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Ralsei wanted to sleep in his own bed, but with the elevator still under repairs and Queen and Lancer blocking the stairs up to his room, Ralsei settled on just sleeping in Kris's. Of course, he might have politely asked Queen and Lancer to move, but they really just seemed so comfortable that he didn't want to bother them. Certainly Kris wouldn't mind, Ralsei would be sure to wash their sheets so Kris did not have to deal with any fur he might shed in his sleep. Ralsei shut Kris's door, set his glasses on the nightstand, and slipped out of his clothes: cloak and scarf folded on the nightstand.

It had been a long day. Another fountain sealed, Castletown doubling in size with new arrivals. After Kris and Susie left to go back home, Ralsei busied himself making sure people were settled in. With that finished, he planned to get a good night's sleep and hopefully see his friends tomorrow.

It was just as he got under the covers that Ralsei heard a knock at the door.

He sat up, careful to keep himself covered with a blanket. "Who is it?"

The door opened, and in sidled the buff, imposing bulk of one of the Swatchling's they rescued. One followed by two more. The first was red, the other two yellow and blue, respectively.

"Uh, is something the matter?"

Red bowed and said, "We have finished cleaning the castle grounds, my lord."

"Please, guys, you don't have to call me prince. Ralsei is okay. We worked together, remember?"

Yellow clapped his hands together. "Ah, we should have made sure to grab your uniform, Master. You looked positively adorable in it."

Blushing, Ralsei said, "I, um, thank you..." He cleared his throat as he eyed the three of them, noting Blue had shut the door behind him. "So what did you need?"

Red said, "If our lord has no other housework to do, we would like to attend to our nightly duties."

Ralsei cocked his head. Without his glasses he could not quite make out the expressions worn on their masks. Each Swatchling wore an angular suit that, due to Ralsei's time spent in their dressing room getting outfitted, hid muscular, athletic bodies covered in a coat of soft, black feathers. A polished mask of glassy plastic that was opaque covered their faces with lights, corresponding to their color, which lit up to show their eyes and help them emote. They still had a beak under the mask that could open and eat things, but the mask itself, as far as Ralsei knew, was simply a part of their bodies.

Ralsei said, "Well, you don't need my permission to do whatever that is. Just don't hurt anyone, okay?"

"We would never, my prince," Blue said as he began to undo his tie. All three, while different in personality to a degree, had the same high, feminine voice that contrasted with their burly masculine bodies.

The others were also removing their ties, which got Ralsei to lift a brow. "What are you three doing?"

"We take care of our lord's needs, and since you are prince of this domain," Red said as began undoing the buttons on the cuff of his suit jacket.

"We are going to make sure all your needs are met, Master," Yellow said.

"It was expected of us by the Queen, and we were trained extensively by Master Swatch," Blue added. Synchronously, they each removed their jackets, folding them in a neat bundle they stacked with their tie tucked along the wall by the door.

It wasn't until they popped the collar of their dress shirts, revealing the thick dark plumage of their feathers, that Ralsei put together what "needs" the Swatchlings meant. He let go of the blankets he held to his chest to wave and say, "Nononono no need! Um, uh..." Each of the Swatchlings stopped, their impeccable posture being sullied by sagging shoulders and furrowed brows along the masks. Ralsei hated leaving them so crestfallen, so instead of just insisting they leave, he asked, "Why did you think I would want this?"

"Does the young lord not like pleasure?" Red asked.

"We are trained to give it."

"Very well trained."

Ralsei, blushing furiously, knew how good and tempting the touch of someone could feel. Just thinking of the hug Kris gave him today was enough to make Ralsei's heart race. He shook off the memory and told them, "I, uh, I like pleasure."

"Then it's settled," Yellow chirped before all three tore open their shirts, the rest of the buttons popping free like they were designed for that. Ralsei gawked at each of them. Their bodies were the same thick mass of firm looking muscle and softer looking feathers. The only way to tell them apart without clothes were their masks.

As they removed the shirts and folded them like before, Blue said, "I do believe our young prince sees something he likes."

"No I don't!" Ralsei squeaked before clapping a hand over his mouth. He removed it and said, "I-I mean! You're all very handsome."

"Hehehe, we think you're cute, too, Master."

"You do?" Ralsei asked, blushing now to his long, floppy ears.

"When you were in a uniform you were simply to die for!" Yellow said. "And you have such soft looking and inviting fur."

"Not to mention that cute little tail we saw when changing," Blue added.

"Tail?" Yellow giggled. "I only had eyes for what was under the tail."

Ralsei wanted to die. He threw the blankets over his head to hide himself, even as he felt arousal stirring between his legs. Being flirted with was not something he knew how to handle. He thought maybe Kris had a few times, but nothing so direct as these three!

"Oh, the poor prince," one of them cooed.

He heard shuffling, all three drawing near the bed before one gently asked, "Is everything okay, my lord. Are you unwell? Is there anything we can get you?"

"I-I'm fine," Ralsei mumbled.

"I'm sorry, my lord, could you speak louder?"

"I'm fine!" Ralsei snapped, sitting up. "And call me, Ralsei! I'm begging you."

All three stood next to his bed, so close now Ralsei could smell the gently applied cologne they wore. They bowed and Red said, "Very well, Lord Ralsei."

"Just Ralsei!"

Still bowed, Red cleared his throat, "Err... apologies..." his outstretched fingers closed into a fist and he forced out a simple, "R-Ralsei."

They finally broke their bow and Ralsei asked, "Is it really so hard for you three to not be so formal?"

"It is hardwired into our programming," Yellow touched the side of his head.

"To go against what we were programmed to do is very painful," Blue said.

Ralsei noticed now Red still clenched his fist. Without a second thought he turned in the bed, reaching into himself for that innate well of power, which he used to cast a healing prayer on Red. The Swatchling relaxed with a sigh of relief.

"Thank you my lord--er..." Red hesitated again.

Ralsei said, "Be as formal as you need to, please."

They all bowed again, chorusing, "Thank you for understanding, Prince Ralsei."

Ralsei scratched the back of his head, a little more comfortable being half-naked now that none of Swatchlings actively flirted with him. "So you three can't go against your programming without hurting yourself. Is there a way to reprogram you?"

"In Cyber City we may have had the means, but here we are not so sure," Red said.

"There is no infrastructure yet for modifying our programming," Blue said.

"However, with time, Master, our people might develop the tools to make us as rude as you would like!" Yellow chirped.

"Hehe, well, maybe not rude," Ralsei said before glancing back at the clothes tucked to the wall. "That explains why I couldn't stop you three from cleaning things soon as you arrived. I don't suppose that, um, servicing my needs is just an old order from the Queen and not programmed into you three?"

"Oh we would not barge into your room if it were," Red informed Ralsei. "Though, if the young lord would like for us to leave, I'm certain we can endure the pain for a night or two."

All three Swatchling's watched for his response. Ralsei's ears pinned back a little--he really was not sure about all this, but the thought of these three suffering needlessly... It was just unacceptable. They did not spare Darkners in battle just to torment them later.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Ralsei told the three while his blush climbed back up his cheeks, "I, uh, will let you s-service me, but I don't have..." shaking, his hands balled into fists in his blankets, "I don't have any experience with this, so I'm sorry if I do a bad job!"

A large, gentle hand rested on his shoulder, Red's. "There is no need to worry about performance, my lord."

"We're here to please you!" Yellow cheered.

Blue said, "To start, my prince, why don't you lie back?"

Ralsei, still nervous enough he couldn't stop his trembling, lay back into the bed. "Please be gentle?" he asked in a whisper.

"As gentle as you need us to be, my lord," Red answered before grabbing the hem of the blanket, "May I remove this?"

Finding himself unable to speak, Ralsei simply nodded and closed his eyes.

The blanket slid down, and Ralsei heard them gasp. His cock--uncut pale flesh rising from thick, soft white pubes--had never been exposed to another person before. A Swatchling said, "Aww, he's so cute."

"A lovely size, too, with such a slender waist to those hips."

"Seems the young prince likes being praised."

Ralsei could not help it. Feeling their stares, steeped in their praise, he got excited. His cock went from slightly engorged to swelling in size. He heard the Swatchlings undoing their belts, which just made his heart pound even harder. He felt the urge to look. Just as he'd never been exposed, he never once saw another's private's before. It excited and embarrassed him, so much he remained frozen in place even as his cock became so hard it pointed straight to the ceiling, a slight curve to the left at its tip. Ralsei heard the Swatchlings deposit belts, shoes, and slacks with their other garments before returning to the bed.

"May we touch you, my lord?"

Ralsei cracked open his eyes and saw it was Red who spoke. The Swatchling leaned over him, and his gaze flicked to Red's crotch reflexively, surprised to see the other male did not have a cock, but the folds of what Ralsei thought only girls had. From there, it was easy to find out that in this department all three Swatchlings differed. Red with nether lips, Yellow with a cock and balls much like Ralsei's, and Blue with a pair of nuts barely bigger than his heavy sheath.

"You're all different," Ralsei blurted.

"We can change if you like," Blue said. "Merely shift our colors and so too will these parts shift."

"We come prepared to serve any and all of our master's needs," Yellow said with a little shake of his hips.

"Uh, it's fine," Ralsei said, now staring at Red's waist. "I... um, I like it!" Ralsei really did not know what to think because he was completely in over his horns, but he pressed on with, "I like that you're all different. I'm not sure I could tell you apart otherwise."

"Then we shall remain this way," Red said with a pleased smile to his beaked face, expressed in his eyes changing shape. "You did not answer my question, though, my lord."

Glancing between the three again, Ralsei laughed, "Hehe, touching is a good place to start isn't it?"

"We can put on a show if the prince prefers for us to not touch," Blue said.

Yellow hooked an arm around Red's shoulders and groped one of his pecs, getting a gasp from Red. "We love putting on a show, Master."

Somehow the prospect of being a voyeur flustered Ralsei more. "Touching is good!"

"Excellent," Red said, "Our safe word for the night shall be 'roughage.'"

Before Ralsei might ask where in Darkness "roughage" of all things came up, Red had moved to the foot of the bed and dragged it back. The young goat squeaked and sat up as Blue went to the exposed headboard and, with Red, lifted the bed before carrying it to the center of the room. They set it down and Red bowed. "Apologies, young lord, we just want to be sure we have ample room."

Ralsei just nodded. It only now occurred to him Kris's bed would barely fit him and one other Swatchling, much less three of the beefy birds. Ralsei, still watching Red, started when two big hands grabbed his shoulders. Blue, who leaned over the headboard to whisper, "You're so tense, prince. Let us take care of you." His hands began massaging into Ralsei's back, thumbs kneading away the tension and getting a slight moan.

Red now knelt at the foot of the bed, and his hands went to Ralsei's feet. He kneaded the pads at the balls of Ralsei's feet, working a thumb along his arch. "We will start slow, my lord."

Yellow climbed into the bed, standing on his knees, and his weight shifted Ralsei to fall against the more flirtatious Swatchling's thick thigh. A layer of soft feathers contrasted the firm muscle beneath, which Ralsei might have appreciated more if he did not himself right next to Yellow's cock. So close that, even in the dim light, Ralsei saw the contours of several veins along the thick shaft. Yellow remained flaccid, but his length already almost matched Ralsei's throbbing member in size.

Yellow purred, "Of course, if Master wants to pick up the pace we can."

"I've, oh..." Ralsei trailed off as one of Yellow's hands gently grabbed his ear and rubbed it. Ralsei licked his lips. Yellow's cock had such a strong, masculine scent to it. Clean, with no sweat, but a clear musk that almost tasted sweet. The fat, flesh toned mushroom head wrapped in such soft looking foreskin.

He got so lost in looking that it wasn't until Red asked, "What was that, my lord?"

Ralsei looked up at Yellow's body. The Swatchling met his gaze, beaming. "Can I touch it?"

"Hehehe," Yellow giggled. "If it would please Master, then he may touch all he likes."

Yellow's crotch seemed to come with its own gravity. Ralsei moved closer, nose twitching as he took in more of that inviting scent. He'd never been so close to another person's privates before, and it surprised him just how enticing they smelled. Before he knew it, Ralsei's nose bumped into the base of Yellow cock. At the same time, Red finished massaging his feet, and now his skillful hands worked through Ralsei's ankles, up his calves.

"The young lord's fur is so enjoyable to touch," Red observed.

"Mmm, it's just as Yellow predicted," Blue said.

"So much more gratifying than pleasing the Queen," Yellow purred, stroking Ralsei's ear still.

In his own little world, Ralsei reached up and cupped Yellow's balls. The weight of the sack surprised Ralsei. The scrotum, covered in downy feathers, was a little bigger than Ralsei's fists, each nut looking no bigger than a lemon, yet it weighed heavier than that. Like the Swatchling's balls were full of... full of... even the thought made Ralsei whine. He realized he wanted to see Yellow cum, which just got him more flustered.

Blue distracted him by shifting his hands to Ralsei's front. His skillful fingers pet Ralsei's tummy, stroking up his chest. Despite his fur hiding them, Blue easily found his nipples, and gave the sensitive buds a brush with his fingers. Ralsei, bit hit lip, fangs pinching into the delicate fur of his muzzle. He watched Yellow's cock begin to finally swell, its foreskin slowly shedding around the glans to reveal a meaty cock-head much like Ralsei's. Only the flesh, rather than pink glans on a pale white shaft, was a deep red on black.

The scent, all the little touching and rubbing from Blue and Red, it was too much to resist. Ralsei needed more. He took in more of Yellow's masculine scent, then licked across the thickening member. He moaned. He loved how his tastebuds dragged across the soft skin that covered the firm, throbbing organ. The cock, just like the rest of Yellow's body, pliable yet hard at the same time. So enticing... Ralsei grabbed Yellow's dick, fingers barely able to wrap around its girth, and nuzzled into its side. It felt so dirty to want Yellow's musk smeared into his fur, but Ralsei couldn't help it. Being dirty just felt so good and exciting. He licked more, tracing the thick veins on Yellow's shaft with his tongue.

Red's hands had worked to Ralsei's thighs. Part of the reason Ralsei liked wearing a robe is that it hid how plump his thighs were. It seemed like all his fat went to his tummy, butt, and thighs, giving him a pear shape he usually felt so self-conscious of, but tonight he did not worry so much. Blue teased his love handles between finger and thumb, while Red stroked his inner thighs, his pelvis, getting Ralsei to huff and moan. He licked Yellow's member all the more urgently.

"Look at him, he's so adorable," Yellow practically squealed.

"Mmmm, yes, our prince is soft and sexy in all the right places," Blue added, making Ralsei blush more. He never felt so wanted before, and it was making all of this more pleasurable. Each touch, each taste and smell, everything just relaxed his worries and made his body course with a different kind of tension: pleasure. His cock began to drool precum without even being touched there, and he could count on one hand the number of times he'd been left this aroused.

"How are you feeling, my lord?" Red asked.

Ralsei's eyes flicked to Red, who sat on the bed next to Yellow, hands still working along his thighs. "This is... hah, nice," Ralsei mumbled.

Blue leaned over and whispered in Ralsei's ear, thumbs now squeezing his pelvis, "Shall we take it further, then, my prince?"

"Please," Ralsei breathed, so strung up he simply leaned against Yellow's crotch for support. Yellow's erection left his cock so heavy it still hung down towards his thighs. Ralsei watched it, unaware of the fact he drooled, as a fat pearl of precum oozed from that meaty urethra.

A gentle hand on one of his horns broke Ralsei from his stupor. Yellow, gently steering Ralsei while his other hand hefted that fat shaft. "You want to taste it, Master?"

Ralsei answered by opening his maw. Yellow's cock barely fit between his fangs. The Swatchling pressed his tip inside the goat's soft lips. That wad of precum spread across Ralsei's tastebuds, sweet and earthy with a hint of salt. He moaned and tongued Yellow's piss-slit, trying to get more of that lovely nectar. He never imagined it could taste so good. He never tried his own fluids, feeling it too taboo, but now in the spell of these Swatchlings he wanted nothing more than to suckle on Yellow's tip like a feasting babe.

"Hehehe, so eager," Yellow giggled. "That, hah, feels nice, M-Master, but..." pressure on the back of Ralsei's head forced him to swallow more than Yellow's crown. Those glans wedged their way between his lips, foreskin peeling back before it slipped inside, and suddenly Ralsei found his muzzle full of cock. The weight and heat of the member, it's roaring pulse, made Ralsei whimper, legs still squirming even as Red's massage worked further up his thighs. Yellow whispered, "If you want to make me feel good, Master, you have to do more than focus on my tip." Yellow pulled his shaft free, the first few inches glistening with spit. It pulsed and throbbed while Ralsei panted, staring till, at a flex, that rod sprayed more precum across his muzzle. He saw the urethra wink. Darkness, feeling that sticky heat splash across him made Ralsei so weak. "You do want to please me, don't you, Master?" Ralsei barely nodded before Yellow fed him his cock again, purring, "Such a generous, Master."

Ralsei hardly felt like a master under the whims of these three. He was totally at their mercy. When Blue began to grope and squeeze his tush, Ralsei felt a jolt down his spine. A tingle along his pucker, an itch he never knew before, started to grow there. Such that when Blue's finger teased at his crack, rubbing the tender pink flesh of his rim, Ralsei moaned and ground back into that touch. It was at this point, while Blue massaged, prodded, and teased his rump, while Yellow slowly rocked his cock in and out of Ralsei's sucking muzzle, that Red finally touched his unattended member.

One big hand closed around his shaft, almost enveloping it in the Swatchling's palm while another cupped Ralsei's balls. The goat whimpered, humping upwards, as Red whispered, "I dare say the young lord is already very close."

"I want to see Master cum," Yellow said. "Please Red."

"Mmm, it won't take much at all will it, my lord?"

"Mmmph! Unnf..." Ralsei could only whimper and squirm, mouth simply being used as a cock warmer while the three kept him right on edge.

Red's thumb began to stroke Ralsei's glans, working them slowly. His thumb rubbed up then down, across his sensitive flesh, the tension in the young goat's balls building. His squirming increased, blushing down to the tips of his ears. Red did not do more than squeeze his shaft and slowly circle his glans with a thumb, but Ralsei felt himself getting closer and closer. "It's okay, my lord," Red whispered. "Let go. Cum for us."

"Please Master, please cum."

"Honor us with your release, prince."

Ralsei couldn't resist the three. Tears running down his cheeks, he started cumming, harder than any time before in his life. Red only needed to squeeze his cock in a regular pattern to make rope after rope of seed shoot into the air. Ralsei's glans pulsed as his thick spunk splattered three, four, five times across the bed before it became an oozing, drooling flood of sperm. Red whispered, "That's it, such a good, productive boy our lord is." His hand pumped up and down Ralsei's shaft until he whined and grabbed Red's hand with both of his to stop him.

Yellow released him, removing his cock, and Blue as well let go. Ralsei, panting, couldn't do more than quiver and mutely process the incredible orgasm he just had. Red asked, "How are you feeling, my lord?"

"I'm... hah, that was... that was amazing," Ralsei managed after some effort. "Thank you."

"Your pleasure is ours, Master," Yellow chirped.

Though, Ralsei noticed Yellow still stood at attention, and his nose now caught the scent of other arousals. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Blue also sported an erection. His cock sprouted from his sheath in angry purple color, glistening arousal and ending at a taper. Conical in shape, with a urethra leaking far more precum than Ralsei thought possible. He looked back at Red and asked, "What, uh, about you three?"

Red cocked his head. "What about us, my lord?"

"Don't you three need, um," despite everything it still embarrassed Ralsei to ask it, "d-don't you need to get off, too?"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about our needs, Master."

"But that's not fair," Ralsei said. "I know you were obligated to do this, b-but I'm not going to just let you fend for yourself."

"You..." Red paused, clearly processing this. "You want to pleasure us?"

Blushing, Ralsei looked down. His erection had only faltered for a moment, swelling back up soon as he saw Blue's strange, productive looking organ. He muttered, "It's only fair I help you three."

Yellow squealed, getting Ralsei to start and almost fall out of the bed. Fortunately, Red caught him while Yellow clapped his hands together. "Our new Master is so cute and thoughtful and kind!"

"What Yellow means, is we would be honored, prince," Blue added, "However, if we are to do this we should make sure you are in a shape to do what you wish."

"Um, what?" Ralsei asked while Blue went over to his clothes. He got something from his pockets and brought it over. A candy that looked like a peppermint wrapped in blue, yellow, and red spirals.

"Eat this, please."

"What is it?" Ralsei said as he took the candy.

"New Swatchlings would not quite have the stamina to meet their duties," Red said.

"So Swatch created this candy for us," Yellow said. Swatch, the old manager of the Swatchlings who now ran the cafe in town.

Blue said as Ralsei took the candy, "It will increase your vigor and stamina for a brief time."

"Oh..." Ralsei said before unwrapping the candy.

"Simply put it under your tongue and suck on it till it dissolves, my lord," Red said. Ralsei nodded and did as told. The candy tasted cinnamony and sweet, but nothing about its flavor made it stand out.

Tongue fumbling a little, he asked, "So, um, what would you like me to do?"

"Position forty seems appropriate, don't you think, Red?" Blue asked.

"It does seem the most efficient way to start," Red agreed before turning to Ralsei. "Would you allow me to lay back in your bed, my lord?"

Ralsei scooted out of the bed, muttering, "Actually, it's um, Kris's bed."

"I see, then we will take extra care to wash the sheets when we finish," Red said, which did put Ralsei at ease. At the very least he could count on the Swatchlings to clean up whatever mess they made, and given Ralsei had very little experience cleaning these kinds of messes he knew he would need the help.

Red lay on his back, so big that even resting his head on a pillow by the headboard, he needed to spread his legs to not have them hanging over the bed's edge. "If you'd join me, my lord?" Ralsei gave a nervous nod and climbed onto the only spot available on the bed: between Red's legs. The Swatchling reached down and spread his labia. Ralsei gasped, awed by the way those dark feathers managed to obscure the cherry red flesh of the Swatchling's sex. "I would be honored for my lord to lose his virginity to me," Red said, his whole body quivering a little.

He was nervous? That surprised Ralsei. Not enough to comment on it. The young prince was enamored by how flushed Red's sex had become, how clear arousal drooled down the lips and into the thin layer of feathers on his perineum. His clit, the size of Ralsei's thumb, had a slight twitch to it as Ralsei watched.

Yellow touched his shoulder. "Please don't keep him waiting, Master."

Said with a hunger that told Ralsei all the Swatchlings wanted this. Ralsei moved a little closer, his thighs rubbing against Red's. Ralsei's partner panted now, growing needier by the second. Breath hitched in his throat, he aligned his cock with Red's sex and thrust. Gooey, soft flesh rubbed on the underside of Ralsei's shaft as it slid against those folds. Ralsei and Red moaned in tandem, the prince feeling like he could simply frot these slick nether lips to get off.

"Pl-please don't tease me, my lord!" Red whined. "I need you inside me."

Ralsei, flustered, backed up and thrust again babbling, "I-I thought it would just go in!"

Yellow giggled while Blue said, "Ah, I see the problem." He reached down and grabbed Ralsei's shaft, tipping it downwards. "Aim right here, prince," Blue whispered in Ralsei's ear. "That's his entrance."

It was further down than Ralsei thought, but how could he have known? Nodding, Ralsei squeezed his eyes shut and thrust. It felt like Red's body melted around his cock. Ralsei could not have been prepared for the experience of penetrating another, finding the heat and pleasure immense. Every part of his shaft wrapped in the flesh of Red's pussy, which squeezed down as Ralsei bottomed out inside the bigger male. His balls came flush with Red's hips and Ralsei doubled over, landing on top of that feathery, muscular front. He groaned, shivering, feeling close again already.

Red locked his legs around his waist, hugging Ralsei, stroking the small of his back as he breathed, "That's it, my lord. Oh Darkness, you feel so good. I can feel your heartbeat, you're so close aren't you?"

Ralsei whimpered and nodded against Red's chest. His head rested on the Swatchling's sternum, horns brushing against those impressive pecs. Red gyrated and rolled his hips in the bed. It was barely any movement at all, perhaps an inch of Ralsei's cock would retreat before those fat cunt lips squished wetly against his crotch. Ralsei held Red for dear life, groaning and humping blindly into the bigger male. They rocked and ground against each other, the tension escalating so quickly in Ralsei's loins he didn't realize he was close to cumming till he did.

His back arched and he moaned as he came again. This time each clench of his balls was met with the heat and wet of Red's sex. Aside from the intense pleasure and sensation running along his shaft and glans, Ralsei wouldn't have been able to tell a difference from what his orgasm added to the gooey depths of Red's vent. "That's it, my lord," Red whispered. "Darkness you are cumming so much. It's like you want to breed me."

Ralsei did not know how Red could tell, but he was not in a place to disagree. Panting, he lay there while his orgasm petered out, and in the afterglow he felt a strange buzz building in him. By now, the candy under his tongue had dissolved to a sliver, and rather than be met with the exhaustion he expected, something grew. A need. His erection had not gone down at all, and the refractory period he might have expected didn't happen. His cock and balls suddenly ached for more, and panting, his hips began to seesaw against Red's.

"Hehehe, the candy is working," Yellow said.

"That's good. Swatch made it for us, so I didn't know what effect it would have on other Darkners," Blue said.

"Master is so much smaller than us, do you think we should have given him a full dosage?"

"I don't think our prince minds being in heat."

"Hah-ah, so good..." Ralsei panted as he pushed himself up, elbows propped on Red's abs. The Swatchling he fucked was mewling as Ralsei's thrusts grew more rapid. The boy felt his body stirring with a vigor he did not understand but knew he needed to exorcise. His hips slapped against Red's cunny, making lewd plapping sounds as Red's arousal spilled out around each thrust. Ralsei reached for and grabbed Red's pecs, groping one of the fat muscles and finding the teat barely hidden beneath a layer of feathers.

Ralsei squeezed, surprised to feel warmth splash from the bud. Milk squirted out in a tiny stream and got Red's to toss his head back and moan. Yellow moved to the front of the bed, saying, "Uh-oh, Master found Red's weak spot." Yellow grabbed Red's shoulders and helped him bend forward, the panting Swatchling's pecs now close enough Ralsei's face could reach them. "Go ahead, Master. We love getting milked in this form."

Ralsei barely heard Yellow, already latching onto the nipple he had exposed. He thrust blindly while he nursed, his mouth filling with liquid. It was hot from Red's body, sweeter than precum he savored before with a slight tang to it. Ralsei's lips sucked hard, getting a contraction from Red that forced Ralsei's dick from that cunt. It squirted all over his hips, balls, and bed as Red came. Ralsei, feeling an uncharacteristic anger in him, aligned his cock with his free hand and slammed his dick back inside Red. The Swatchling practically screeched, his walls a vice on Ralsei's dick.

The prince came again, moaning against the pec he sucked. Balls churning, he came inside Red's passage again, young, fertile cum, trying to breed his servant. Both males shuddered and shook against each other, Red's bottom half twitching, his leg lock clamping harder, and all the while Yellow had grabbed Red's pecs and started squeezing and milking them. It made more of that sweet liquid jet into Ralsei's maw while the other one simply squirted across his fur and Red's feathers alike.

Blue leaned over and whispered, "That's it prince, breed him, claim him. He's yours. He wants to be yours."

And Ralsei wanted him. Wanted all three. Even as his orgasm tapered off the raw need and fire in his hips only grew. He popped free of Red's overstimulated nipple, panting, "More..."

Tears were running down Red's face. Ralsei wasn't even aware the Swatchlings could cry, or blush as deeply as Red did now. "Take me, ah, my lord. Take as much as you want."

Groaning, Ralsei hips pistoned against his partner. His cum so copious that it spilled out in frothy waves as he started thrusting again. Yellow let Red come to rest on the headboard, saying, "I think Master will need more than Red to satisfy himself."

Blue said, "I do believe that's why I suggested position forty."

Ralsei, so taken with instincts he did not know he had, did not notice the bed shift as Blue squeezed behind him. Not until he felt something slick and warm fall against his tail did his awareness come back to him. He looked over his shoulder in time to see Blue grab his hips. Those big hands easily stopping Ralsei's thrusting. Blue acknowledged Ralsei with a nod. "I promise to be gentle, my prince."

Ralsei could not look away as Blue aligned his cock with Ralsei's rear. The slick, tapered tip nudged his rim, getting him to gasp. Ralsei huffed, trying to relax as pressure began to apply to his rear. Fortunately, Blue's shape made it easy to spread his rim. The soft, pink bud yielding around the purple, alien length. Ralsei groaned as his body spread around the intrusion. The strange, new sensation burned, but that burn along his entrance felt... it felt...

"How is he?" Yellow asked.

"Rrr, as xquisite as we expected," Blue said. "Relax, my prince, simply submit to our care."

Ralsei could not answer. Each inch of that shaft spread him wider and made it harder to breathe, but he did notice himself clenching. Ralsei closed his eyes, looking forward, and took a deep breath. Only to inhale a faceful of a familiar musk. His eyes snapped back open to see Yellow had straddled the front of the bed, knees on either side of Red's head. The submissive Swatchling had his beak open licked Yellow's heavy balls, and before Ralsei's muzzle was the cock he'd been sucking on before.

Yellow brushed Ralsei's cheek and drew his face closer to that meaty mushroom head. His nostrils flared in another deep inhale of that musk. It swirled in his head... male and powerful. That sweetness a little more bitter now but still so enticing.

"That's, unf, it, prince," Blue grunted behind him. Ralsei's rear tingled now with pleasure as that stretching started to make his rim buzz with a nice heat. The pressure in his guts made his balls feel tight, drawing along some kind of bead that made sharp sensation travel the length of Ralsei's cock. His meat jerked inside of Red's cummy canal, and all of it got a sharp little moan from Ralsei.

At the same time, his half-parted lips kissed Yellow's head. That fat dick wedged there made the moan melt into a pleasured little sigh. Blushing, Ralsei opened his mouth wider and let himself get stuffed from both sides. "That's it, Master," Yellow purred, "You're so hot and needy right now." Ralsei was; his body burned with heat, face blushing, cock aching inside Red's sex, his ass burning with pleasure, his maw stuffed with another male's virility. He never knew he could be so hot and needy.

Blue leaned down, whispering in Ralsei's ear, "I'm about to hilt you, prince. When I do, just submit to our care."

"Submit to it, Master," Yellow echoed.

Red touched Ralsei's side and chorused, "Give yourself to the pleasure, let us please you."

Ralsei, drugged and in a stupor between the three beefy males, couldn't fathom why he wouldn't give in.

Blue slammed his hips forward, hips and sheath smashing into Ralsei's bottom. The blow squished Ralsei against Red's messy cunt and fed Yellow's cock into his throat. He gagged, tears quickly running down his cheeks, as he came. Whether it the drug they gave Ralsei or the pleasures these three bodies knew how to deliver, the prince could see nothing but white. He choked on the dick in his throat, but savored how it overwhelmed his senses, how it left a bulge there.

Yellow grabbed his horns while Blue his hips. They worked in tandem so Ralsei always had one end of himself filled with cock. Blue pulled back only for Yellow to jerk his face forward, Ralsei's entire palate scrubbed of anything but the taste of another male. Then Blue would yank him down across his length. That taper breaking Ralsei open before the purple girth spread to be even fatter than Yellow's dick, the tip prodding out against Ralsei's belly, barely noticed for how he remained collapsed against Red.

In this position, Ralsei's length churned against Red's sloppy sex. Both male's cum oozed out around the abused labia, coating black feathers and white fur alike in a sticky, stringy mess of arousal. Red happily mewled and continued worshipping Yellow's balls while he milked Ralsei of an impossible amount of cum. The drug was the only reasonable explanation. With each thrust from Blue, Ralsei's insides contracted in another quivering wave of orgasm. He topped out on a plateau, and his cock flexed and throbbed in Red's wet, clinging sex. Those velvety walls sprayed with thick gushes of the prince's spunk.

Yank from Blue, twitch of Ralsei's cock, another font of cum reduced to oozing and drooling from his tip inside Red's cloying warmth. Yank from Blue, retreat of Yellow's dick to just the tip between Ralsei's fangs, another jet of precum across his tongue, another deep and ragged breath of the Swatchling's powerful pheromones, and more sinking into bliss.

They pummeled Ralsei back and forth, getting the boy higher and higher on pleasure until any thoughts beyond cock and cum had been fucked out of his pretty little head. The Swatchlings would take care of him. Would please him. He just needed to submit to it.

Ralsei remembered little of the night past that point. Like becoming blackout drunk, it came in flashes:

One moment the three on the bed in that position, the next Ralsei lies on his back. Red is straddling his face, humping his maw. Ralsei is leaking Blue's cum from his gaping asshole, while Red insists he clean up the mess Ralsei made of Red's cunny. He eagerly eats out the pussy proffered before him. The swirl of Red's sharp arousal and his saltier cum is so intoxicating he doesn't notice Yellow has thrust inside him until the other Swatchling hilts to the base. Cum smears across Ralsei' snout, jaw, lips, down his neck, matting his fur, and the thought of smelling like this for days and days makes him orgasm again. Then dark.

Then Blue and Yellow hold him up between them. Ralsei leans against Blue's back, who whispers in Ralsei's ear, "Such a good pet. Let us take care of you. Just submit to us, to the pleasure, pet." Ralsei is sinking down. His ass is stretching around both cocks. Blue's grip on his thighs tightens, Yellow nuzzles Ralsei's cheek and whispers, "That's it Master, you make such a good pet." Pet? Yes, at some point they started calling Ralsei that, and it made Ralsei feel so hot. Blue and Yellow keep whispering sweet nothings, and their words work like some kind of spell. Ralsei cums across Yellow's abdomen before they even get him a quarter of the way down their shafts. Then dark.

Then feathers tickle Ralsei's snout. He is nuzzling into Blue's sheath, on his hands and knees on the floor. The feathery pouch smells acrid and musky and male. More of that sweetness trickles out of the tip, and Ralsei licks it clean. Blue scritches his nape and says, "That's it, pet, it's clean up time." Ralsei mewls as, behind him, Yellow and Red are cleaning up the mess they made. Ralsei hardly cares. He kisses the sheath, then wraps his lips around the fat tube of feather and flesh. Its warm heart pulses in Ralsei's mouth. His tongue laps up and down, prodding more of that sweet arousal till the oral muscle plunges into the sheath proper. A virile, acrid flavor of sheath fluids laced with the sweetness of Blue's arousal overwhelms Ralsei. His eyes water and he squeals, cock bobbing between his legs, leaking thick, stringy dollops of sperm onto the carpet. The last thing he remembers is Blue whispering, "We knew you'd love this, prince." Then dark.

***

Ralsei woke with a start between the feathery bodies of all three Swatchlings. He slept on top of Red, who lay on his back with Blue and Yellow spooning each side of him, an arm of each draped across Red and Ralsei both. A pleasant soreness covered Ralsei all over, and he realized all four of them were naked and laying on a much bigger mattress than Frisk's.

"Roughage!" Ralsei squealed the word as if it might take back all the things that happened last night. Things that, even given everything, had his face and loins stir with heat.

The lights on each Swatchling's face blinked on, shuddering for a moment as they woke. Yellow yawned and Red asked, "What's wrong my lord?"

"Um... uh..." Ralsei stuttered, finding himself still in Kris's room. The mattress they lay on had been brought into the room and Kris's bed was tucked in the corner, neatly made as if nothing had happened. Ralsei also couldn't smell anything amiss, despite the fact this room should reek of sex. Yellow worked a finger and thumb behind Ralsei's ear, rubbing a spot that felt good and soothing. He took a deep breath and asked, "W-was last night real?"

Yellow giggled. "Oh it was, Master, don't worry."

"You did so well, prince," Blue said. "We are all very proud of you."

Ralsei blushed. "Th-thank you?"

Red said, "According to our internal clock, we could sleep for one more hour before waking, or we can get up now and prepare breakfast for you."

"You three don't need to do that," Ralsei said. All three turned sullen, and Ralsei acquiesced with, "I mean, if you would like to, you can I guess. But, um, you three don't need to take care of me if you don't want to."

"Then it's settled," Red said before all three got up, Red being sure to gently sit Ralsei on the mattress. The Swatchlings went to the wall where they left their clothes and began to dress.

"What are you doing?" Ralsei asked as they tugged on their slacks in tandem.

Yellow giggled. "Taking care of you, Master."

"We are caretakers," Blue added. "It is what we were born to do, and it is what we find most satisfying, so unless you ordered us to reprogram that nature, we want nothing else than to care for others, for you, our prince."

Ralsei nodded, feeling first a loving warmth replaced with a strange, unfamiliar disappointment as all three donned their dress shirts and buttoned them up. He realized he wanted to stare at their exposed bodies longer, and, flustered, stared at the mattress, "That makes sense. I won't ask you three to change who you are, but maybe we can reprogram what you call me?"

"Hehehe, like when you asked us to start calling you our pet last night?" Yellow teased.

"That was me?" Ralsei squeaked before clapping a hand over his muzzle. He thought they started that, but... there were so many holes in last night.

Red nodded as all three pulled on their suit jackets. "You did, and it was one of the rare instances where we could call you that instead of our usual formalities. We will get started on your breakfast. Any preference for tea, coffee, or battery acid?"

"Um, tea, please," Ralsei answered as all three now tied their ties.

"An excellent choice, my lord. Sugar?"

"Two," Ralsei answered. He started to stand, but remembered he was still naked and covered himself.

"No need to be embarrassed, prince, but your clothes are over there," Blue pointed to a pile of clothes neatly folded at the foot of Frisk's bed.

"Washed and ironed and ready for you, Master," Yellow chirped. Each Swatchling now was buttoned up and looking as professional as always. Yellow said, "Once you're dressed and ready I'll come get that mattress and make sure Master Kris's bedroom is immaculate."

They all left. The door closed and Ralsei let out a little sigh. He supposed he should get dressed. Something told him he had a big day ahead of him.

Now alone, with his senses cleared, he felt something amiss in the Dark World. Could it be another fountain opened?

Dress first, then a healthy breakfast, then Ralsei could get to the bottom of that sense of foreboding. He went to the foot of the bed and froze. A small note rested on the top of the clothes signed with a red R. Ralsei picked it up and it read: Your normal uniform is hanging in the wardrobe, but we thought you looked so good in this before that we wanted you to consider wearing it again.

Ralsei facepalmed and set the note down. Turning his back on the butler uniform left out for him, he retrieved his robe and scarf from the wardrobe. Though, perhaps when the Swatchlings came for the nightly duties, Ralsei could wear it for them. He also liked pleasing others, after all.