The Mongoose Court: Introduction
Welcome to the Mongoose Court, a series that I plan to run over on Patreon in the coming months. It won't be paywalled, but it will have a better presentation there than the plain text here. But you'll still see it. Anyway, the mongoose court, a series starring Prince Saunak, with a great deal of fun, sex, and humor. Enjoy this introduction to the world.
The Mongoose Court Introduction
"Mmmm, now that is why I keep you, Devdan. Excellent job."
"Hah...hah...thank you...my prince..."
Prince Saunak smiled as he rolled onto his back, sliding off of the elephant's cock in the process. The slimy feeling of the thick shaft sliding free of his hole drew a sigh of pleasure from the mongoose before he settled down.
Folding his arms behind his head, the prince glanced down the elephant. Devdan, as usual, showed no sign of fatigue, and his gold-ringed cock pointed towards the ceiling. He chuckled, poking the tip of the shaft with a toe before laying back against his pillows.
"You're dismissed. Do treat yourself to a nice meal, though. You earned it."
"Thank you, your highness."
The elephant bowed and left the room, leaving the prince to his own devices. Rolling on his side as his hole started leaking, Saunak glanced out the window.
Four of the thirteen towers stood in view, and he knew that if he just shifted his position, he'd see another two or three. Of course, they could see him too, but they'd probably looked away while he was having his fun. Well, perhaps not Savitr, horny prince that he was. He chuckled; he hoped that he'd put on a good show.
Pulling himself out of bed, he curled his tail over his bare rump as he walked to the window. Leaning against the stone windowsill, he looked down at the city -
And promptly backpedaled from it as a burst of flame leaped up in front of his face. A woman's voice shouted up at him from below as embers landed in his hair.
"Saunak! You're late!"
"And I'm on fire! Like always! Hahaha!"
Pinching out the fire in his hair before it could spread, the mongoose leaned out the window again. At the base of his tower, he spotted two family members, a sister in green and a brother in red. The former tapped her foot impatiently, and glared up at him as he waved.
"What am I late for?"
"Our meeting! Now get down here."
"Right away, sister craziest."
He ducked just in time to avoid another jet of fire, and gathered up his clothes from the floor. Not bothering with underthings - with how hot it was under the dome, he didn't need any extra layers - the mongoose pulled on his white silk pants and his purple and gold vest. He briefly considered some footwear, but discarded it. The streets were clean and well kept; there was no need.
Vaulting over the bed, Saunak used his momentum to carry himself through the air and into the spiral staircase. He landed on the railing and went with it, sliding along the smooth wood all the way down. He laughed the whole way, even as he passed by his harem chamber, until he finally hit the bottom and catapulted himself through the front door of his tower with a dramatic leap. He hit the ground rolling, and ended with a somersault before standing up with his hands up in the air. Bowing to his 'audience', he turned -
SMACK!
"...Ow."
"That was for calling me crazy."
"Wonderful way to change my mind, Shakti."
She shook her head at him before turning on her heel. With an imperious wave of her hand, she started walking alongside the moat, and he and Savitr followed. The white stone channeling the water was cool underfoot, and it made for a good walking path around the palace as a result. Cool places were rare in the domed city. The soft bubbling of the water also made it harder to be overheard, something he knew both Shakti and Savitr preferred.
He let the silence between the three of them stretch on, stretching out his arms as they walked. The feeling of his fun with Devdan continued to linger, particularly as he felt the slime from their coupling rubbing under his tail. It was pleasant enough, particularly as he imagined who he would choose when he returned to his tower.
Still, as they circled around from his tower to Shakti's, Saunak's patience waned, and he finally cleared his throat and spoke up.
"So, just what is this meeting for?"
"Your -"
"Perhaps you should let me talk, Princess Shakti."
"Fine. He listens to you more, anyway."
Savitr smiled at him over his shoulder, and Saunak smiled back. His older brother slowed until they were standing together, with Shakti a step ahead.
"The Old Blood are plotting again."
"Really? I thought they never stopped."
"Heh, true, little brother. True."
Shakti sniffed up ahead.
"As if they could do anything against father. Or me."
"Be that as it may, Princess, we do need to take them seriously. Administrators are valuable, and we don't need another dry season with the taxes."
She snorted, but went silent. Saunak preferred her that way. It was much less annoying. He turned back to Savitr.
"Anybody in particular you're worried about?"
"A new ringleader, actually. A raja by the name of Ankur."
"Is he well hung?"
Shakti sputtered ahead of them as his brother laughed. The prince smiled.
"What? It's a fair question."
"I'm afraid I don't know his intimate details -"
"Nor should you! Saunak, this is serious. We need -"
"I'm going to take a walk."
He turned from the moat, his hands behind his back as he turned his attention to the cobblestone roads leading away from the palace. His sister's sputters only made his smile grow as he walked away from them, but he kept himself ready for another bolt of fire in his direction. He had every confidence that Savitr could calm her down again, but it never hurt to be careful. How they could be twins, he didn't know. They were so different.
It didn't take him long to put his annoyances from his mind. His attention was already on the crowds of people and his path towards the far side of the market district, where the streets would be less crowded and the rich men more numerous.
After all, if he was going to get someone's attention, he wanted as few distractions as possible.
The End