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Demon Summoning Tsochan & Story (c) Russet'12 Nyx & Luna (c) Autumn

The mansion was long forgotten and abandoned, the grounds had gone to seed and few traces of their former neat splendour remained. Orchards and lawns had transformed into swathes of wild grass and tangled briars with the odd mouldering stone poking above the swaying stalks of wild grass. The house itself was a dilapidated monument to forgotten splendour, one of the outer wings had collapsed whilst the other had been gutted by fire and the old cast iron conservatory had long lost its glass panels and the formerly tame rose bushes had turned it into a thicket of thorns. Rising out of these sad ruins however was the core of the house, three levels of solid brickwork and a single, lofty mock tower in the style so favoured by the neo-gothic with gabled roofs lined by cast iron railings.

Inside the floorboards creaked, the furnishings that remained were dusty but it was a secure and dry refuge and had long been claimed by the rabbit twins Nyx and Luna. They had made it their home, colonising the rooms at the centre of the house, decorating them in their own unique styles using cast off, stolen or "borrowed" items from a variety of sources. It was cosy, safe and forgotten by the locals, it was just a dangerous ruin to everyone but the twins. The curse of curiosity led them on an exploration of the house, working their way into locked rooms, picking over the ruined wings. There had been a few scares when ancient wood shifted and settled when they disturbed it nothing untoward really happened to them. Until that is they made the discovery of the book. It was an ancient volume bound in leather wrapped wooden boards. The rear half lost in the conflagration that devoured the fire gutted wing which they surmised had been the library.

Nyx and Luna had poured over the book, reading the scratchy hand written notes and type set images with some difficulty. It promised power, questions answered and wishes granted. There were detailed notes on a ritual simply entitled "The Call" listing times of year, requirements and diagrams for circles of summoning, of binding and protection. A trip to town, a stolen almanac and a plundering trip to the local new age store furnished them with what they needed, slowly building their preparations as the night of the Red Moon approached. They'd found the perfect room in the house, at the top of the gabled tower an attic chamber with slightly sloping walls and a murky, pointed skylight in the roof. An afternoon of lugging boxes and chests of long rotted crap down the stairs had cleared a space. Then some more time spent carefully drawing the diagrams in the book and they were ready to give it a go as midnight approached.

"Nyx... Are you sure about this..?" Luna muttered timidly, watching as the blood from the gash Nyx had made in his palm dripped into the beaten copper bowl the ritual required be filled with "The blood of the Innocent." Looking up at his brother the shy snow white rabbit couldn't help but feel suddenly under-dressed for this. Neither he nor his brother was wearing much in the way of clothing at this time a night; Nyx was only outfitted in a pair of punky black pants, with a few worn chains hanging off the hip. A thin, chain belt wrapped around his waist to hold his pants snug against his svelte hips, made of strong tungsten with a clip to close it as wide, or small as he needed it. This left his pale, cream furred torso bare, unconcerned by his fur rippling in a faint breeze from the stairs as he held his Luna's paw over the bowl. Turning his head away Luna concentrated on what he was wearing. The sight of blood always made him feel queasy and sick. It was much more pleasant to admire the sleeker pair of silver gray jeans that he was wearing. One knee wrapped snugly by the length of a pink scarf, with an identical chain belt clipped snugly around his middle, hanging slack off his navel. He was also wearing a snug, body hugging two toned t-shirt that matched his snug jean. The rabbits were also wearing a collar around their neck; Nyx's was rather thick, hanging a little loose, with a small silver plate in the front that read, 'Nyx'. While Luna's collar was made from a thin strip of leather, snug around his neck, with a thin length of chain in the front, suspending a small heart shaped tag that read, 'Luna'.

Nyx tied a strip of cloth around Luna's paw when he was finished and leant over to ruffle his twin's ears drawing him out of his contemplation of clothing, "It was your idea." He quipped with a grin then bound dramatically to his feet so he could thumb across the pages of the ancient book, running through the check list of ritual components one last time. A wide 10 foot circle filled the centre of the room, with a smaller circle inside it. The space between the outer and inner circles was filled with ancient runes then a pentagram traced in the middle all drawn in plain white chalk.

A single red candle in tarnished, mismatched candlesticks purloined from around the house stood solitary sentinel at each of the cardinal points. Except at the north mark where Nyx carefully placed the bowl of Luna's blood. Tilting his head the bunny watched his twin for a moment before reaching out to stroke one of his stiff, quivering ears. "We have everything, candles, circle, 'blood of the innocent'?" he giggled tweaking his brother's ear tip, "It's just some fun anyway, no need to be spooked."

Luna pouted, shuffling away from his brother on his knees, backing up into the small pile of blankets and cushions he'd brought up with him to nest in, "Are you sure?" he queried as his nervous hands plucked a little pink moogle plush from the ground to hold onto, paws kneading at the well worn velveteen fur.

"Yes," Nyx said with a grin, setting the book atop the rickety music stand he was using as a book rest, "And the red moon... a lunar eclipse at midnight, just like the ritual say." Flashing a quick smirk at his wound up twin he turned away, raised his paws and looked up at the sprawling sky-light above. The full, crimson coloured moon was just moving into the spot between two of the window panes he'd timed as being midnight. Clearing his throat he began to read from the book, young voice pitched in a deep, sonorous tone he was glad to note made Luna squeak in fright. The words slipped from Nyx's lips, their deep, twisting, booming consonants hanging in the still air of the attic room, adding weight and a sense of dread to the already spooky atmosphere. Luna whimpered and clutched his plush moogle against his chest, nerves strung pretty high as he listened to his brother chant the "Words of Calling" into the quiet, pregnant darkness of the witching hour.

The candle flames flickered as the chant continued... the shadows in the corners of the room started shifting and flowing.... gathering, creeping, and becoming larger, more immense. The candle flames stretched, becoming tall and thin as a warm breeze started to flow around the outer circle, whipping the shadows, twisting the darkness behind each candle. As the bunny continued to chant his voice changed until he was singing the words of calling in a baritone that didn't seem possible from Nyx's slender frame. Luna watched in horror as the twisting shadows took on strange forms. Cowled figures made of shadow, their unearthly voices joining in Nyx's dark song. The dark harmony sunk into Luna's bones and made his teeth ache, the creak of the floorboards; the sound of the old, run down manor house shifting and settling in the night. The screeching echo of a night hunting bird, it all blended into the dreadful song. Overhead the Red Moon glowed, baleful light blending with the shadows, imposing a glimmering line of red lining the cowls of the shadowy shapes, washing Nyx's snowy fur in a blood red luminescence. As Luna continued to watch he realised his twins body was being shrouded in encroaching shadow, twisting darkness forming dark robes that hung from his shoulders. The candle flames roared higher, the cowled monks raised their arms, voices entwined with Nyx's own. Then bright blue fire burst along the lines of the pentagram, racing around the entire circle until every rune and chalk line was aflame.

Eyes wide at the display Luna leant half out of his nest of blankets, reaching for his brother, "Nyx... Nyx... Nyx!" his anxious whispering grew to a fearful little squeak, "Nyx! Cut it out... Please, Nyx, I'm scared..." Luna's quiet pleading went unheard against the backdrop of song and his nerve failed him when he realised to reach Nyx he'd have to leave the safety of his nest. Holding his small little pink mog plush close to himself; paws kneading the little pink moogle he could only watch, shivering with fear. Nyx continued to sing the ancient chants, eyes wide with wonder as the old tome actually worked staring in awe at the light show before him. It was beyond anything he'd been expecting, some brief chanting and a scare for Luna that was all, not this spectacle of the arcane. Worst of all he couldn't stop, he'd not turned a page since he'd started, but the words came unbidden to his tongue, each word in tune and time with the shadowy chorus.

As the flaring blue light outlining his chalk circle dimmed to an ember like luminescence Nyx intoned a series of words that made his throat hurt. They boomed through the air, encompassing the circle, a demand pitched on more levels of hearing then Nyx or Luna could comprehend even with their bunny ears. As soon as the words were out Nyx snapped from his trance.

"Luna... I can't... it's finished," he muttered quietly, slowly staggering away from the protective circle, turning to face Luna. He shivered as the warm wind blowing around the outer circle dissipated the shadowy figures and his flowing robe of shadow, reminding him of just how under-dressed he was.

A terrified squeal his brother made Nyx spin back around to stare at the summoning circle. In the centre of the ring the shadows were starting to swirl, to dance and then two bright amber flames crackled into being in the depths of the darkness! Nyx and Luna couldn't tear their eyes away from the flames, standing transfixed as the shadows continued their swirling, dancing, fluidly twisting movements. Minutes passed and with each continuing second the darkness took on curves, solid lines, shape, form and colour. Filaments of flexing tendrils sprouted from the shadowy dome that had formed around the fixed amber lights. Slowly they lightened in tone shift from black to a rich metallic maroon, hanging in straight waves to either side of a black muzzle that was emerging, moulding out of the darkness. Rounded ears, bright white fangs and a grey mask all formed out of the shadows. The flickering flames dimmed, becoming a pair of amber eyes that glowed from within whilst the rest of the coalesced shadows slimmed down, forming a svelte, black furred body. Shaggy fur that was ragged and unkempt in a shade of black that did not reflect the light covered this figures body, accented with hints of maroon around ankles and wrists. He blended into the lingering shadows, emerging from them as the moon and candles reasserted themselves, illuminating the dark figure of shadow who lounged naked in the centre of the circle.

Silence fell, the whispering chorus of voices that had lingered whilst the dark figure coalesced out of fire and shadow cut off. It was a harsh silence reminding Nyx how terribly alone they were in the mansion and then the dark figure spoke, "Who dares... to use the Call?" His voice was rich, powerful, a deep baritone that made Luna's ears vibrate as the harmonic undertones assaulted his delicate hearing.

Knees buckling under the assaulted of words, Nyx crashed to the floor boards under him with a thump and pained whimper. The twin rabbits could only stare in awe at the creature before them. Captivated by his eyes and the power in his words, each boy was no more than 16 or 17 years old, with absolutely no understanding of what they had done. Luna swallowed softly as he watched, a mix of horror and fascination warring for dominance in his stunned mind. He opened his muzzle some, but stayed silent, unable to find any words. Nyx had barely registered the question; he was blushing, unable to look away from at the sight of such an elegant demon before them. Dubious, curious and afraid he didn't know what to do, how to react, his eyes were drawn to the darkness that was the ferret's body then his eyes rolled wildly as he looked across the rest of the summoning circle. The blue lines of fire around the perimeter formed complete circles, meaning he was physically restrained but what else was held back, Nyx was unsure of.

The demon wasn't idle or stunned; he was taking his time however, stretching with a long, languid movement. Body shifting, back arching, bones cricking as he worked out kinks in his newly formed body. His bright eyes passed over the bunny boys, checking out their bodies, clothes... their wide eyed shock and then he noticed their collars. He smiled, a warm, gentle, almost inviting smile looking around for anyone else. Satisfied no one was coming he sat up and spoke to them again, lacing his voice with a deep, sub-harmonic rumble designed to cut through their shock without breaking it. He instead had every intention of taking advantage and speaking directly to their desires. "So... why summon me little ones? What dreams do you wish me," he gestured at himself then held out a paw to them both, voice dripping with warmth and promise, "To make come true tonight?"

"Dreams?" Nyx asked quietly, his pale eyes staring at the demon, the little snow coloured rabbits were still basking in awe of his simple existence. His wits scattered as they were it took Nyx another hesitant moment then pushed out of his cower, as if to simply test that he wouldn't be suddenly struck dead for moving. Once his back was straight he anxiously crept closer to the circle, eyes wide with fear as he reached for the book, slow and nervous until he could pull it off the lectern into his lap. He turned towards the section that brought the demon into being. The back of the book was burnt and crisp, blackened, illegible pages crumbled into charcoal when he tried to open them. He'd never given any thought to it before but the parts he could read were the summoning rituals and the binding diagrams, spells and incantations on how to call the demon. There was nothing about what demon it called or how to compel it to their bidding or send it back. Biting his lip, panic shining in his eyes the snow white rabbit gripped the book, causing more pages to dissolve into charcoal dust as he realised he didn't know what to do next, this wasn't supposed to actually work.

"W...What is it that you..." he managed at last, pausing to swallow and try to make his voice stop shaking, "Well... Do..?"

Rolling onto his side, shamelessly displaying his body the demon watched the twins with a lazily, predatory smile. "I do many things... I can make... all sorts of things come true... you just need to step in and ask."

"Nyx..." Luna warned quietly pressing himself tightly back into the pillows beneath his body, watching as his brother moved until he was sitting on his knees dangerously close to the edge of the circle. "Please... make him go away."

The blue fire that illuminated the circle flickered, reflecting off Nyx's white fur; he was fascinated by how the same fire did not reflect on the demons fur. If he heard his brother he showed no sign of it as he knelt in place, muzzle screwing up as he tried to calm his thoughts. He couldn't though, the thoughts running through his head were growing lewder, his cheeks slowly glowing pink as he lets his eyes travel up the demons body, trembling slightly as his thoughts dipped deeper into depraved and kinky thoughts. Raising his head he met the ferret's eyes, freezing there like a little bunny in headlights, knelt on his knees, only a couple feet from the edge. "...But, That circle's supposed... It's..." he muttered, still having quite a hard times speaking, or thinking clearly thanks to the unbidden thoughts running about behind his eyes.

The demon swayed up to his feet and stretched again, short, ragged furred tail swishing from side to side as his eyes glowed brighter, holding the rabbit transfixed. "I can't serve you from here can I Nyx?" His voice echoed, caressing the bunny gently, warmly, "Don't you want to... come in here, join me, feel me..." his paw glided down his chest, resting on his stomach, brushing his thick fur this way and that. "Come see what dreams I can bring true... for you...." his eyes glistened brilliantly, holding Nyx's own.

Nyx's hands trembled, falling subserviently to the floor, letting the book clatter to the ground beside him, pages carelessly scattering and flopping out across the floor, edges crumbling. The rabbit's body was trembling with conflicting emotions, desires and fears mingling together, his ability to look at them objectively slowly eroding, "But, I... I shouldn't, you can do it from there, Can't you?"

"Nyx don't listen to him..." Luna warned louder, his ears splaying forward as his body shook terribly, bundling his blankets tighter around himself, as his own cheeks begin to flush red at the scene unfolding before him.

The demon leant forward, a smile on his muzzle, perfect white fangs showing and pointed ears flicking, causing long, metallic hair to sway and cover his muzzle. "I could... but wouldn't it be nicer... more... intimate if it was me... and you... together... inside the circle.... loving, touching... kissing..." His voice was a low hypnotic purr, each little statement accompanied by a pause as he slid his fingers across his black fur. Or he stretched and shifted his limbs and torso to present a new, enticing angle for the bunny to stare at. Then as he whispered the word kissing he held out his hand to the little rabbit trapped in his gaze outside the circle. Nyx found himself staring at the proffered hand, admiring the perfect red claws, how they stood out against the darkness of his fur. The fact it never tried to cross the border of the wards, was never considered. The need, the desire to accept the ferret's offer left the bunny trembling, the sight of his body, and those amber eyes swallowing his own were all that mattered now. Slowly rising to his feet he canted his ears so they lay against the back of his head and slowly stepped forward, pausing near the edge of the circle to stare up into the demon's eyes. He shivered, a spike of fear, alarm, running like ice down his spine as the demon's gaze seemed to examine his entire body with one flick of his bright, compelling gaze. It lingered on the tented front of Nyx's trousers, the ferret's lips quirking into a warm, pleased smile. That was the last straw, that smile directed at his groin spurred him into taking that last step, without even giving his twin a glance he moved across the line causing the circle to flash, dazzling Luna.

Blinking to clear his vision Luna bit down on his lip, cheeks glowing red as he found himself staring at Nyx's trousers; now lying in a crumpled heap on the outside of the circle. Lifting his head his cheeks flushed darker as he realised his brother and the demon had moved when the border of the wards flashed. Sat in the middle of the circle, his nude, sleek bunny twin had his form pressed to the demons'. Settled in his lap, Nyx was staring up lovingly into amber eyes as the ferret played with the loose collar hanging from Nyx's neck, letting the entranced boy get used to the feel of his body.

Nyx emitted a tiny whimper of pleasure as he sank into the much taller ferret's arms; the small rabbit was barely 5' nothing. As he pressed in hungrily against the warm figure the rabbit moaned at the way the demon's fur felt like curly wire-wool. It snagged and tugged at his soft snowy body, the tangling, tugging touch through his fur was a sensual, teasing, pleasurable feeling; little tugs of pain followed up by a silky, smooth caress. Nyx's found he had spread his knees to straddle habitually about the demon's hips, letting his body sink against him. Hands resting against the insides of the ferret's shoulders he pressed his face into the ferret's thick, curly and shaggy chest fur, panting softly at the thought of a Demon embracing him. He tilted his head back as far as he could and still remain pressed against him seeking his eyes. Nyx shifted his body, twitching, trembling as he stimulated himself with every tug, pull and caress of ferret fur catching against his body. Quietly melting into his captor's gaze; lost in the brightly glowing pools of the summoned demon's eyes.

"That's a good rabbit... welcome, I am Tsochan, he who weaves and your wish is mine to grant. I can feel it in your mind, such a strong desire," he spoke directly to Nyx, paws gently stroking through white fur, letting the lapine feel the swelling bulge of demon cock against the his balls, a thick, warm shaft of hot black flesh pressing against Nyx's rocks. Next the ferret began to gently, yet firmly grind his body against the bunny. Tsochan's let his paws glide down Nyx's back, claws leaving red scores across the skin beneath his fur. "Now shall I show you what happens... when a demon... fucks a mortal?" The question oozed into Nyx's brain, the heat of the demon's touch his dark lust flowing into the bunny. The hypnotic desire in Tsochan's voice enhanced by the fel substance now infiltrating Nyx's body through the ferret's claws, "Is that what you want?" It was a question but also a teasing demand, an open invitation for Nyx to damn himself...

The masochistic rabbit arched his back under the touch the demon's razor sharp claws, heart pounding in his chest like the luscious treat that it was. Blinking slowly, hesitating, he tried to comprehend the demon's words through the fog of need burning inside him. Swallowing softly he let the demanding need fill his body. He welcomed the lessening of fear, the increased pounding of blood through his loins leaving his dick pressing firmly into the ferret's stomach. The thick, curly fur scratched and tugged at the sensitive flesh of his shaft causing it to twitch, pre oozing out of the tip. He sat up, hands slowly reaching to fold behind Tsochan's neck, quietly pressing his lips against the demon's own. He felt as if every fibre of lust in his body, as well as every creeping desire of the secretly romantic, and amorous rabbit was being dipped into, violated and drawn out. His kiss was loving, gentle, his hips grinding against scratchy fur, revelling in such a show of subservient acceptance. Letting the demon see that there was no part of his body and mind that did not want this.

Tsochan didn't disappoint, he kissed back, paws resting on Nyx's rump, playing with his bob tail. Lips and muzzle locked together, tongue tenderly, lovingly kissing the bunny back. The demon's cock was pressing against Nyx's balls and the base of his own hard shaft. A warm, shifting reminder of his current beau's lust pressed against his own. Holding the bunny firmly against himself, kissing with a lust and romantic tenderness he knew Nyx's body would be unable to resist. Tsochan ran his paws across his arse, claws making rich, red scorch marks across his rump to match those on his back. Nyx gasped against the demon's lips, whimpering at the way his claws were digging into his firm, luscious bunny cheeks, coaxing his hips to slowly lift in the demon's grip.

This set the demon's thick, stiff cock free, letting it slide down to prod against Nyx's small little snow drop tail, causing the rabbit to flicker the fluffy thing softly, making the demon growl in appreciation. Nyx pressed his body against the ferret's chest, lapping delicately across his tongue as he suckled affectionately about it. He continued to relax, moving this way and that as Tsochan started to shift their bodies, hands guiding the submissive rabbit down atop his waiting shaft. The ferret's fur scratched, tugged and tore at the rabbit's chest, wire-like fur stuck and tangled with Nyx's. It tugged on it, tearing, teasing and pinching. A constant reminder that this creature was not normal; his cock was another source of the strange. Very thick, a warm, throbbing and very, very long object that was large enough to tear Nyx open if he was careless.

Tsochan was not careless though, he teased between Nyx's warm, pert rump cheeks as he broke the tender kiss, his eyes finding Nyx's even as his claws dug into the base of the bunny's tail. "Are you ready? To learn what happens when I fuck a mortal?" His voice was a low, sultry purr, his claws scoring the flesh beneath the boys tail-fuzz, "There... is... no... going back..."

Nyx gasped as the kiss broke, panting softly against the stiff, wiry fur as he sat back with that thick length lewdly spreading the cleft of his ass. "I..." he swallowed, barely hearing his own voice, his mind had been trapped beneath layers of compulsion and sensation; slowly he nodded his head and muttered a single word,

"Yes."

The word cascaded in his head, echoing deeply as he leant in to kiss worshipingly across Tsochan's chest, ignoring the thin cuts and pricks across his soft lips as his mind wholly gave in to the demon's hypnotic control.

Tsochan turned his head, holding Nyx poised atop the tip of his cock, his bright amber eyes looking beyond the circle and meeting Luna's own wide eyes. He grinned at the sight; the boy had dropped his pink moogle toy and the little bunny was now hiding under a blanket. He couldn't hide what he was doing with his own paw, subtly touching over his stiffened bunny hood as he watched in terror and lewd fascination the show being played out before him.

Dismissing Luna from his mind for now Tsochan turned back to Nyx, dragging his claws up his back... leaving fine trails of blood from the thin line of cuts as he sliced the red marks from his earlier claw teasing open. The upwelling of blood was slow but it soaked into the bunnies white fur noticeably and left Tsochan's claws glistening. It caught the light as his paws cupped Nyx's head. Tilting his head back he grinned at the worshipful look on his toy's muzzle then thrust up hard. His cock tore into Nyx's rump, the hard length pressing firmly and lovingly into the boy's rump, grinding up into him even as he lowered his head and kissed his lips. Nyx's eyes went wide and his cries of pain were muffled by the kiss as he was roughly thrust into. It didn't take him long however before he was ignoring the discomfort, starting to work that dangerously thick length into him. Shuddering and groaning, grinding his body against Tsochan's as the demon's cock force its way into his snug tight arse, he tried hard to relax for that hot spire of flesh, as his silky walls squeezed smoothly about it, welcoming it.

Tsochan held the kiss for about a minute, before he let Nyx's eager, questing tongue part his lips and encounter the warm, moist object slowly surging out of his mouth. It certainly wasn't Tsochan's tongue, it was hot; round and leaking a substance that burnt into Nyx's tongue. Setting a fire of need racing through the bunny's blood stream the additional cock plunged into his eager, slutty little mouth from within the demon's muzzle. Nyx eagerly slid his tongue across the second, thick rod of flesh as it emerged from the demon's mouth, leaving the dazed rabbit's eyes wide with shock as he gulped around the leaking cock. Tsochan also continued to roll his hips, rocking more of his dick up into Nyx's pert rear. He tore at the soft ring of flesh, driving into it, spurting thick globs of pre that helped to slick the bunny's inner wall and let him drive his shaft deeper. The demon growled and dragged his claws across the bunny's neck then down his arms in a circling helix formation. He was almost absently drawing more lines, cutting through the delicate bunny's skin, causing more slowly weeping wounds. He also loved the hot sensations of tight flesh about two very sensitive organs and the way the rabbit was even now still grinding against him. Nyx would barely be able to feel the cuts, on top of everything else, his body, his scent and cum was all designed to make the boy crave more.

Luna's was still watching avidly, his little muzzle closed around his quilt, biting down on it to silence himself as he quaked in fear and shameful, perverse curiosity at what he was seeing. Nyx's wounds were starting to glow, his blood taking on a faint red sheen, illuminating the lines scored into his flesh by the demon's blood soaked claws. Whimpering the bunny shifted onto all fours, his hidden paw now beating at his dick eagerly, cheeks flushed red as he panted quietly at the sight. It was wrong, he knew it was wrong but he could see the demon's cock arching in and out of his twin brother's arse, another one bulging his cheeks, invading his muzzle... it was so hot, so surreal and Luna couldn't stop himself from stroking, tugging, fingering and teasing his body as he watched his brother being violated. The ferret's next thrust into Nyx however tore him open as his cock pulsed and seemed to grow. Luna could see tears falling from his twin's eyes and had to bite back a groan of pleasure as his furiously moving paw squeezed his cock hard.

Nyx meanwhile was lost in the constant, thrusting, rending, slickly grinding pleasure filling his sensitive rear. Glistening red blood soaked the demon's crotch, aiding his wild thrusts into the bunnies arse as it tried valiantly to contain the impressive length. The dominated little rabbit could do nothing but stare forward into Tsochan's eyes as he 'kissed' around the ferret's second cock. His tongue against its underside softly nursing the musky, hot, richly flavoured meat as he felt the demon carving tracks of lines into his flesh.

Growling in pleasure Tsochan leant back a bit, resting on his haunches so he could thrust deeper and harder into the bunny, tearing a nice, flexible new hole for his dick. The position also let him start sliding his other cock in and out of Nyx's eagerly sucking muzzle, fucking his maw eagerly. It wasn't just for a better angle that the ferret moved, he quickly pressed his paws against on the small of Nyx's back. Pushing firmly made the rabbit press forward against his stomach, making his cock ride over his rough, scratchy, wire like fur. The ferret's stomach dimpled under the pressure of Nyx's cock and then something gave and it plunged into a teasingly, warm ring of flesh. It was lined with sharp teeth at the entranced that scored circular patterns into the bunnies dick as it was engulfed. This helped to continue the ritual like carving of fine lines over the rabbit's body. Inside a slick tube of flesh engulfed Nyx's man-hood, warm and just the right length to fit snug against his needy flesh. It sent jolts of pleasure through Nyx's already tormented body and from the way Tsochan moaned he was enjoying it as well.

Lost in the demon's eyes Nyx found his body searching for ways to increase the pleasure he was feeling as opposed to reacting to the pain. His firm little hips pressed against Tso's stomach, sinking his smaller cock in and out of the little pocket of teeth. He squirmed in delight at the way the tight passage inside tugged on his needy shaft. He also wanted to howl in agony at the sharp mix of pain and pleasure. He kept thrusting with his hips however; he didn't want it to stop as his cries were muffled by the warm flesh filling his muzzle. It wasn't just the pleasure laden assault on his cock causing pain, the demon's shaft was continuing to swell, his rump gave only a token squeeze of resistance as the rod of flesh reaming his backside tore through him, slick with a mix of his blood and the demon's peculiar, red pre.

The demons claws scored across Nyx's stomach suddenly, a new source of pain to pull at Nyx's awareness. Tsochan was drawing lines with his claws again. The baleful demonic glow from inside the weeping wounds on his back and arms shone through Nyx's new cuts the moment they were made. The demon kept moving his hips up and down, pumping slick red pre into the rabbit's rear each time he thrust home. He was also pouring it down his obedient throat, the boys teeth long since subsumed and washed away by the thick infernal liquid. This gave the demon a slick, smooth fuck hole for his second cock even as his strange belly mouth sucked eagerly on Nyx's cock, tight flesh pressed around its length, squeezing it, trying to milk the boy. Sweaty fur, slick with lust and bunny blood pressed and tugged at Nyx's body, adding new scratch marks, creating a network of faintly glowing lines between the broader cuts Tsochan had carved with his claws. It wasn't hard for the demon to enjoy himself and despite the pain he could feel the pleasure his bunny was feeling. Pulling his head back Tsochan drew the length of the cock emerging from his muzzle out of Nyx's now smooth and eager face hole. His dick was red at its pulsing tip, fading to midnight black at its base, smooth and thick and glistening with saliva and pre-cum. Keeping the oozing tip of his shaft pressed against the rabbit's eager lips; the demon kept fucking with his hips, amber eyes still holding the bunny captive. He was trying to decide what to do with the rabbit when he finished, what to cause to happen to him.

Nyx weakly swallowed a mouthful of pre to stop it spilling over as it continued to flow from the demon's dick. Every drop flowed down his throat, burning and tingling in turn, infusing his body, transforming his flesh, enslaving him to his captor's will. Struggling to close his eyes, to hide from all the pain and melt into the pleasure he couldn't even blink. Dripping, and soaking in his own blood, a prisoner in his own body, trapped by a demonic stare and a burning desire for more. Suddenly Tsochan plunged his dick back into his muzzle and he stiffened, crying out in pleasure as his muzzle and then his throat wrapped about the invading shaft. Trembling uncontrollably he tried to move, to thrust his hips as the sensation overwhelmed his body. This sparked a few tortured little squeaks and cries of pain as his cock spasmed against the sharp pocket of teeth around it. Sinking as deep as he could manage he felt his bunny spunk splatter deep into the tight, massaging flesh, sucked away as the demon milked everything his nuts had to offer.

Nyx noted that the demon was grinning at him but he just didn't care about what, he just wanted more pleasure, to carry on riding the crest of orgasm, it had felt so good. A painful ache in his balls however signalled that he'd blown his load. He whimpered as Tsochan drew his cocks out of him, both pulsating shafts teasing the entrances into the boy's body. Gripping Nyx's arms firmly the ferret kept the mewling boy held in suspense for maybe a minute, before lunging his head forward, cock sinking into the bunny's throat and at the same time he drove his other shaft deep into bunny arse. Roaring the ferret unleashed a torrent of seed, ploughing it into Nyx from both sides. It was hot, it burned... it was cool, it made him tingle in pleasure even as it seared his insides making the bunny glow! The rabbit's world descended into agony, centred on his groin, the teeth encircling the base of his dick had clamped down and the tunnel his shaft was lodged in started to spin. More teeth were sprouting along the length of the tight, constricting flesh, shredding his dick. Then with a sickening schlurp it was torn out at the base, pulled completely inside the demon's tight stomach hole, devoured. Nyx felt like he should have passed out, the pain was unbearable but the command in those amber eyes continued to hold his attention even as his body started to swell as Tsochan continued to cum. The bunny squirmed on the throbbing meat ejaculating in his rear, groaning as his lower body bulged with the rushing torrent of liquid. He also gagged momentarily as the thick jets of cum pouring down his throat started to spill back out, oozing around the cock lodged in his throat, running down his neck and chest. The scored lines across his flesh slowly widened, glowing brighter as a network of cracks spread across his stretched skin until something gave and Nyx's body burst with a sickening squelch.

Blood, gore, visceral matter and red demonic cum splashed across Tsochan, making his black body glisten as both his cocks continued to spurt spraying the last of what was Nyx's body with cum. Tso moved his paws over his body, rubbing in the slick, warm liquid, moaning as he massaged it into his fur, revelling in the warm filth. His eyes burnt brilliantly amidst the darkness as a faint glimmer formed out of the darkness in front of him. For a moment it looked like Nyx, his body an outline of bright white light slowly being wrapped in thorn like chains. His face cycled through a medley of expressions and then locked on horror as he was drawn into the darkness, flowing into the demon. His soul dragged away by the creature he had given himself too. Tsochan however hadn't left; his glistening body was still sprawled in the centre of the circle, riding the last intense and pleasurable moments of his orgasm to a very satisfied end.

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Luna was still watching, eyes wide in horror at what he had seen. The image of his brother's body erupting in crimson light, then tearing itself apart to splash over the ferret's body was playing over and over in his mind. The boy, identical in every way to his departed brother gasped, his hand squeezing his own length, trying hard to hide the moan of pleasure. Biting down onto his quilt so hard his teeth sank through the fabric even as his dick jerked. Thick little spurts of bunny seed splattered his blankets, soaking them as he replayed the lingering echo of his brother demise in his mind. Quaking in sinful pleasure at the way the dark, shadowy figure had drawn him in, claimed him. Panting heavily, blushing terribly at finding the death of his brother erotic Luna glanced down at his spent dick. The weight of his shameful behaviour lay heavily on his mind and yet part of him wanted to start licking his paw clean. He had half lifted his hand to his muzzle when the sudden intrusion of a soft, satisfied voice onto his private shame brought his head snapping up to look at the demon.

"One, ah no I see," he purred, voice dripping with satisfaction, eyes sparkling as he regarded Luna with amusement, "Two wishes and desires fulfilled.... what I was summoned for is done.... shall I leave bunny?"

The boy found himself frozen, paralysed in fear at the bloodied presence before him. Luna's body started to tremble violently as the adrenaline and endorphins of his orgasm started to wear off, the reality of his brother's death starting to sink in. He moved his lips, muttering the word "no" or at least trying but no sound would come out as he shied back from the ferret's eyes. Unsure in his heart if he was answering the demonic ferret's question; or rejecting what had happened to his brother. Luna's ears were laid back, the fright creeping into his mind showing on his face as the ferret dripped and glistened in the mess of his brother. The meeker rabbit was quite afraid of blood, and the form before him was soaked in it and without Nyx it fell to him to do something, "I..." He managed at last, a timid squeak that failed him, becoming a squeak as Tsochan rose to his knees, blood and worse liquids oozing down his slinky frame. It was too much, too close and the smell was starting to reach his nose, driving Luna into a cowardly, speechless retreat, pressing tighter beneath his quilt, seeking reassurance in its warmth.

"Ah..." Tsochan crooned, languidly swaying on his feet, teeth reflecting the light as he smiled at the boy. All trace of the shaft that had emerged from his muzzle gone now that he had no use for it. "You don't want me to leave then?" he moved toward the edge of the circle, slick, wet fur glistening in the dim light shed by the candles. "Shall I step out of this circle, shall I grant you release from the pain of losing your twin?"

All Luna could do was stare at the crimson soaked demon standing in the centre of the room. The binding didn't seem nearly enough, it hadn't saved Nyx. Swallowing softly, still in shock from the sights he'd just seen, and the constant, dark red dripping off Tsochan's fur and claws Luna pressing back a little more into his pillows. The demon moved right up to the edge of the circle, pressing himself against the barrier, his body a slick, gore splattered shape. The thick coating of blood and other liquids clinging to his body oozed down his chest, splattering onto the tiles. Licking his lips, tasting Luna's fear he focussed his gaze fully on the little white rabbit, forcing his attention away from his body and the blood, making him concentrate on just his eyes, "Answer me.... yes... or no."

Luna fear at the sight of all that blood helped him to resist the demon's gaze. What was left of his twin was dripping onto the floor, slowly sliding across the wood as a thick viscous liquid. Cringing at the sight of the dark furred ferret's body he buried his muzzle into the blanket. He stared into those amber eyes for only a moment before he tilted his head down, staring instead at the demon's feet. The liquid was still dripping off of Tsochan, there seemed to be no end to it and the puddle around his feet was deep and thick, creeping across the floorboards. Retching quietly at the smell Luna squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head from side to side in denial, "...N-no.." he murmured quietly.

"Pity... I shall leave then..." Tsochan rumbled as he turned away from the edge, walking back toward the centre of the circle. His tail slapped the invisible barrier that made up the inner edge of the circle. Wet fur crushed against it as if it was simply a window, smearing a dark liquid that bubbled and boiled as his tail slid back to the floor. For a moment the barrier was visible, a shimmering wall of pearlescent force that faded away to reveal Tso again poised in the centre once more, stretching his arms above his head. "I shall enjoy indoctrinating your twin, my Nyx into my service."

Lunas squeaked as realization of what he'd been saying filtered through his shock. The demon was about to leave and with him any hope of seeing Nyx again. Shaking his he dropped the edges of his quilt and stretched out a paw imploringly, "N-no..! I mean... No... Don't go..." his voice was shaking in fright and he quickly averted his eyes, swallowing heavily, trying to suppress the queasiness from the spreading pool of blood and the sharp tang of blood filling the air, "Please... Please don't go."

Tsochan turned, arms falling by his side as he inhaled through his nose; chuckling at the terror in the air. It cut through the other stink easily. The rabbit was petrified and on the verge of throwing up at the sight of him but that wasn't the terror that was strongest. The most powerful scent was Luna's fear of being left alone. "I must..." he gestured at the circle, the dimming lines of fire, "The binding comes to a close, two wishes I have fulfilled, one of yours, one of his..." He let it hang, taking satisfaction in the whimper from Luna and the way the sound of his heart thumping harder filling his ears. "If you want me to stay... just say so... ask me to stay, formally and grant me permission to exit the circle or the magic will send me back..." His eyes grew wide, pools of luminous sincerity glowing like molten metal, "Ask me that and I will provide you with one more wish."

Luna scooted his seat closer, folding his blanket so he could quietly right his jeans beneath it. The voice was so smooth, sincere and honest; he risked raising his eyes, focussing on the ferret's wet stomach, taking a deep breath before speaking. "What'll you do..?" he asks quietly, inching closer to the circle as he fought the compulsion to raise his head and look into Tsochan's eyes. He could feel their heat on his white fur, the silent command in the back of his mind to look. He squirmed on his seat for a minute, hoping the demon would answer but he just stood there in silence and slowly Luna found his pale gaze flickering up towards those eyes. He stared for a second then tore his gaze away again but a few moments later his gaze creeped back up, seeking comfort, escape, "I... I don't want... that"

"I won't do that to you..." he smiled, a winning, friendly smiles, "I shall simply help you cope with the loss of your brother and then I shall go out into your world and enjoy it, sample its delights."

The demon's words were hypnotic, slowly reeling him in, body trembling as the weight of the situation collapsed atop him. It was an unbearable weight and sadness, "I.. I can't." he murmured in a last anxious attempt at denial, struggling to pull his gaze out of the demon's trap.

The demon just smiled, voice nothing but an oozing echo of shadow, "Then let me take the burden from you, let me take this all away, just say the word little bunny, break the circle, open the way"

Luna crept closer, shivering; his foot landed in something warm, wet and red. His eyes snapped down to stare at the blood oozing out of the circle. The binding wasn't stopping it, though he could still see the flickering light of the circle beneath. The lewd desire in his mind to look up, to let Tsochan have his gaze, his will and everything was so very strong. The oozing pool, the coppery scent of the room and the damp contact of blood pooling around his foot egged on all the fears in his chest. One last time his terrified spirit rose, a spark of defiance, a final demand, "Please... Don't hurt me!"

Tsochan was impressed by the strength of will this second bunny was showing. Sure it was weak and dying but it deserved some respect and he'd managed to make his demand a stipulation of his release so... "I will not hurt you physically bunny, and mentally I shall soothe the pain of what has happened." It was a fair offer and still fitted with what he had in mind for Luna. He watched as the rabbit held up a trembling hand, letting it hover in the air a moment, Luna's squeezed his eyes tightly closed and reached down. He cringed as his hand sank into the warm mess on the floorboards. The thick, viscous fluid pooled across the back of his hand as he scrubbed his palm through burning chalky outline of the circle. The blue fire went out and Tsochan was there instantly, his arms encircling Luna's body. Slick fur soaked the sticky mess of demon cum and former rabbit all over the boy's chest and clothes. His scent was rich, the metallic tang of blood mixed with the heat of ferret musk. It was overwhelming, causing the bunny to swoon. Strong arms carries Luna down to his knees, his partially conscious form propped against the demon's slippery chest so Tsochan could move his hands to grasp Luna's head and whisper one simple word directly into his flickering rabbit ears.

"Forget...."

Luna let out a long, drawn out moan, weakly wriggling as slithers of ice followed the word into his mind. He couldn't move, couldn't talk, the best he could manage was a whimper of horror as memories started to flash through his mind. Images of Nyx, his life, growing up, skipping school, his first kiss, each flash of remembrance was strikingly clear for a moment then began to fade. He could feel the cold in his brain leeching his mind away, draining each instance from his life into the demon. Tso touched on the darker memories too, teasing each one out of the depth of his mind, taking it away and leaving nothing. The vacancy spread until all but his name and basic motor and social interaction skills remained only then did the demon reverse the flow. Pulsing jets of warmth dripped in to fill the vacancies in the rabbit's mind. He implanted a desire to worship Tsochan, to make him happy, to please him, to obey his whims and most importantly of all to never leave the house. It took time however to change something as complex as a mind but the ferret was patient. The gore covering his fur had started to dry out by the time he was ready to re-awaken the bunny kneeling quietly before him. Satisfied by what he could see inside his new servants mind he ran his fingers faintly up his muzzle. The ferret then leaned in close to breathe another word into Luna's ears and bring him back to reality.

"Serve...."

Luna shuddered, pale eyes blinking open and he shyly blushed as he saw who was kneeling before him, squeaking he let his body press forward, eager for the wiry touch of his master.

"Go run me a bath little bunny, I'll be down shortly, clean yourself up as well," Tsochan's voice was stern, commanding and the rabbit leapt to obey, hurrying from the room quickly. Tsochan sighed and closed his eyes, leaning back into the shadows which flowed up to greet him. Smiling the demonic being started dissolving back into them, spreading out to cover the floor of the room. His shadows drew the pool of blood, cum, chalk lines and all the remnants of ritual into himself. He then reached out to the rest of the house; it would make an excellent residence once he was done restoring it. It had been a profitable night; he now had an in-house servant and the enslaved soul of another hot rabbit to repurpose into something useful. It would be fun introducing Nyx to his new servant boy, for now though he turned his thoughts from fun to claiming the manor and the estate. Once they were his he could turn to other entertainments, like the bunny downstairs drawing him a bath.

~fin