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Hypnovember 2023 Day 17: Musk/Scent

Written by: TiranMaster

Commissioned by: leonviril

Glancing at the note in his hand, Simba frowned in confusion as he glanced around the dingy looking hotel. He felt... out of place here, if anyone recognized the lion man as royalty though, no one said a thing. He was glad he'd left his finer clothing back at home, instead dressing in a more sedate piece that didn't look quite so out of place. He'd passed a few couples who looked like their relationship was transactional, if the money crossing paws was any indication. Shrugging his shoulders nervously Simba tried to calm himself, he'd received this letter just two nights prior, telling him to come here unless he wanted his dirty secret revealed.

At first the lion had thought it was a trick, after all, nobody had anything on him... that was until the night prior when he saw pictures of himself naked in a strip club. That had been... a mistake, he flushed just thinking about it. Thankfully it hadn't gone out to the public yet, but the letter did inform him in no uncertain terms that if he didn't show up this time, it would. So here he was, dressed in fairly shabby clothing, in an even more shabby and run down hotel. "Get in, see what they want, pay whatever they want, and then leave," he muttered to himself, shaking the nerves out through his hands before walking over to the door in question.

Reaching out, once more Simba hesitated, but this time he followed through as he reached out and knocked on the door. "Come in," a voice called through the door, low and a bit husky, it was a man's voice.

"I'm uh... here to talk," Simba said as he started into the room, opening it up before almost shutting it again as he was shocked to see the inhabitant. It was a fox-like man... or a wolvish man? He had a tail with a flaming tip that wagged as he laid on the bed in a seductive pose, his manhood draped over by a light loincloth. "Holy! Uh... are you... the one who sent me this letter?!" Simba wheezed, his face flushed with shame as he looked away from the very naked man laying there.

"Yes, I did," the man said, the sound of rustling telling Simba that he was standing up. "It's not like I'm naked, you can look," he chuckled, his voice had a pleasant gravely tone to it, but it seemed a natural kind of tone, not the kind people got from smoking too much.

Turning about slowly, Simba faced the man, he now noticed that he also appeared to only have one eye, the other closed with a scar over it. The man really was wearing practically nothing, he had a loincloth that revealed less while he was standing, but otherwise the only other things that he wore were golden bands on his arms and his legs. "Please come in," the hybrid beckoned, "and please shut the door after yourself."

Simba frowned, but did as he was told anyways, stepping inside and shutting the door, minding his tail in the process. "Alright, you sent me this blackmail, so obviously there's something you want, what is it?"

"It's not all that much, Simba," the canine creature said, "A simple favor, for the return of all of this." He gestured towards the table where an envelope sat, likely stuffed with more pictures of the lion's indiscretion.

"It looks like you know me, but I don't know your name," Simba growled, though he knew that was underhanded. Of course the other man would know him, he was royalty, which is exactly why he needed to make that material disappear.

The other man gave him a surprisingly warm smile as he approached, his tail slowly wagging, almost... seductively. "I'm Red XIII... though I'd let a handsome cat like yourself call me Nanaki," he purred, strolling past Simba with a suggestive wiggle of his hips.

"What are you...?" Simba started, and then he caught a whiff of something... spicy, musky, it smelled... appealing. The lion blinked a few times, unable to speak for a moment before his voice returned to him. "Red XIII, what is this about?"

"It's simple, Simba," Red XIII said, latching the door to make sure it was properly locked before letting his loincloth slide down his hips, revealing himself fully as he turned around. "I saw those pictures, king, and I want what I see on offer," he purred, once again approaching the king of lions. His manhood was slightly visible from his sheathe, his cock a hot red like a canine's would be. "Why don't you dress down, Simba, and we can have a fun time?"

"I don't... I don't swing that way," Simba started, tripping back as that smell grew intense again, spicy... intoxicating. His eyes fluttered as it grew stronger, the scent's power growing in tandem with Red XIII's presence.

Now nearly muzzle to muzzle, Red XIII stared into Simba's amber eye, his face pulled into a dirty smile. "Strip, lion, and I will give you whatever you want," he growled, running a hand down Simba's chest and grabbing his crotch.

Against his will, Simba's cock hardened under the touch, aided by that deliciously sinful smell. The lion's eyes grew hazy as he started to strip, first his jacket, then his shirt, he hesitated when his hands touched his pants... but Red XIII leaned in closer, and that smell was... divine. "This isn't... what I wanted..." Simba mumbled, but he found himself complying. His pants hit the floor, and soon his underwear as well, he was naked... and he was erect.

Red XIII groped his arms, his chest, his ass, he smiled victoriously as their cocks bounced against one another. "There's a very sexy kitty, do you want me to bury my bone in you?" he asked, rubbing their cocks together slowly as not to excite either of them too much.

Simba was attempting to take shallow breaths, but it wasn't working, the room was suffused with the other male's scent. "I don't swing that way," he said, though the words lacked their compunction, his ass itched oddly for the other male's cock. "I'll do... whatever you want... just not this..."

The other male grabbed Simba lightly by his arms and pushed him towards the bed, and it was like the lion's muscles failed him. He fell back onto the bed, his body feeling so warm, his cock so hard, his blood boiling with need. "Please, Nanaki, don't do this..." he whimpered, though when the hound's hands pushed lightly on his legs, they reacted smoothly and slid up revealing his ass.

"Let me calm you down, handsome," Red XIII purred, his tail starting to grow hotter as it caused his scent to grew more potent. Simba's eyes widened as the smell drove his senses wild, his nipples grew hard, his cock throbbed as he felt like he'd been drinking.

"Oh fuck... yessss," the lion moaned, his eyes glazing over as he smiled dizzily up at Red XIII, "You gonna put that in me, or not?" he moaned, his ass feeling so needy.

"I thought you'd never ask," Red XIII growled, kneeling down he started to eat the lion's ass out, causing Simba to groan in surprise. For a moment he was tense, gasping as he felt the other male's tongue lubricating him, but it wasn't long before Nanaki stood again and was taking Simba's legs and drawing him closer before he started to fuck the king's ass. Simba moaned as he threw his head back, he'd never been fucked by another man before... but it felt really good. His cock bobbed up and down in time with Red XIII's humps, the lion growling deep in his chest as he took deep swallows of the delectable air.

Time seemed to slip past as Simba found himself being fucked by the other male, thoughts about the blackmail and concern slipping away as he rubbed his nipples in pleasure. He didnt know when, but at some point Red XIII had him shift up onto the bed, getting on all fours before the hound was fucking him once more. "Gotta... fuck you... like the king you are," Red XIII growled into his ear, nipping his neck as Simba roared his pleasure.

The lovers Simba had had in the past were always gentle, maybe a nip here or there, but not Red XIII. He pulled Simba's long hair, nipped him here and there, pushed deep into the lion with predatorial growls. Simba's mind went nuts with the pleasure, his body ached where he was bitten, his nipples ached as the other man pinched them hard. He'd never thought he liked this, but Nanaki whispered into his ears how much he loved being treated like a play thing. The lion wasn't certain if it was something hidden away in him, or the scent changing his mind, but he was in love it all.

Simba came first, it was bound to happen, he'd never been treated like this before and it all overwhelmed him. Red XIII could feel him building towards a climax, he wrapped his hand around the king's cock, jerking him off until he released with a loud roar. He shot ropes of his cum over the bed's sheets, his eyes rolled back as his body sang with pleasure. Red XIII wasn't far behind him, plastering his insides with his own juices, the king of lions purring deeply as they both fell onto the bed. "I can't... pull out..." Red XIII chuckled, and Simba agreed, after all the beast had knotted in him.

"Guess... we're stuck like this..." Simba laughed, his eyes glazed with a mix of pleasure and the other male's special musk. He gasped in pleasant surprise as Red XIII kissed him, and the pair fell asleep a little while later, one still stuck inside of the other's ass.

[c]***[/c]

The next morning Simba awoke, his eyes bright as he sat up, watching as Red XIII brushed his teeth in the bathroom from the bed. For a brief moment he felt a flash of something... anger? That thought faded away under the whispered words of his lover, while the lion had been sleeping, Nanaki had other plans. With his musk, he layered new thoughts into the lion's mind, and that it would stay. They'd met up for their first nightly rendezvous, the pair having seen one another on a gay dating app. When Simba would next turn his phone on, the new app would be there, along with pictures of other men that the lion might like to try out. "Great lay," the lion purred, slipping out of bed, uncaring that he was completely nude.

"You took the words right out of my mouth," Red XIII chuckled, spitting out the toothpaste before rinsing. The pair met a moment later, kissing as they ground their cocks together, both hardening up. This close, Simba's eyes fluttered as that delectable musk lingered in his nostrils. "Want to roll around one more time?" the canine creature asked, grinning lewdly.

Simba should say no, he had things to do, kingly duties to get to... but moments later he was being pounded once more on top of that bad. He would get back to his duties... in another hour or so, for now he was glad to be fucked, his own coat of fur being coated in that amazing scent. When he left, the king would be planning out their next nightly escapade. Red XIII watched him go with a perverted smile, watching as the lion walked with a slight limp... after all, the canine had a large dick to go with his handsome looks.