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At the Clockwork Terminal, a lone knight checked his coat for tears, brushing off any loose gear-dust that had accumulated from previous excursions, and letting the Wolver fur fluff out beneath his greaved hands. Just another routine run down to Moorcroft Manor to get some goods from Basil before the wares shifted, he thought to himself, stomping one foot and then the other to get his boots on firmly, latching them up to the top.

"Right," he said, steadying his nerves- despite his two-star outfitting, it was the knight's first time on a lone expedition, and he was a little more than nervous. Stepping onto the lift, it clanged its cage up around him loudly, giving him a jump before descending slowly into the depths of the Clockworks. The knight leaned on the hilt of his sword, letting it half-support his weight as the elevator moved downward, seeming to take longer than usual.

At last, it seemed, with a burst of steam, he arrived to depth 1, and the bars that locked him inside that ominous metal lift screeched down into the floor, smoke rising from the motor of the lift. Not a good sign for the next knight, he reckoned, but with the next downward elevator ahead on the path, that lift would be useless to him. Grabbing his Calibur just below the blade, he set out- but not before tugging his Wolver Cap extra snug over his face.

Aside from the idle whir of machinery and gears, the Clockworks seemed eerily silent with the absence of team members, and the knight busied himself with slashing at metal blocks, destroying them with a single swing, searching for that glowing button hidden beneath one. It proved difficult to find- until he caught an undestroyed block out of the corner of his mask and slashed it, revealing the treasure hidden beneath.

"Couldn't hide," he gloated, smiling beneath his mask. Click. There was a sudden rustle from behind, and the knight whirled around, his shield flaring to life as he spun, just in time to block a devastating blow from a towering Lumber; its thick, wooden club-arm crashing against the knight's blue force field and sending him flying backwards. "Oof! Stupid move!" he grunted, and as the Lumber recovered, the knight dashed forward, slicing thrice, then thrice again until finally that creature knelt at his feet, small green explosions rocketing through its body before it collapsed.

The knight wiped the sweat from his brow, or at least mimicked the gesture--his gloved hands could do little through his helmet. I've gotta pay more attention, he chastised himself before setting forth through the gate, mostly eager to see what the rest of the Clockwork Tunnels had to offer him. And it didn't take long for the knight to meet his next challenge, three Gun Puppies flipping out from the floor, two of which were retrofitted to shoot rockets, while the third, clad entirely in red, charged up its flamethrower from behind. Diving to the right, the knight once more flared his shield, blocking missiles from smashing into him and the flame from behind from igniting him.

The blue glow of his force-field grew darker, turning orange-yellow, and the Wolver-clad adventure rolled back to the left, flicking off his shield to let it regenerate as he dashed forward, slicing once at the leftmost Gun Puppy, narrowly avoiding a rocket before slashing again. The second Gun Puppy's rocket then slammed into his chest, knocking him backwards and sending him into the third's flame, igniting his coat with ease.

"Shit!" the knight cursed, although his helmet muffled the word into an unintelligible blob of sounds. Fighting through the flames, he gave three swift chops to the crimson-painted Gun Puppy, destroying it and turning to shield just as two rockets slammed into that holo-blue. "Now for you!" he cried valiantly at the left rocket-turret, charging forward towards the one he had already damaged, chopping twice, destroying it, and then shielding before the final Gun Puppy's missile could knock him into ignition.

For less than a second, the knight paused, still shielding as he calculated an attack. Then, dropping that protection, he dashed forward, his Calibur slicing through the air until it smashed into Gun Puppy's chassis, smashing it into a crumbly pile. He centered his mask before continuing onwards, spying a trio of Gremlin- two Thwackers waving their axes menacingly, and a single Mender, wand aglow with green.

The spelunker jogged forward, dodging the first Thwacker's axe and shielding against the second, coming in close enough to deal two devastating blows before being forced to retreat. The Gremlins' axes respawned in their grasp and came arcing down with a powerful smash, shattering the adventure's shield, while the Mender nervously aimed his wand at the Gremlin injured most, only to fail his healing attempt when the knight ran forward and delivered a killing strike, while sending the second Thwacker hurtling backwards from a sideswipe.

Wasting no time, the adventurer pivoted on his heels and sped after the Gremlin, his sword cutting into the Thwacker through his axe as easily as it streamed through the air. Then, there was only the Mender left, and the knight took a single step towards it. With a clatter, its wand fell to the floor as the Gremlin turned to run, blocked by extended spikes. It twisted to the right; its feet bumping into each other and turned the monster's flee into a flailing fall.

The Gremlin landed with a thud, its left side nearly skewered by spikes as they shot up from the ground. In his frantic-ness, he had ran straight into a dead-end, the platform of this Clockwork's level frayed and guardrail-less. Slowly, the knight approached, walking with deliberate steps towards the fallen mob, his sword bobbing with each stride. Feebly, the Mender attempted to reach out for its wand and send a small spell-bolt, but by the time it extended its paw the adventurer kicked it away, sending it spiraling to the depths below.

"Ni..." it called out in its foreign language, glancing back at the Wolver-clad knight with fearful, shaking eyes. "Misapi kei neio zy!" the critter cried out, its words unintelligible to the approaching knight. His Calibur swung to the Gremlin's neck, pointed edge just barely pricking that brown-red furred flesh.

"Pitiful," he sighed, rearing back his sword for a wide, head-lopping chop. He paused, however, holding his sword outstretched in the air. That sad, helpless shuddering froze him in place, unable to strike. Then, with a sigh, he lowered his sword to the ground, unable to kill the defenseless Gremlin. The creature blinked out a few tears from its eyes, and bowed to the knight, crawling forward and pressing its lips to its former attacker's boots in gratefulness for sparing its life.

Turning his head the adventurer spotted his exit-lift, and attempted to head towards it, only to be unable move an inch from his spot. That Gremlin held at him tightly, kissing his shoes over and over. With a shaky paw, the Mender grasped at its would-be defeater's waistline, crawling itself up and pressing its face into the knight's crotch. "W-what?" the spelunker gasped, stumbling backwards, thankfully landing softly due to his coat.

The Gremlin cleared its throat, and with a wavering voice spoke out, this time speaking clearly. "I-I owe y-you a life-debt f-for sparing m-me..." It looked down at the metal clockwork floor. "H-have I done so-something bad...?" it asked, trembling its lower-lip. A small bulge had formed beneath the knight's armor from the Gremlin's nuzzle.

"Just get out of my sight," the knight grunted, placing his hand between the Gremlin's goggles and pushing it back. "I didn't save you to get my dick sucked- I just can't kill an unarmed creature."

"B-but you s-spared me all t-the same..." the monster mumbled, crawling forward and placing its paws on the knight's waistband and yanking down, his leggings bundling around his ankles, causing him to topple backward as he retreated. The flap covering the knight's crotch flipped backward, exposing his nudity to the Gremlin.

"W-wait dammit!" he cried out, and the creature paused its advance. "Tell me at least- are you male or female?"

It seemed to chuckle a little at the question, pulling up its shirt and revealing a noticeable bump on its crotch. "All Gremlin in the Clockworks are male," he revealed, and continued his advance, oblivious to the knight's sigh of disappointment.

"Nope, not gonna happen," the knight said, reaching for his Calibur, only to find it knocked out of reach. He kicked his legs, pushing himself backwards, only to end up pinned against the edge. "Fuck..." he grunted, that Mender continuing its advance.

That Gremlin licked his lips, wetting them as he placed a clawed hand on the knight's leg, moving up to his thigh and pushing apart the appendages. "I'm going to repay you now..." he said with a soft whisper, nosing beneath the knight's upper-armor, gently exhaling against the dark-blue member below.

Behind his mask, the knight flushed red. If only he had killed the beast he'd be on his way down to the next level, not with an enemy whose nose pressed against a shamefully erect crotch. "Stop!" he tried to say, yet the words tumbled in his throat, coming out as an unconvincing squeak.

As if to mock the knight's shaky dismissal, the Gremlin churred out in reply, "Feel nice... I very experienced with brothers..." and planted a wet smooch right at the base of that semi-hard cock's head. "Nnm... smell nice, too..." he mumbled, nose at the very tip of that now hardening length. His kiss increased to a short lick with a rough tongue, lapping at the underside of the spelunker's prick slowly.

"Aagghh," the knight groaned, placing a gloved hand on the Mender's forehead and pushing firmly, only to succeed in shoving himself backwards. "I... don't... want... this..." he grunted out, though his legs gave a small kick and a rush of pleasure shot up his spine as that frenulum of his indigo member was given short licks.

The monster didn't respond, his nose sliding down that length, mouth open until it reached the base of the knight's member, and he closed his maw around a dark pair of balls, humming them in his muzzle for just a moment before sliding his tongue all against them and giving a firm suck backwards, pulling with his lips. He released the orbs after a moment's pause, and allowed them to slink back up against that shaft, a bit plumper than they were before said slurping.

"Ngh... quit... that..." the knight managed to spit out between pants, unintentionally spreading his legs even wider apart, allowing that critter better access to between his legs. His face behind that mask was blushing deep crimson, thankfully unseen to that Gremlin under his armor, whose lips were currently tilted sideways, sucking on the bare shaft of his length with admitted skill.

Pulling back with an audible and very intimate exhale on that arousal, the Mender once again spoke. "Nmm... knight is really tasty..." with a small chuckle, kissing once more that cock, stretching his mouth around the very thick head of the Clockworks delver, slipping the entirety of that length into his maw, hilting the girthy cock in his throat without so much of a gag. "Mmngh!"

"F-fuck!" the knight cursed out, actually thrusting up his hips with the sudden warmth that engulfed his member. No sense in denying it, he thought, it did feel good... great even. How far could he take this? With an inexperienced motion, he placed his gloved hand atop that Gremlin's head, lightly pushing down and running his fingers through that fur, rubbing it as if to coax the tinkering creature down further on him.

Flicking his ears, the Mender looked upwards from the knight's lap, lips wrapped around that beefy blue cock, slurping and bobbing his muzzle along that length. "Mmh?" he asked, his mouth full and voice only sending a vibration along the spelunker's indigo shaft. The glove atop his head urged him to take that length deeper, and that's just what the creature did, stuffing that fat rod down his throat, and pressing a cool brown nose to the knight's cockbase.

Breathing heavily, that explorer took a deep breath. "Aahh... enough of that," he said, this time his voice cooperating and booming dominantly. "If you want to pay your life-debt, you're going to turn around and spread your cheeks wide..." Maybe it was just the haze of pleasure blocking out reason from his mind, but the knight was too aroused to give up a willing hole.

The Gremlin's eyes widened, pulling backwards off the knight's length with a soft pop as his lips released it. A lone line of spittle trailed from the cocktip to his lower muzzlelip, which he wiped away quickly, before stammering out, "Y-yes! R-right away!" with an embarrassed blush on his nose. He turned away, lifting up the back of his cloaking shirt, and pulled down his trousers, revealing a brown-furred buttocks, a pair of round cheeks spread apart from his forward bend, and a pink entrance in their midst. "I-is good...?" he asked, deep red in the face.

Standing up with cock in gloved hand, the knight grinned. "Perfect," he smirked, stepping out of his armor bottoms and poking the heavy, fat tip of his cock against that soft hole. "Do you practice this with your brothers too?" he asked rather crudely as he stroked along his shaft, dribbling precum to slicken up that hole, swiping his cockhead along that tush as he spoke, enjoying the feeling of fur on his indigo flesh.

"N-no... is forbidden to do..." the flushed Mender mumbled out, nervously touching the floor. A chocolate colored member, foreskinned thickly, dripped pinched between his thighs. He was very much aroused from the position and that knight over him. "A-and... please gentle..." he murmured out, closing his eyes, wiggling his rear slightly as if to invite that spelunker in.

"Heh, virgin are you?" he asked rhetorically, already starting to prod his tip against that warm hole, pushing in slowly at first, before succumbing to that gripping sensation, and pressing himself fully in with a grunt, heavy pair of blue nuts smacking up against the Gremlin's own. Guess that makes this gay, he thought. "Ffhh... sure tight enough to be..." he grunted, giving a sharp exhale and starting to pull backwards, that behind gripping him tightly, squeezing on all sides of the intruding cock.

The Mender squeezed his eyes shut, the length between his legs spurting out a hot line of precum down onto the Clockwork floor, more of that slick liquid dribbling out of his café-brown overhang. "Aa...aahh..." he moaned, that very first thrust smashing up against his prostate and nudging it firmly with that dark-blue cockhead.

"Goddamn..." the knight groaned, placing his gloved hands on the Gremlin's brown hips, holding him steady as he began to pump into the creature's tight, squeezing ass. That pink ring stretched around his member, almost adhering to it with his thrusts, before finally the explorer gave a loud grunt, and shoved himself fully in, knocking up against that prostate again, and continuing to do so as he gave quick, short, and hot pounds into that rear. "Hff... hff..." he panted, leaning over the healer as he thrusted into his rump.

Below, the Mender cried out in pleasure, that knight's cock the perfect size for an inexperienced hole such as his own, thick and long enough to stretch and hit all his pleasure-zones, yet not so big that it tore him painfully. The constant sensation to his prostate brought stars to his eyes, as if stunned, and he howled out as a powerful orgasm jolted through his entire body, that chocolate colored cock between his thighs twitching and spurting out, releasing its spunk over the ground in thick, creamy arcs of cum. "Aaahhhh!"

And with the Gremlin's orgasm came a firm clench around that cock invading his behind, squeezing it so very tightly and holding it snug, seeming to tug it deeper and milk the shaft of that indigo colored length. Even the most experienced knights couldn't hold up to such an assault, and that explorer was nowhere near that level. He moaned out, throwing his head backwards with an orgasmic yell, a pulse of energy escaping his body and a rush of heat entering the Gremlin's own, pumping him full of that sticky-hot knight-cream. "Hhaaa!" he exhaled, a visible haze appearing in the eye-holes of his helm, lightheaded from that intense orgasm.

The healer groaned as the thick spurts of knight-seed entered his body, spilling heat into his ill-prepared behind, and filling his lower-half with the gooey warmth of another male. "Nnhaa..." he managed to mumble, before falling forward on his chest, passed out in a puddle of jism from the pleasure buzzing through his body. A line of lightly glowing, white-blue cream dripped from his stretched pucker and down a brown-furred taint, drooling over his sack before dripping down into his trousers.

Stumbling backwards, dizzy from his orgasm, the knight stepped back into his armor's lower-half, pulling them up and securing them tightly. With that Gremlin knocked out, peacefully slumbering away with a heavy load in his ass, it'd be the perfect time to strike a killing blow--but something steadied his sword before he could even lift it over the creatures head. If he couldn't kill the unarmed creature before, why would now be any different? Lifting up his mask, he spat over the edge of the Clockworks, before re-securing it.

Where'd that elevator go...