shadows of elysium, chapter 4.5

Story by wildwiredweasel on SoFurry

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Oi, been working long days and it's not over yet. I won't even be near a computer next weekend, so I don't want to start on the next part until I'm able to get a consistent schedule going. Should be able to write again the sunday after next weekend, but I'll be back. Lata y'all!

P.S., voting time has obviously been extended on the chapter 4. Peace.


Judas was not a saint. He hit people. Killed a few, even. He once strangled a man for double-crossing them. He stole things he wanted when he was sure he could get away with it, and he cut in line when he was in a hurry. He wasn't a particularly nice person. If not for Rolf's patient guidance, he would probably be an outlaw. More than once, his anger nearly overcame his respect for the wolf. Each time, though, he settled down and listened to the voice of reason- even if it was only to reject it respectfully.

None of this bothered him. He enjoyed being who he was, and he wasn't going to apologize to people for doing so. But the past several hours had him scratching his head. When the venom was making him horny, he didn't just whip it out and start jacking off to fix it. He didn't fuck one of the horny college girls senseless. Instead, he just suffered through it.

And that bothered him. Why was he still just sitting through it? He knew what would probably work. Hell, even if it didn't work completely, it would take the edge off. Why was he sitting here in the waiting room while the doctors were examining the students? He could go home now.

He didn't. He sat in the chair and waited. Every few seconds, he'd gaze back over at Cheki while she waited, worried about the students. She wasn't super cute. She had a tiny butt, tiny boobs, and an okay face covered by bangs that were a little long, but she wasn't really his type. So why was he so afraid of disappointing her?

She looked over at him and he glanced away. She walked over and put her hand on his head.

"You feeling any better?" she asked, eyes full of worry.

He felt several dozen urges die down as he looked at her. He couldn't do anything like that to someone like her. It wasn't that she was innocent- he popped a lot of cherries in his day- but the concern on her face was so genuine. It was like...

"Judas? Can you hear me?" she asked, voice raising in pitch.

"Yeah, I can hear you. I'm fine," he lied.

He didn't know what it was like. She wasn't looking at him like a piece of meat or trying to brush against him, but she wasn't staying away. For whatever reason, looking at her didn't make him horny.

"We need to get a nurse to look at you, too," she said. "I know it doesn't look as urgent, but it's better to be safe than sorry."

"Why do you care?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" she asked, head tilted.

"I mean... the job's done. We can collect our payment now. You could collect yours and be done with all this," he said. "Why are you still here?"

"I have to make sure you're all okay," she said. "I thought it was obvious."

"But you don't have to make sure we're all okay. Contract's over," he said. "You don't really know us like that. So what's up?"

She stared into space and thought about it for a moment, then looked him in the eye.

"You guys didn't need me here. You could have figured it all out on your own, but you let me lead it," she said. "Most people with a group as well composed as yours wouldn't have given me that chance, but you guys did. I don't know why, or if that makes us friends, but I know I don't want to see you guys get hurt."

With that, she rubbed his ears and left to back to check up with Rolf to see if there was any news. Judas sat there, watching her. She fit right in. There was no social awkwardness, like when they worked with the cat mercenaries before. There was no attempt to establish dominance or judgment, and she wasn't just trying to build favors so she could manipulate people. She almost felt like a sister.

"You two together?" someone asked.

Judas looked to his right. A young rabbit woman with a nurse uniform stood there, a pen in one hand and a notepad in the other. Her fur was white like fresh fallen snow on a sunny day, and he could see a lot of it. He could see it in her cleavage and just under her slightly too short skirt.

"Who, Cheki?" he said. "No no, we're friends," he said. "She's just worried because I got stupid and got bit by a bug in some tunnels."

"Oh, that's unfortunate," she said with a frown. "What kind of bug was it?"

"Oh man, I don't even know. Some kind of undead zombie abomination in the crypts. It was ugly," he said. "It tried to bite my hand off, so I put my arm down its mouth to choke it. Its mandibles scratched my arm up, and the poison got in."

"Wait- you have the same kind of poison as the other patients?" she asked.

"Yeah. It's... It's a kind of hell," he said.

"Have you been seen yet?" she asked.

"Not yet, no. They wanted to look at the students first, since they went through some major magical changes," he explained.

"So... you've been with these guys since you've been poisoned? They haven't left you by yourself?" she asked.

"They refuse to until I see a doctor," he said with a groan. "Family, you know?"

"Well, I'm a medical professional," she said, looking at his crotch. "I'm sure I can help treat your... condition."

"Well if the doctor prescribes it," he said, wagging.

With the others all distracted talking to each other, he followed the nurse into a patient examination room. It was surrounded with thick walls so nobody could overhear confidential information. The rabbit pulled down the screen.

"Let's see the site we have to treat today," she said.

Judas grinned and unbuckled his pants, letting his dick spring up.

"How long has it been like that?" she asked.

"About... four hours?" he said. "Hard to tell."

"Well, I better work fast," she said, wrapping her hands around it. "Don't want you getting injured."

She stroked his dick with both hands, getting it and her hands slick with his pre. The release was almost instantaneous- with his pants constantly rubbing against him, it was a struggle not to cum as he walked. With her soft hands squeezing him, there was no way to hold back.

She watched in amazed wonder as jet after jet came out and splattered on the wall and floor. She didn't look forward to cleaning it up, but she was looking forward to making a bigger mess.

He leaned back on his arms, panting and trying to stay conscious. His body had been building it up so long, the release was overpowering. When he looked down at his dick, though, it was still standing up, ready to go again.

"Hell," he said, "I think the poison's still there."

"Well we better get it all out," she said, grinning. She got down on her knees and licked the tip. It was sweet, a good indicator he liked eating fruit more than meat. She slid her tongue under it and slid his length into her mouth while she stroked him. If he was like the college students she observed earlier, then having enough sex would make the poison wear out. There might have been faster ways, but with a dick this large, she considered it a waste.

He groaned as she took his head into her mouth. Her tongue and cheeks were so soft- she had to work to get any amount of length into her mouth, but she did wonders with what she could get. Her hands stroked the rest of his dick, making his tail wag steadily as she worked him up.

Knowing the poison wouldn't let him last long no matter how disciplined he was, she upped her efforts and took more of him into her mouth. His dick, capable of choking dogs despite their long muzzles, was only halfway into her mouth but already pushing past the ring of her throat. Her fingers were tickling his knot, making the swollen trunk of flesh tense with every pass. She realized with a little horror and a lot of excitement that his dick wasn't as big as it was going to get- her quick ministrations were just good enough to make him cum without being fully excited.

She leaned into it and took what little more she could into her throat. He quivered as her throat muscles swallowed around him, milking him. She pulled back, then went further down. His fingers were crushing the edge of the bed he sat on, and he was panting hard enough to blow her hair back. It was everything he could do not to grab the bunny woman's head and shove it all the way down.

She could feel it building up. Even so, she was surprised when he did cum at just how much more there was. After the first load, she figured he wouldn't have had nearly as much in the tank as he did. Instead, for every glob he shot on the wall, he dumped two into her stomach. She kept him deep in her throat and focused on holding her breath. Between her fingers, she could feel the semen as it surged down the inside of his dick and blasted into her throat. Sticky, hot fluid coated her esophagus, blasting against the sphincter to her stomach. With his dick so deep in her throat, her swallow reflexes kept going, kept sucking the white pearly fluid down.

When he finally stopped cumming, she pulled off of his dick with a wet popping noise. Her throat hurt a little, but now that he had cum twice, he was more likely to last longer. She realized a moment later that her logic might be irrelevant, though- his dick was still hard, and still ready to go.

She pondered it. He shouldn't still be this hard- most of the poison should have worn itself out by now. And yet, here they were. She made sure the door was locked, then decided to try a more extreme approach. She smiled and pushed him down onto the bed, then crawled over him.

"You shouldn't still be hard," she said to him. "As a medical professional, I have to make sure you're taken care of. If you leave here without being fully treated, it would reflect badly on me."

"What about professionalism?" he asked.

"What about it?" she said, fondling his balls between her legs. "Professionalism isn't going to cure you, you know."

"Two things," he said. "One, I appreciate the gesture, but I think I'm a bit much for you. Two, I wouldn't say I'm in the most stable financial situation. If you get pregnant, I don't know if I'll be able to stick around or not."

"One," she said, grinding against his dick through her panties, "I'm a very good nurse. Nothing is too much for me. Two, I'm not in heat and I take birth control. There's no way I would get pregnant."

"Well in that case..."

She squeaked as he ripped her skirt and panties down to her knees, then moaned as he ground against her. He stuck his other hand up into her shirt and bra and grabbed a Judas-sized handful of boob, then squeezed it until she cried out. He used his feet to drag her skirt and panties off of her completely, leaving her with only a ripped open jacket and a halfway off bra. He flipped her over and laid on top, her legs spread to the side.

She could feel his hot meet sliding between her lips, poking past her belly button. He dragged it backwards until just the tip was on, then drove forward again, letting his dick lube itself in her juices. After several more passes, he pulled back a little farther and angled his hips right, then started pushing in.

The nurse was not a virgin. Even so, she wasn't ready to feel Judas moving into her. With his mouth on her shoulder to hold her still, he pressed deep into her. She spread around him, but quickly found that just letting it come in passively wasn't going to work. His dick was spreading her lips apart into an O, leaving her pussy lips tight and stretched around him. She spread her legs out wider, trying to let his dick slide in easier. It worked, and more of his length slid into her, making her do it again. By the time his knot was bumping against her crotch. her lips were back to the way they started.

"You good?" he asked.

She was breathing in shallow, but nodded. That was enough for Judas. He pulled out and slid back in, his speed and size squeezing her juices out of her. His dick was hitting somewhere deep inside she hadn't felt before, and his shaft was spread against all the sensitive spots in the front of her vagina. After half a minute of laying there and adjusting to him, the pain was all gone- it was pleasure from that point on.

With a devious grin on her face, she wrapped her arms around his torso and dug her claws into his back. He winced in pain, but kept going. She wrapped her legs around his waist, squeezing him even tighter between her. He pushed inside her, spreading her tight flesh around him. For each hump that wasn't as good as it could be, she dragged her claws down, making him gasp and thrust hard enough to smash the bed against the wall. Her grip weakened as she became more vocal, but she never let go, no matter how much she moaned.

He picked up the pace, and soon his balls were slapping against her ass. With each thrust, his head jabbed into a deep pleasure spot. With each drag, his shaft dragged against her front parts. He was slamming so hard into her now that her breasts were threatening to beat her in he face if she let go of his chest.

He looked down at her and grinned. Her eyes were half shut and unfocused, and her jaw was slack while she drooled. Her ears were completely relaxed, spilling over onto the hospital pillow. Her breasts were squeezed between them, rolling along like soft pillows as he fucked her. He shifted his angle and watched her face change expressions. When he found the spot that made her bite her lip, clench her eyes shut and whine, he kept hitting it harder and harder.

It was time to blow again. He bent down and told her he was going to cum, but he wasn't sure she understood in her current state. He chuckled to himself- she didn't say no. After a final pull backwards, he shoved forward with everything he had. His knot spread her lips farther apart than they'd ever been, then popped inside them. Her eyes crossed as he slammed deeper into her than he had all night, slamming against something deep inside her. She made a noise with her throat, but he couldn't tell what it was. Then the first gush of cum filled her up.

She could feel the hot liquid rushing inside her. Each thrust filled her up more, forcing the hot seed out and around his knot and down the middle of her legs. She shivered, shook, and her pussy milked the entire length, drawing more of the liquid into her and soaking their crotches even more.

He panted as he looked down at her. A minute later, when she was more coherent, she pulled his head down into a kiss. Inside her stomach and vagina, the poison leaked from his semen into her system.

A few minutes later, his knot still deep inside, he licked her nose and smiled.

"One more time?" he asked?

"Only one?" she whined.

He smiled from ear to ear and started humping again. Pussy full and legs nearly numb from impact, she humped back with everything she had, sliding in the ever growing pull of fluids beneath her butt. They knew it would be a while before they were missed, and they were going to fuck for every minute of it they could.