Fearing that it was a snake, Asher yanked the covers up and found a hand on his chest instead.

Attached to the hand was a man. A familiar looking man with yellow eyes and a handsome face. He had just a small bit of stubble on his chin, with a square jawline and unruly black hair. He looked mostly human, all except for the sharp, yellow eyes and black horns.

"You won't leave me all alone, will you?" The man asked in that dark, sinister tone, and a shiver went down Asher's spine.

"No sire."

"Good." Dream Leon smiled. "Because I want to finish what we started."

Suddenly the man's hands were unclasping Asher's trousers and stripping them off with ease. The servant did nothing to stop him as he grew curious. He had never seen what Leon looked like as a human and wondered how accurate this version of him was. He knew the horns, fangs and eyes weren't right at least. 

When the handsome man slid below the covers, the servant decided he didn't mind and let out a gasp as something soft enveloped him, and a strong wave of pleasure engulfed his body.

Gripping the sheets, Asher enjoyed the sensations while Leon's head bobbed up and down. Yet it didn't seem like enough and he moved his hips in an effort to satisfy the overwhelming craving.

Another sound escaped him, but this time his voice was louder than he intended and he startled himself awake.

Asher was slouched in the chair by Leon's bed, having fallen asleep before making it back to his own room. His body was hot though, just like in his dream, and when he adjusted his seat he realized his pants felt tight.

His face turned deep red when he realized he was sitting at full mast right next to the Pr-...Wait a minute. Where did he go?

Asher noticed Leon was not in his bed. There was even light coming through the window, indicating that he had somehow slept in later than he usually did.

His eyes darted around the room, jumping at each gargoyle statue until he found the beast standing to his left a few yards away, eyes locked on his and frozen in place. It looked like the creature had decided to get dressed for the day and was wearing a white collared shirt and gold vest with grey trousers. 

Leon's gaze drifted downwards towards the obvious tent in the servant's pants, and Asher didn't know what to do in that moment.

How long had he been staring?

Praying that he hadn't done anything too bad in his sleep, Asher attempted to hide his embarrassment by staring down the creature with a blank face. Then he stood as though everything was right with the world, bowed respectfully, and proceeded to flee the room.

He was so shocked and embarrassed that he had no appetite for the breakfast tray that sat on one of the tables in the guest room. Asher quickly went to the bathroom where he found a jug and washed his face, hoping the cold water would calm his body and mind.

It didn't.

For a moment he considered taking care of it quickly, then he heard the murmur of voices and stopped himself from putting on a display for the souls in the walls.

Groaning in frustration, he banged his head against the counter a few times, then tried changing his clothes into something cleaner.

It was a good thing he was leaving for the village today, because after what just happened he wasn't sure if he could face the beast right now.

Pulling on his tunic, he eyed his belongings, knowing he'd have to at least see the creature one more time. With how clingy Leon was becoming, he would be devastated if Asher just up and disappeared without a word.

Bracing himself for the inevitable meeting, he started packing his bags quickly so he could get it over with, and he was just about ready too, right up until he left the room and bumped directly into a nervous Leon who had been standing on the other side of the door for some reason.

With an abrupt 'WHAAA!!' Asher screamed in surprise and immediately fell flat on his ass, dropping his belongings.

The beast, meanwhile, let out a strange, gargled yelp of his own as he too was surprised by the servant's sudden exit.

The two looked at each other as they recovered with Asher sitting on the floor, and the beast with his claws up in self defense.

The servant was the first one to move, and he quickly re-gathered the spare clothes that had rolled out of the bag, causing the beast to likewise return to his normal poise.

"Did you need something your highness?" Asher asked, scrambling to collect everything.

"Uh...No...I just..." The beast stuttered, looking lost and embarrassed himself as he tried to find the right thing to say. "I was just checking to see if you were still...Uh...If you needed help with anything."

Asher blushed, remembering his dream and glad his hard-on had subsided, though it wouldn't stay that way for long if he lingered on that damned fantasy.

"No, I'm good." He stood and slung his bag over his shoulder to carry.

"Are you sure? You were making noises. I thought maybe you were having a nightmare?"

A wave of relief washed over him as the beast assumed something more innocent than what had happened.

"Then I noticed you were hard." The beast finished bluntly, ruining Asher's moment of calm and causing a blush to spread all throughout his body.

"It happens." Asher tried to brush it off since it wasn't uncommon for men to suffer from morning wood.

"I know." The beast followed as the servant scooted to the side, edging away from the conversation and hoping to escape this embarrassing topic. He was stopped when one of the creature's arms suddenly reached around and pinned him against the wall. "My offer still stands you know."

It seemed like the beast's momentary embarrassment had subsided as he took on a more sultry tone, lowering his head so that he could look Asher straight in the eyes. Asher's breath hitched and he leaned back against the stonework, momentarily forgetting about the oddly silent servant's souls that resided there.

"You helped me before. I can do the same." Leon offered.

Remember what happened with dream Leon, he eyed the beast's teeth, taking note that in real life they might as well be meat grinders.

Shivering at the image he just conjured, he shook his head, only for the beast to put up his other arm and fully pin him to the spot.

This time the servant stayed focused on the beast's smoldering expression.

Any normal person would be terrified by this situation, but Asher felt excited, and he once again wondered what sort of deviant he was becoming.

"I don't see how you can?" He explained to the Prince nervously. "I mean...Your form isn't exactly built for...That...I mean..."

"Part of me is." Leon reminded him.

Asher's eyes flicked towards the Prince's chest, remembering how much of him was specifically left human for Ebony to do with as she pleased.

"If you don't want to accept my offer, I'll understand. I just..." The beast's smolder faded as he lost confidence. "I want to do something useful."

The servant hesitated, knowing he should say no, yet at the same time his body was growing excited in anticipation of what the beast was offering. 

He didn't seem like he'd hurt Asher in any way, and he was eager to offer the servant some relief. Honestly, Asher didn't think this was a proper relationship he should be having with his boss. Though it wasn't a bad thing if he thought of it like a bonus...

With one more moment of hesitation, he dropped his bags and nodded. "If you're okay with it."

"Only if you're okay with it too."

Asher appreciated that he insisted on getting consent, despite his aggressive approach. "I am."

With that, the Prince pressed closer and just like before, that tail slithered up and around the servant's thigh.

The beast wrapped one of his arms behind Asher's back, careful not to let his claws harm him, and held him in place as the tail slid up and over the hem of his pants.

Sucking in a startled breath, Asher felt the appendage wrap around his dick. He had expected it to be cold, but in reality it was rather warm and he rolled his head back as the monster's tail began squeezing.

"Asher..." He heard his name be spoken for the first time in a low whisper, and he turned to find Leon gazing at him with a soft expression.

The servant stared back as his trousers began to slide, leaving more room for the Prince to work. Asher's breath picked up the more he was touched and he trembled  happily.

His whole body was heating up, and a sudden tug caused him to let out a muffled moan as he fought to keep himself from crying out too loudly. Then he felt something more between his legs and the beast removed his tail so he could press against the smaller man.

Asher's hips rocked against the pressure, his exposed erection rubbing against the beast's leg.

Leon's tail brushed against his side, caressing him in a way that the monster's claws could not as he moved more frantically, seeking satisfaction. When he realized the beast was still watching him, he stopped, ashamed by his lewdness.

"Keep going." The Prince commanded in a deep, husky tone.

Asher wondered if Leon was also getting off on this, even though the servant wasn't really doing anything to service him. However he didn't give any other indications on such, and his need was growing more than he could handle, so Asher did as he was ordered.

The Prince leaned in so that the servant could get all the friction he needed. Nothing Asher did felt like it was enough though and he began moving faster in frustration. He closed his eyes, recalling his dream and what it felt like. It helped elevate the sensations as his dick slid along the silk of Leon's pants. It was soft, but not the same. He yearned for more contact, letting out a small frustrated grunt as he clasped his legs together.

He moved his hips faster, imagining all sorts of things that would tip him over the edge. He wondered how Leon's mouth would actually feel if he didn't have all those terrifying fangs in the way, or if he should request he use his tail again?

Asher's breathing picked up as he bucked in frustration. He felt restrained, but then Leon's hot breath caught his attention and he noticed that the beast was watching him hungrily. He wanted to do more too...

Somehow that thought excited him further and he jerked his hips wordlessly, eyes half lidded until finally all that pent up lust was unleashed. He went still, mouth open as he rolled his head back, allowing the pleasure to consume him. With a shuddering breath, he thrust forward one last time. 

Leon continued to hold him, waiting patiently for Asher to come down from his high, and when the servant did, he saw how close the beast was to losing his own restraint.

His face was only inches away as he gasped for air. Then the whole situation caught up with him and, feeling even more ashamed, he pulled away.

The beast held him a little tighter at first, unwilling to let him go, but with one look from Asher, he freed the man immediately.

Asher quickly redid his pants and picked up his bags, no longer able to make eye contact with Leon as he prepared to depart.

"Uh...Thanks for that." Asher said, feeling strange about thanking someone for letting him hump their leg.

Oh gods. Who was the real beast here?

The beast stood back, his own bulge evident, though he tried to hide it by turning to the side so it wasn't as visible. "I'm willing to help you again if need be. Don't hesitate to ask."

"What about you?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Okay..." Asher bit his lip awkwardly, then pointed down the hall. "I uh...I should get going. It's pretty late and I might not make it back before dark if I wait any longer..."

"Oh...Oh! Right. I guess you do have to leave for a bit."

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

Again they stood in silence, then Asher waved. "Well...See you when I get back."

"Right. Yes...See you then."

Turning away, Asher headed outside with mixed emotions.

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