FSE

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Controlled from Head to Toe

The heavy step of his red paws pressing down into the dirt found this strong and muscular feline lifting his way up a nearby hill on his way towards the dirt path needed to take him towards the closest town. Dark armor covered his body in thick and heavy plates while every step he made left those paws sinking that much deeper into the dirt. The red that shown out easily against that black armor showed off it's curves and lines while the long and dangerous spikes that lifted off of his shoulders and other points of common contact with those enemies that rise up against him. This charr was not a creature to be messed with, the common war had drove him to be more careful, more cautious, and far more deadly. As he looked back over his shoulder to peer down the hill from between his shoulder spikes this feline looking beast stood there only for a second. The continued advance that he'd make brought him over the edge of that hill and right towards a few low hanging branches that were entirely unfortunate enough to find themselves in his way, something that they'd grow to instantly regret. Normally a fighter of his skill and talent could have seen those branches, but the steel plated eye patch that this creature wore over that left eye prevented him from such an easy task, and with his head returning to the front the branches struck out with their final defense, being snapped and torn away with a sudden lift of slashing claws across their surface. A tinge of frustration kept with him on this, even when he looked out towards the road he'd been looking for, on the sudden attack that came from him not bring more cautious. He may have been known for being a bit "out there" at times, but that alone didn't devalue him as the true warrior he was.

"Loki." The voice that spoke out to him forced his body to tense, his muscle to flex, and his body to turn entirely in the direction that he thought the voice had spoken from. A puzzled look wrapped that face and Loki's body was forced to relax a bit when he couldn't find anything from where he was looking.

With a heart racing and his body needing to relax Loki would turn back to the direction he was going, looking for that road once again. He could forget the name he thought he heard, sometimes a person just thinks they hear things, but what was far more difficult to ignore was the feeling of something knocking at the back of his mind, the feeling that his shifting feet couldn't get him away from whatever might still be out there. Hands moved back over the top of his head, tracing through the raised mane and even finding a moment to grip those long and sharp horns that reached back from his skull along the line of his curved neck. This feline felt this continued to pressure, no matter what he tried, no matter how forward he walked, and with a shiver passing through his body the same comment of his name flowed through Loki's head forcing him to turn around once again.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" Loki called out deeply, claws within his gauntlet hidden under the steel fingers that wrapped around them. He didn't know who was messing with him, but he did know the dangers of his dragon torn land and wanted to make what he considered an attack end before he was harmed by it.

The steel grey fur that shifted from behind a nearby tree forced those eyes to widen. This charr looked on at another of his race, but a completely different color. Even their horns were similar though Loki's were a bit more back. The sight of this creature that came before him drove the red furred feline into a fast lean, a lowering of his body that showed he was ready to strike out at anything that happened to come before him. It was only after he spotted what was there that he'd find himself relaxing, that soft thumping in his mind continuing, even if a bit more rapid now than before.

Loki released a deep sigh, and a shake of his head while the long blink from his eyes lowered his head down towards his feet. By the time Loki looked back up again a generous smile wrapped around his lips and the gentle chuckle filled his lungs, "It's just you Shattered. I was about to tear your head off. What are you doing out here?"

The darker feline laughed, blue armor covering his body with crystals tethering floating spikes to shift and bob around the shoulders and forearms. It was the soft shrug that clued Loki in that his long friendship with the grey cat wasn't going to be ending anytime soon, but the deep and booming voice that filled his throat was so similar to the name that had been called before that this red feline knew it was Shattered all along. "I just thought I'd follow you and make sure you're not getting into any trouble."

"If you wanted to come along you could have just announced yourself sooner instead of being all creepy in the bushes."

White smiling teeth shown through the steel grey snout, "But then I don't get to see you get all worked up." Shattered was already stepping towards his friend, closing the distance between them in order to catch up on the length on this hill, but even that wasn't going to take too long so that these two could stand together at this peak.

"Next time I'm not going to stop myself. I'm going to beat on you and give you wedgies and stuff." Loki's hand lifted to his head once again, the feeling of something there besides just himself, echoing in the depths of his mind while those eyes clenched. Shattered continued to stand there, watching the spectacle, but knowing that Loki wasn't in any pain. The easy smile that touched those still exposed teeth gave Loki the message that his friend was learning so much about him today, and soon the soft gasping rose with the presence fading away. The gentle whisper in his mind telling this red horned-feline to do something, to take off Shattered's boots, a whisper that Loki struggled again and soon charged the grey feline over.

* * *

Mind control was a very delicate thing. Shattered happened to be a mesmer, a type of being with very specific powers, but he wasn't malicious with them. Instead he'd seen that Loki was struggling with something as of late, noticing that the red feline had grown more and more distant to him as friends. It could be the war, it could be the hunt for those dragons that tended to terrorize the landscape, but above all Shattered didn't want to lose such a treasured friend over stress. When Loki charged in so quickly it wasn't to do harm to his friend, but instead to wrap those hands around Shattered's boots and pull the steel grey horned-feline off of his feet. He landed on the ground with a thud, his left boot gripped in Loki's hand as he pulled at it, liberating the foot quickly and tossing such a thing to the side. He could look into Loki's eyes even now and tell that the red warrior was still very much in control over his own actions, but with very subtle whispers and prods Shattered would be able to help guide the actions of this friend. Maybe his prodding was a little too precise, though, with the amount of force Loki was performing with his suggested actions. It made Shattered nervous at first, but when he saw that Loki simply wanted those boots off like he whispered to him it helped the steel grey mesmer to relax.

"You had me going for a bit. I got a little scared." Shattered admitted, seeing Loki looking over his boot and ignoring the small talk at this point.

Loki had to acknowledge that the boots were very well designed, far more than most standard footwear that was passed around these places. The interior was soft, well padded, and amazingly maintained. These boots were designed to protect the feet from all points and keep them from thickening and growing blistered or calloused from the long journeys that these warriors go on. Even the scent that rose from the boots, the scent of thick and well treated leather touched the nose of the red charr while he discarded the boot to the side with an easy motion. Already he was starting on the next, but his eyes couldn't lift away from that newly exposed foot for very long. The whisper that entered his mind told him so many things, but among them was the voice that told him to touch the foot, to rub it, to feel it. Only after the second boot was removed would Loki follow through with this direction, reaching his hands to grip tightly around the ankles and lift them up the soles of the feet against his breast plate. The texture of fur in his hands was cut off, though, by the metal that covered his red body, something that he'd do away with quickly in order to continue such a thing.

Shattered typically didn't meddle with his friend's mind, but Loki had been stressed and distant lately. It was only for his friend's sake that he'd entered tried to enter Loki's mind to begin with, but now that he was here, now that Shattered knew what the red feline's true feelings were, he wanted to help his friend, to relax him, to bring out his pleasure and help to make him happy. This was only more obvious when the dark steel grey creature watched Loki begin removing his armor, dropping the black steel down to the side. First it was just the shoulders, but then as the chest and upper body were removed as well the sight of that fur covered chest made Shattered's heart jump with an excited thud against the inside of his ribs. Again those fingers wrapped around his dark feet, feeling the hand gripping and rubbing against them, even bringing those feet up against his soft and fluffy cheeks that left this crimson feline nuzzling against it. Despite the boots the feet were very clean, and thanks to those same boots they were very soft to the touch. Every motion that Loki made with those feet brought his snout, his chin, his cheeks between the toes, spreading them and even planting a soft and delicate kiss against the ball of the foot.

As those echoes of Shattered's influence began to fade the motions with those feet, rubbing them over his face, his neck, his shoulders, and his chest, failed to fade. Loki only needed those whispers to push past the embarrassing notion of wanting to express his desire for such soft feet, but now that such a wall had been torn down the red horned-feline continued all on his own. There was still the occasional direction now and then, to nuzzle between the big toe and the rest, to deliver a kiss to the side of the ankle, to help drive an easy moan from the depths of that dark grey throat, but these were much fewer than before, giving Loki the motion and room that he needed to pleasure Shattered all on his own.

"You're feet are so soft." Loki spoke up in a very soft tone.

"I know. I take very good care of them." Shattered spoke up from within his armor, smiling as he reached around behind him to pull something from his inventory pouch kept on the back of his belt, "Let me help motivate you on what to do here, Loki."

Trapped within those fingers, but in perfect view of the red feline's sight, the movement of a hand showed a jar with rich golden honey inside. The glass container tracked that sticky fluid deep within the jar, but as it was turned to it's side that slow moving treat started to stretch its way down from the rim and down towards those toes. At first it didn't connect at all, moving slower and slower the longer it was held, but when those toes flexed and spread it would come over the surface of that foot, flowing between the digits to squish and shift with every angle that was presented to it. Even there Shattered felt his breath purring out from his lips, the cool texture of honey passing over his soft and clean paw to show just how delicate those feet really where without those boots on it. With the other foot getting the same treatment this mesmer's mind stretched out to Loki once again, filling his head with a single thought, a simple word that started the interaction all over again.

"Lick... clean..." These were used in the depths of Loki's mind, driving a heated blush across his lips while he took this advice and did as he was requested.

When those red digits took hold of Shattered's ankles once more the honey covered hind-paws were presented before that face with very little effort, the same little effort that it took to start delivering a hot and long lick across the surface of those paws. The flavor of the golden cream only added to the already delicious flavor that came with those clean toes, but the long and deep lick passed that rough and dexterous tongue between them, even wrapping around them to pull those digits into his mouth for a long and deep suckling that even drive Loki to moan from the sensation alone. He could feel the claw of that toe over his tongue, the soft feeling of the squishy toe against the flat of that mouth muscle and the roof of his mouth. More and more he sucked up it, tasting it, drawing the flavor off of it, and loving every single he could spend doing so. Heated moans from both sides left Loki to shutter at the taste he was getting, but soon that toe would pop free from his lips and those newly closed eyes would be made to open half way while his burning red cheeks showed the clear expression of being drunk with lust.

Loki's tongue passed over every soft wrinkle, every gentle curve, every bend that the foot was able to move. With that tongue crushing against the soft paw-pads the tip of his red snout pressed against the dark steel colored fur, nuzzling it, grinding the fresh and clean scent off of it and pulling golden strings of honey off of the tips of the toes to run down the brim of his crimson lips. Half closed eyes exposed those intentions, but even with the last bits of honey connecting the foot to that face Loki couldn't help but continue to nuzzle into it, loving it, praising it, and purring deeply against it. The texture of that foot over his face continuing to leave this red charr embarrassed at his actions, but pleased that he was able to perform them with such a close friend. When warm breath tickled over those soft hind-paws those eyes once again closed to focus entirely on the sensation of them bending over his snout and leaving him to enjoy that feeling. The honey having gone away and leaving Loki to simply treasure the curves of those beautiful paws.

Shattered entered that mind once again, finding the thoughts that were in the front of Loki's head. The thoughts that he understood drove this dark mesmer to start removing his blue armor, taking it off and resting the shoulders pats, the gauntlets, the bracers, and the breast plate all to the side, driving himself to be bare and naked like his friend. Even those full plate pants, those grieves, were being removed as best they were able without disturbing the worshiping attention that he'd driven his red friend into. Shattered knew his friend, he knew what Loki wanted, and he was planning to give it to him to his specific wish and need. It was the least that the dark grey feline could do after receiving such an amazing foot loving. Even that affection to his sole and toes was something that Shattered hadn't expected to happen so extensively. The soft murring touch to his lips gave this mesmer all of the chance that he needed to soak in the attention, the love that he was drawing from all of this attention and Shattered had to admit that Loki had quite a bit of talent when it came to his paw play, honey or not honey.

"L... Loki." Shattered finally found himself speaking out loud, unable to even want to speak directly into his friend's mind at this point, "Take... take your armor off. It's my turn to reward you for enjoying my feet so much."

It took Loki a bit to pull himself away from those feet, his eyes never leaving them while he felt himself already starting to pant just to the idea of what was about to be given to him. Hands clumsily fumbled around with his belt, pulling at the leather and buckle until finally it was pulled free and those black steel grieves were dropped down to the grassy hilltop in order to being himself into being entirely nude for his friend. That thick and meaty feline member exposed well to the air as it throbbed and shook from the sensation of need that had been coursing through Loki's body for some time now. Every shaking breath that he took kicked that dick in place, showing itself easily to the wanting eyes of that steel grey mesmer. Shattered shifted, pulled himself behind Loki so that when those grey hands wrapped around the charr's body he could guide his red friend to lay down on his side, allowing them to be closer than ever before.

* * *

Soft kisses against the back of that red neck, through the thick mane that existed on that neck, helped Shattered inform Loki of the pleasure he was about to deliver to him. The grey feline had no idea that his friend was so very into those soft padded paws, but now that he knew this mesmer also knew that he had to give his crimson friend the best gift that he was able to. Shattered's hands wrapped around that body, pressing his fingers into that strong and well toned chest so that his own muscular figure crushed easily into Loki's back. That large and throbbing cock hung down towards the ground, but the feeling of Shattered's own hard dick pressed up against that rump left him to purr deeply just before those strong legs worked to wrap around his body, worked to pull Loki's hips back towards him even closer, and most importantly of all worked to crush that hard feline cock between his two amazingly well maintained feet. Those pads pushed together around that dick, grinding it with Shattered's feet rubbing in different directions at once to feel over that perfectly meaty dick that even now pulsated between the big toe and the middle toes. One foot curling its digits just under the head while the other pressed it's sharp nail down on top, not doing damage, but helping to spread that delicate cum tunnel with the circular motion of the feet working together to pleasure this crimson horned-kitty. Even as Loki panted there was no break, no retraction, just the continued grinding pleasure presented from those two pawed feet.

That red face lifted, turned, working so hard to nuzzle back against his friend's shoulder, but there was no hope in this attempt and simply left Loki writhing in absolute pleasure. Those soft pants working his cock, those strong toes pinching and clawing at the tip in what had to be the most expert of ways he'd ever received such a job. There was only so long that Loki could withstand, hold back, his pulsating build up. The feeling of it crashing against the head of his dick, the trickling of his liquid need running down from the tip to lubricate the pads of those feet, left the red feline panting, moaning, and calling out deeply as his body shivered in place against the chest and abs of the strong mesmer behind him. Shattered didn't even need to mind control him at this point, Loki's body was doing everything on it's own, in complete autopilot and leaving the red warrior with his eye rolling back in his head so that as he ground his teeth together the feeling of his climax finally hit its very peak just before the hot jet of thick quite cream gushed free from the head of that dick, pushing out and splashing forward from that body. Those toes easily caught the healthy and heavy waves, the deep feeling of pleasure erupted from his heavy balls to spray that sticky fluid between the digits, giving them a brand new sticky fluid to cover them. Wave after wave flowed free, finally leaking down the length of his shaft to cover the rest of the foot and then finally leaving the red charr to relax as he was made to rest there in his own delightful afterglow.

Those hands around him held Loki all that much tighter, snuggling up with him, keeping him close, making sure that he would remain close for some time while Shattered nuzzled against the back of that neck again. Soft claws ran through the thick red chest fur, and that sensation alone pulled Loki back further against that chest. It would be some time before the red horned-feline was able to move again, but until then he could rest knowing that his mesmer friend would keep him safe and secure against him for as long as he needed him to. Those feet continued to rub against that shaft, preventing it from getting soft at all, but leaving this charr in a start of constant pleasure as he continued to moan deeply to his close friend. It wasn't everyday that he found someone willing to give into his kinks, but knew that this dark steel colored feline was one of very few that would ever be willing to give him such a heavy foot rubbing. Nobody knew of this secret, but Loki found himself happy that if anyone would happen to learn about it then it was someone that he personally felt he could trust with such a secret.

"Ugh... Shattered... that was amazing." Loki moaned out to him over his shoulder, turning his head enough to smile back at his friend past his own missing eye.

"I can't really complain either. You made my feet nice and sticky. You might end up needing to clean them off sometime soon." The steel grey feline commented back, a smirk still over his lips.

"MMmmmm... you're such a tease, Shattered."

Both would laugh softly, fingers gripping eve tighter around Loki's body, making sure that he stayed completely close to him while the soft nuzzles passed through that mane and into the deeper parts of the neck. For now their little adventure was over, but this wasn't the end of their little foot-play. This was the type of box that showed once it was opened there was no closing it again, and while the crimson charr sat there with his body pressed into that equally strong, darker, body Loki knew that he would soon be repeating this, maybe even requesting it.

"I don't know how I got lucky enough to end up with a friend like you, Shattered, but thank you."

The comment drew a soft scoff from this steel grey body, eyes rolling softly with an easy chuckle, "There's no need to thank me. I had a lot of fun with it too."