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Trade roads were wrought with danger. From every city and settlement the roads twisted and winded through the wilderness, open fields and more. Very few merchants were willing to brave the roads by themselves for the danger of thieves and beasts upon the roads, so many traveled in caravans or at the very least traveled under heavy guard. A tribe of gnolls had taken to trade, however, and for the most part, they never traveled with any guard and preferred a solitary life on the road. Many were battle hardened and frightening forces with their long powerful arms and heavy-set bodies so none would ever dare bother them upon the road, but many cities would refuse to provide them with succor for fear of the great gnolls' claws and fangs. Arrek was part of this clan, and just like many of his brothers he was always able to enter cities to sell the wares he carried upon his back, but he was never able to stay within the city. For the most part, gnolls weren't allowed to stay in human settlements, people were simply too frightened. Many times it was a case by case basis, and for the most part, Arrek was too threatening to be left in peace. His left ear had been gnawed at by some beast he had fought upon the road, his eye had been scarred shut by a similar encounter, and he carried heavy steel at his belt at all times. It wasn't as if he cared too much about people's apprehension towards him. People left him alone and gave him respect even when trading with him. None would dare betray his trust and none would try to break a deal or haggle for too low of a price, however, occasionally while camping on the road he would find himself annoyed by those who would dare bother him, those without much sense: desperate brigands looking for an easy kill and easy haul mostly when he tried to sleep. Still, the road was a lonely place. For the greater portion of his life, he had been alone, not once settling in one place or having a companion at his side. It was simply the life he had become accustomed to. That night Arrek sat with his back against a tree near a snuffed out fireplace one the side of the trade road. His eye was shut and his sword laid across his lap. The tent had already been taken down and set aside with the rest of his packs for when he would need to get up during the morning and leave, but even as he kept his eye closed, he kept his ears twitching and high, knowing that there were many dangers at night.

From the very tree that the gnoll rested underneath, eager eyes watched as the merchant fell asleep. In the darkness among the branches, a kobold covered in olive scales and dressed in a tattered cloak waited until he figured the lone merchant had fallen asleep. A quick knife to the throat and Brikk would have himself a bag of gold, a sack full of merchandise, and perhaps a new cloak to resize and fit for himself. It would certainly be warmer than his own tattered one. With his dreams of coin fresh in mind, he descended the tree carefully, landing near the gnoll silently before making his way with his knife drawn. Just a single strike to the throat and it would all be over just as it began. As Brikk moved in for the kill, the gnoll took his sword and hand and swung with immense speed and strength. Brikk yelped as his world was suddenly fully mired in darkness, the flat of the blade catching his cheek and sending him reeling, his mind and world spinning.

Before the kobold thief had a chance to register what had happened, his eyes were cracking open and he shuffled rather uncomfortably against the bark of a tree. Once his vision cleared he felt his heart sink upon what he saw. There before him he saw that gnoll merchant that he had thought asleep, towering over him with blade in hand. The sun was just coming up so he must've been passed out until morning and he realized then that the gnoll had been waiting for him to wake up. The sadistic monster must have wanted to see the look on Brikk's face when he was slain, or perhaps some sort of worse fate awaited him, regardless he was on edge and he tried his best to wriggle away, but his wrists were tied tight at his front. The frightening gnoll simply snorted and brought his blade up to Brikk's neck. The kobold shut his eyes tight and yelped as he heard the sound of the blade swipe through the air. Waiting for the embrace of death he opened his eyes only to find that his wrists had been freed from the bonds that had held him there. Looking up he only saw the back of the robed gnoll merchant, heavy looking packs upon his back as he simply walked away. As he got up he noticed a pouch falling out of his lap. With a tilt of his head, he grabbed onto the pouch and found the feel of coin through the material. With wide eyes, he looked back up to the gnoll who was walking away and immediately began to move to follow the merchant.

That took care of that annoyance. Arrek had planned on skinning the scaled monster alive after daring to come after his throat, but after seeing just how small the kobold was and the tattered state of his apparel, Arrek couldn't help but spare the little bastard and even throw in a bit of coin for the runt's trouble. He'd also rather not spill blood unless it was absolutely necessary, and though the kobold had threatened him, it was out of desperation and for that he could at least spare the life of a thief once. As Arrek walked away, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind, "Wait!"

Turning his head for a moment he snorted and began walking away, ignoring the kobold that was trotting up at his heels, "I said wait you mutt. What is this?"

Arrek turned his head and stopped for just a moment to see the kobold holding up the pouch of coin he had left behind for the runt to leave him alone, "Pity," was all he said to the kobold before beginning his trek again.

The crunch of his heavy steps upon the dirt filled the comfortable silence until he suddenly heard the loud chirp of the thief, "Pity?! I had your throat last night and you show me pity?"

Arrek snorted as he continued to walk, ignoring the kobold trailing his tail, "You had the flat of my sword on your scaled cheek. Hard head too, lucky you didn't come out of it lame."

With a huff and a hiss, the kobold continued on, "Cheap! I would've had you if I didn't hesitate."

The gnoll simply sighed, "Then why am I still alive right now?"

Arrek was thankful that the kobold didn't have an answer to that. For a moment it seemed that he would get some peace on the road to the next town, but the kobold again proved himself to a be a nuisance, "Well, do you expect me to work off this gold? This is plenty for me at least. Charity out on the road is less common than one of your sort carting packs and selling things."

Arrek resisted the urge to growl before waving a hand-paw back at the kobold, "Give me peace and that will suffice."

Still the kobold followed, now at his side rather than at his tail, "That doesn't make sense. Free gold? What's the catch? I'm not gonna do you favors. Think I'll fall for ya?"

Arrek snorted, "No, I just wanted you gone."

Again the kobold chirped, "Coulda just separated my neck from my shoulders, woulda been easier. Now I want to know why'd y'let me go."

Arrek stopped in place, looking down at the kobold who was staring up at him with wide brown eyes, "I don't care to waste the edge of my sword. Killing isn't my job. I'm a merchant, a trader, so I traded my peace for a bit of gold. Now leave."

Instead of leaving the gnoll alone, Brikk simply ignored what the gnoll had said and continued on, "Seriously? Sounds like a cheap deal. Could at least let me help you carry some of that junk. Y'know, I don't like being in debt, I'm a thief not a cheat."

Arrek simply stared at the runt. Not only did he have the gall to follow along, but now he pestered him about repaying his supposed debt when all Arrek desired was peace. With a huff, the gnoll decided to try and dissuade the idiot from following him any further, "If you'll bed with me then I'll settle the debt. That's my only offer."

Arrek walked away, expecting the kobold to be fully repulsed by the idea, but at the edge of his vision he could see the kobold following along with a fat grin, "Is that it? A little rough lay? Think I can't handle it? I've done more desperate things for a bit of coin."

This turned the gnoll's head. He stopped in place and looked down at the little kobold, "I'd break you in two. Just leave."

Again rather than leave the kobold simply kept on talking, "Break me in two? I can handle it. Besides, I don't like owing people, so, doubt anyone is gonna come across the road. Take me behind a tree or wherever you want, I don't really care."

Arrek raised a brow at the brigand who was now offering himself as a prostitute. He had never been one for company on the road and never had company in settlements, so he always found himself alone. There was no point in spending money on prostitutes so he had found himself without partners even during times when he was allowed to sleep behind city walls. Being so long without the touch of another had never been a problem, but somewhere at the back of his mind, he had always desired to ravage the body of another, to feel the warmth of a body upon his very own as he slept during cold nights. An annoying kobold that had tried to steal from him didn't seem like the ideal partner, but if the runt was willing to give it a try Arrek didn't see what the problem was in at least giving the kobold a taste, "Maybe it wouldn't hurt, definitely won't hurt me, but I won't stop my schedule for you. We'll keep moving into the woods and set up camp. Then we'll have our fun. For now, we're traveling companions."

Brikk brought his hand out to introduce himself, "Name's Brikk, your's?"

The kobold winced as the gnoll took his hand in a firm grip, "Arrek, and don't expect me to carry you. After a while I might even trust you to haul some of this junk on my back. Come."

With that Arrek began walking on the path, glad to finally be making some progress while his new companion followed behind. He thought he would get some silence finally with this, but he had underestimated the kobold's tireless mouth. As they walk he was assailed with questions of his past, his present and his plans for the future. They hadn't even made it to the shade of the trees before Arrek had begun to question his decisions in life, and whether or not a single lay to satisfy his hunger would actually be worth the headache. There was something comforting, though, in the way that the little thief seemed to prattle on whenever Arrek went quiet for too long. In those moments where the gnoll refused to speak, he had learned that the little one wasn't sold on the company of other kobolds, and never gave himself to the notion of living for the greater good of a collective. It was oddly relaxing to hear about the kobold's life, to listen rather than speak himself. It was easier than talking about his own life and less stressful.

Brikk himself hadn't realized how exciting it was to walk side by side with another. Perhaps it was because he had been alone since leaving his home at an early age, or the fact that the gnoll simply seemed to just listen to every word without much gruff or anger. Even the gnolls little outbursts were few and far in between and not so severe. Finally having someone to be around comfortably was nice, it made the fact that he was going to lay with this gnoll just a bit easier. If anything, he actually found himself a bit excited about their night together. Most of the time someone paid to fuck him, it wasn't gentle or with someone he'd exactly like to have sex with, but at the very least it was gold in his empty pockets.

Being a thief didn't exactly mean he was swimming in coin, most of the brigands that could actually earn a living were in bands and he had never found his place among those roving bands. There was some sort of safety in staying near the gnoll, some sort of security as well. There were none that would surely attack such a great monster and the gnoll had already proved himself a good hand with that sword. As they touched the shade of the trees the gnoll had even shared bread with him, proving yet again that the gnoll was a good man. Strange, Brikk had never thought he would actually find a friend by robbing him, then again he had to remember that they weren't truly friends. He was simply along as a companion, a paid lover for the night and nothing else, and yet something perhaps had him hoping that the gnoll would simply allow him to keep on following after their little romp. At the very least the gnoll had seemed a bit more responsive after telling him a bit of his own past. Arrek had only ever grunted and snorted in reply, but the occasional chuckle had let him know that he was going on the right track, but every time he tried to ask about the merchant's past, the gnoll would simply brush him off or growl as if he had tried to tug at that fluffy tail. He supposed he could let it be for now, and at the very least he could allow the gnoll some rest, especially with food fresh in his stomach and a bit of pep in his step.

The shadows surrounded the two as they made their way through the woodland path. The trees created a thick cover above them that would have made it difficult for most to see, but the two of them seemed comfortable enough in the near darkness of the path. Occasionally streams of sunlight passed through the leaves letting them know that there was still daylight. Brikk felt somewhat strange among trees and covered from the open roads. There they walked quietly with one another, quietly and without interruption. With no one possibly watching he wondered if the gnoll would truly wait until night fell, or would he simply use him and abuse him behind a tree and leave him behind. The thought of being taken so roughly for some reason brought a shudder to his body, his tail flicking as he wondered just how big the gnoll was underneath those heavy robes.

Arrek could feel the eyes of the kobold on his back, but said nothing, only continued to move on. Without the sound of the kobold's constant prattling, the path felt eerie. The lack of sound brought a chill through his spine. Typically he felt at home among the darkness of the woods, but he had also never traveled with a companion. With an awkward grunt, he decided to break the silence as best as he could, "Thoughts runt? You've suddenly decided to be quiet."

Brikk could only chuckle just a bit. Now the gnoll seemed to desire some form of conversation, or at the very least his sudden silence unnerved the quiet giant, "Thinking. Wonderin' if you're going to just take me behind one of these trees and just leave me there full of spunk."

Arrek felt himself warm a little at those words, the image conjured not exactly unpleasant, "Hrm, that does sound correct, but I've bought you. I think I'd keep you if I used you even once."

Brikk stopped in his tracks, looking to the gnoll with a sideways glance, "Keep me?"

With a gasp the kobold was suddenly swept off of his feet and brought into the gnoll's arms, his snout against the gnoll's nose, "I bought you didn't I? A permanent companion might be more fun than a quick toy...Although, I might use you like one."

The kobold shuddered in the gnoll's strong grasp, his tail coiling around the strong arm keeping him held up, "Y'telling me you'd keep me around even with my mouthy self?"

Arrek snorted, "Your mouth is part of the reason why I'd keep you around. It is a small comfort to travel with someone so wordy, and yet at the same time I'd be using your mouth for better means."

As the gnoll stepped off the beaten path and into the wooded area behind the trees, the kobold blinked as suddenly he was dropped onto his rear by the roots of a tree. With a huff he looked up only to see the gnoll strip free of those heavy packs covering his body, his robes soon coming off as well to reveal a powerful body underneath. Brikk marveled at the nude form of the gnoll, both the muscled form beneath the fur and the thick cock that was coming free from the fuzzy sheath between the gnoll's legs. He felt his own cock grow, his own body growing hot as he watched the gnoll simply strip before him without any bit of shame.

Arrek stepped forward and gripped at the kobold's head pressing the smooth scaled snout to the base of his shaft, "We still have daylight to burn, but I think we can make a quick stop."

Brikk gulped as he was suddenly faced with the full twitching length of the gnoll's knotted cock. The command took a moment to register with his snout pressed so firmly against the gnoll's warm cock, but he jumped to action as he realized his place. Brikk's hands moved to grasp at the gnoll's cock, both of them not enough to cover the length as he moved his mouth to the gnoll's balls to give each of those fuzzy orbs soft kisses before taking them into his mouth, suckling upon them and letting his tongue coil around them. He shuddered as he felt the gnoll's cock swell and grow just a bit more before settling. Already slick pre dripped down the gnoll's shaft, making it easier for his digits to grip and glide over that thick thing.

Hearing Arrek suddenly groan and growl caused the kobold to double his efforts, both hands working diligently, tongue working on dragging across each fuzzy orb. His tongue then moved over and then under the balls, working gently at that heavy sack before trailing back up to the base of the gnoll's cock planting a loving kiss upon it. With a hot breath, he pulled his mouth away slowly only to bring the tip of the gnoll's cock to his mouth. Without hesitation, he brought Arrek's length into his warm maw, his long tongue coiling around that thick thing. For a moment he was surprised at how gentle the gnoll was treating him, but then he suddenly heard the gnoll snarl aloud.

Arrek hadn't been with another for so long he found himself lost within the pleasure of the kobold's warm maw. He enjoyed the sticky spittle enveloping the cock and craved more of that tongue that seemed to coil endlessly around his member. He let out a loud snarl as both his paws gripped firmly upon the kobold's head to pump the entirety of his cock inside of that maw. Pressure built from deep within and his eyes shut as suddenly his hips moved without his permission, mercilessly ploughing into the kobold's maw. Arrek ignored the digits clawing at his thighs, ignored the kobold's squirming and instead focused on working his headed cock inside of that maw and throat, enjoying the constricting of the kobold's throat upon his thick cock. It wasn't long before his cock began letting loose a torrent of cum inside of that maw, the pressure enough to fill the kobold's throat and mouth. At the same time, his cock flew free from the kobold's mouth, sending ropes of his hot seed splattering against the kobold's snout and face. Arrek was brought back to reality by the sound of the kobold gasping out and groaning, the gnoll's still hungry eyes looking down at the kobold covered in his cum, "Y-y'could have at least warned me."

Brikk yelped as the gnoll suddenly tore into his cloak and what little clothing he had on. His body was suddenly brought up into the air and a wet tongue pressed against his puckered hole just above his tail where the gnoll began to wet and lap at it with a heavy tongue. Brikk had not expected the gnoll to be so rough, especially after those kind words about keeping him, but it seemed that Arrek truly intended to use his rear like a toy, and it only excited him. Up in the air in the gnoll's arms, he squirmed and moaned as that thick tongue buried itself in his rear, his body pushing towards the warmth of the gnoll's tongue. It was impossible not to moan with that writhing thing moving inside of his rear, diligently slickening his insides with warm and sticky spittle. Before long the gnoll sat upon the ground and sat Brikk upon his lap. The kobold was allowed to stand on the gnoll's thighs, his own eyes wide as he felt the gnoll's cock twitching and hard against his puckered hole. Again surprise touched his features as his mouth was suddenly captured by the gnoll's, their tongues twisting to one another's immediately.

Such a passionate kiss had the thief purring like a kitten, his body trembling in the gnoll's touch as his hips moved slowly to let the gnoll's thick tip push inside of his rear. A shock of pain ran through his entire form as he was stretched by that thick cock. Still, the kobold let out a muffled moan to the gnoll's mouth as their tongues continued to dance in a passionate kiss. Brikk shuddered as he felt the gnoll's hand pushed his lower body further and further upon that large cock, the kobold complying without complaint even though he could feel that heated pain push through his entire form. It wasn't as if he hadn't been with men much larger than him before, but to this extreme and without proper lube was difficult. There was something about it that gave him pleasure, the heat of being taken so suddenly by an open road on a woodland path was enough to drive him crazy along with how passionate the gnoll seemed about their lovemaking.

Arrek growled and snarled to the kobold's mouth, his own body moving to deepen the kiss while at the same time pushing more and more of his cock into that tight hole until the kobold was fully seated on his rear. He could feel the kobold tense and squirm, muffled squeaks and groans of pain and pleasure only serving to fuel his feral lust. Soon enough his paws were at the kobold's sides, grabbing at them to pull the runt up and down upon his cock like a cock sleeve. Their kiss parted there with a wet pop, a strand of spittle connecting their mouths. The kobold then let out a loud moan that ended with a squeak as the gnoll's knot kissed at the kobold's rear. There the kobold began to move on his own, bouncing his hips upon the gnoll's lap to pump that cock deep inside of his tight hole.

The gnoll snarled as his cock was stuffed inside of that tight hole, those inner walls tightening and squeezing on his cock firmly. He needed more and so he thrust with reckless abandon to that tight hole. He had forgotten every pretense of schedule, every desire to not waste time and instead was focused on breeding the kobold's tight hole like a proper bitch. There the kobold moaned out and shuddered, his mind mired in a heated fog that had him thinking of nothing but being taken by the gnoll's cock and so he cried out for more. This only served to bring the gnoll's powerful arms around the kobold's body. Arrek held tight upon that scaled figure, grunting as he began to grind and squeeze his knot inside of the kobold, the kobold squirming and groaning out, shivering while clawing at the gnoll's chest. Both of them curled to one another as they accepted their heated embrace, their heated mating entirely without thought.

With a wet pop, the gnoll's cock pushed in fully into the kobold, the kobold's cock bouncing and twitching violently as Brikk moaned out, his meager cock spurting out a load of cum between them while the gnoll snarled out his pleasure, hot seed filling the kobold's rear. If not for the knot keeping them tight together the cum would have spilled free of the kobold's rear. Instead, Brikk was forced to sit there upon the gnoll's lap, his eyes shut as he laid collapsed upon the gnoll's chest, his body shuddering every time another spurt of that hot stuff stained his inner walls.

There the two sat, panting and leaning against each other. Arrek grumbled and brought his chin upon the kobold's head. He certainly wasn't going to keep his schedule like this. His knot wouldn't deflate any time soon and he wasn't going to carry around the kobold speared on his cock. With a satisfied rumble, he stroked down the kobold's back planting soft kisses upon that scaled head, "I'll be definitely keeping you."

Brikk shivered and kept his snout buried in the warm fur of the gnoll. Answering was a bit difficult with his body so thoroughly ravaged. As he tried to pull himself away enough to answer he winced feeling that knot pull at his rear keeping himself firmly held upon that cock. With a sigh he pressed his cheek to the gnoll's chest before speaking, "Thanks I guess, didn't think you'd go so rough though."

Arrek let out a pleasant rumble as he rested his chin upon the kobold's head, "My passion and desire overtook me, but I do enjoy it rough, I hope you won't mind."

Brikk felt himself fluster as he admitted to his new master, "Nah, I don't mind. Just hope you won't break me."

Arrek whispered, "No promises."