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After an ETERNITY of following him - how could these Mystics could be so slow with such big feet - which had SkekUng actually consider cutting off his tail with his sword, growling and hand tense on his scabbard, they finally arrived before he would decide to truely do it. They arrived to a small rock cave, a least it looked like a cave. It just woas a small oasis with a well, some plants the lot sheltered by a rock ceiling. SkekUng looked around... it was not big "big" but big enough for one whole UrSkek, will be perfect for a break before going back to his quest. He saw the well, and suddenly remembered he was thirsty, his throat and mouth were aching again now his attention was brought on water. He rushed to a bucket, dipped it and shoved his beak in it, slobbily lapping. Water dripped at his feet, wetted his hair and his clothes, as well as UrSol who actually did not mind it, the heat had any water be welcome. Once he was done, he shook his head like a bird to dry himself, emitting a loud satisfied sigh. He dipped his hand and brought it to his hair and face. The water ran and washed off all the sand he had accumulated. It felt very good. And UrSol noticed how good he looked with his hair and sideburns wet. He blushed a little and turnt away, filling his flask. Which SkekUng did soon after.

SkekUng looked up at the UrRu with curiosity. Why was he doing in the desert alone ? He was not the Archer or the Wanderer, exploring around. He was just the Chanter, he was supposed to sit all day with the others in the Valley doing... well... chanting, then. Surely he had his own secrets to be alone there. He was the Chamberlain's other half... He oberseved him with a squinted glare, as the Mystic moved away slowly and sat next to a fresh rock, leaning on it with a content sight as he drank from his flash with more delicacy. The Spy Master sat in front of him, not leaving him from his eyes, waiting for him to do or say anything suspicious. UrSol noticed and gently smiled up at him, a smile radiating a lot of sweetness and a familiar feeling from SkekUng, who rolled his eyes more to convince himself than convincing the Mystic that he did not find him adorable for his old age and for his species.

After a moment of silence, the fuzzy Skeksis finally spoke.

"What are you doing so far from the Valley ?" he asked, not taking his glare away from him.

UrSol looked away a moment. He turnt back to him and answered calmly.

"Sometimes, we leave the Valley for finding supplies we are lacking at the moment, and to look upon lost souls and help them if we come across them, or remind them Thra is always behind them. Some children of Thra are happy to receive guidance from time to time. This time, it was me. UrNol is sick and can't go fetsh these herbs that only grow in the desert. I already found some but I need to rest a little."

He proved his argument by opening his bag and showing its content to the Skeksis. He had to tell the truth, the latter couldn't deny it anymore at the sight of the content.

"Hm" he scoffed with disdain "You guys never get banished by UrSu I suppose ?"

"He may be disappointed at us, we always are welcome and we will always be his friend. So, no."

"Not even the Wanderer ?"

"UrGoh ? He is not banished. He rarely was in the valley anyway, hence his name. Plus, you do know he has his mission with the Heretic now."

SkekUng cringed at the mention of that traitor for four reasons. First, ow could he have had his brain washed by a Mystic ? Proof they must be dangerous if you let yourself tricked. Second, why did they both want to unify there and now ? Even the Mystics didn't want to. Third, why couldn't they have just died ? Knowing he was alive after such a betrayal on the Skeksis kind filled SkekUng with rage. And fourth, he simply always despised him, just hearing his name bristled his feathers. He used to be the favorite warrior because Mr SkekGra was so tall, Mr SkekGra was so strong, Mr SkekGra had tricked and killed so many,... Good riddance ! SkekUng had loved humiliating him and contributing to his torture. It was a new start, if only SkekSil could have been banished as well, life would have become almost perfect. SkekUng couldn't hide his sneer at the memory of SkekGra's tears.

Which UrSol noticed, and guessed what he was thinking about. He took a sad look and glanced away. He had not agreed with UrGoh, but he know how much he and SkekGra had suffered. He hated seeing people suffer, especially good persons, for once a Skeksis had actually been starting the Mystic way - he was always welcome in the Valley even if they did not agree with his wish to unite immediatly - and especially his friends. But it was not his role to lecture him. He should be letting Thra decided itself if yes or no he would change, and at the very least, UrIm, his half, would have more right than himself.

"And... what are you doing out there ?" UrSol asked to change subject.

"Uuuugh..." SkekUng groaned. "I must kill Arathim. SkekVar could have gone himself, since he soooo wants the Emperor's ass, everyone knows it. But no, since the piece of information was from one of my spies, I had to do it myself. I'm the Spy Master, so if my spies find anything, they tell it to me, and since I am a military, I finish the job myself, knowing where to find the culprits. But I'd have wished it was not on my day off."

Not a good idea of a question, after all. UrSol's smile dropped a second time. He did not approve murder and wars, even less against people of Thra, Arathim were as much its Children as the Gelflings and Podlings for instance. A shame Skeksis massacred them and Gruenaks because they did not wish to submit to their authority... But once again, it was not of his resort. It was of Thra's, and at maybe at least UrIm's.

After a moment of silence, the Chanter thought it was useless to beat about the bush forever. He had a plan in his mind and if he waited too long it would never happen, it was his only chance. And if he kept avoiding the matter by keeping asking questions to the Skeksis, he might sadden him or even anger him so much he might not want anymore. He breathed in, putting his flask next to him, and turnt to the intrigued Skeksis who noticed his behaviour.

"SkekUng... I have been looking for you." he confessed in the most honest and direct manner possible.

The fuzzy Skeksis stared with surprise at the UrRu. He knew it ! SkekSil's other half had to be planning something !

"WHAT ?!" he roared baring his fangs "HOW DID YOU KNOW I WOULD BE THERE ?! ARE YOU THE CAUSE OF THESE ARATHIMS ?!"

"No no, I did not know you were, I was just hoping so" he calmly explained, yet his cheeks flushing an adorable shade of red "UrIm had told me you were the Spy Master. I-"

"URIM ?!" he exclaimed "MY HALF IS YOUR ACCOMPLICE ?!"

"No no he doesn't know anything, he just said it once and I remembered !" he nervously defended himself, his cheeks flushing more. "You are often away from the castle for your missions, right ? So, every 5 trines, I go venture about hoping to cross my path with yours someday, I have been doing so for 2 centuries now, you know. It finally happened today. Hehehe... proving that patience is key and that Thra has paths for everyone, right ?"

SkekUng stared at him unsure if he should be angry because he was spying on him or angry because he was mocking him. He furiously got up, his little back arms activated the mechanism of his carapace which had his fake wings open to seem taller and more menacing, and pointed an accusing talon at the bun-wearing Mystic, who was not scared at all - in fact finding him quite handsome when angry - but rather embarrassed.

"AND WHY WOULD YOU BE FOLLOWING ME EVERYWHERE EVERY 5 TRINES ?! DO YOU THINK I WILL BELIEVE YOUR LIES !?"

"I am not lying !" the Chanter protested nervously.

"THEN EXPLAIN YOURSELF BETTER !"

"It is Mystic mating season !"

Out of all the possible answered, SkekUng had NOT expected that one. His wings remained opened, still, shocked, the same was for his beak. Huge eyes stared idiotically at the flushing UrRu looking away as if he were shameful to have blurted this out.

"... I beg your pardon ?" he quickly articulated tilting his head hoping he had badly heard.

UrSol rubbed his eyes as an attempt to calm himself down while also as an excuse to avoid SkekUng's look for a few seconds. He inhaled and joined the tips of his forefingers.

"Yes. For... mating season." he confirmed.

"Wh-wha- B-but no !" SkekUng protested, wings closing in his carapace "Mating season was 3 trines ago, and will be in 2 trines !"

Oh no, it was indeed every 5 trines for them too, how could he have not realized the parallel sooner ?! But it still could not be !

"For Skeksis, yes, but for us, it is now. Believe me, we do know when yours take place, we... feel it."

The Spy Master felt his cheeks burn. He had not realized. In more than 800 trines of existence, he had not realized UrIm probably felt whatever pleasurable he was feeling and not just the pain. And... so would those he did it with... And so UrSol ! Mouth agape, eyes wide in shocked horror, he covered his gaping beak with his big hands, staring far away into the void. UrSol had felt his phalluses more than once. Oh Thra. That... He did not know if it was no big deal since he was SkekSil's other half after all, or if it was like voyeurism, or like pounding into the wrong person thinking it was another YET still doing it with the right person at the same time- IT WAS VERY COMPLEX.

"And yes... I felt you more than once. You're very good at it." UrSol added looking away with a shy little smirk, which had SkekUng emit an awful yelp muffled by his hands.

SkekUng walked around, eyes still wide, mouth still gape, face still flushed. He needed to recollect what he had heard. Was... was this UrRu hinting he wanted him to bed him ?! Him specifically ?! He sat down again hurriedly facing UrSol. He had to be bluffing.

"If you were in heat I would have smelled it !!" he exclaimed, poking his chest.

"Because you are used to Skeksis pheromones, I suppose" the Chanter shrugged "In fact our... scent is more faint. You need to be closer to smell it."

"I will not smell you !" SkekUng shook his head in disapproval crossing his arms subbornly but still blushing.

"Up to yourself, I will not force you in any way..." UrSol nodded.

SkekUng was not satisfied by that assuring sentence and glowered at him even more. He just blatantly said he followed him every mating season and liked how he felt. It was not an innocent conversation at all ! And certainly not the contrary of awkward whatever that would be called !

"... YOU WANT ME TO BREED YOU ?!" he blurted it out, to finally hear him a yes or a no.

"Breed would be the bad term since we are way past our menopause" UrSol corrected teasingly "But... The basis of it, yes..."

"WHY ME ?! WHY THE FUCK ME !?" SkekUng's voice almost cracked at the last word "WHY DON'T YOU JUST... I DON'T KNOW ?! SOMETHING EASIER, GO TO ANOTHER MYSTIC ?! URIM SINCE HE WOULD BE THE CLOSEST ?! IF YOU REALLY WANT A SKEKSIS TRY GOING TO SKEKGRA AND HIS MYSTIC, HE'S A CERTIFIED MYSTIC FUCKER AND I WOULD NOT BE SURPRISED IF SUCH DEGENERATES WOULD BE UP TO THREESOMES !"

"I would not bother these two, for what I heard they are pretty much content with each other." the Chanter smiled softly.

SkekUng cringed with disgust, was he implying the Heretic actually loved his own half ?! Disgusting, it was like loving his own twin, or clone, or hand, or whatever ! Truely banishing him and punishing him was deserved if so !

"As for UrIm... " UrSol pursued "This is what I originally intended, ever since the Great Division... But... It's not possible."

"Why, Mr Healer is too much of a pussy to do the first step in a relationship ?" the Spy Master both said ironically and mocked, crossing his arms with a proud smirk "I truely am the better half like I truely suspected then."

"Well... yes and no." UrSol sighed. "It's just that, he does like the other Mystics do, like the rules are. We, hem, are supposed to be abstinent."

SkekUng frowned with confusion, as much as if you told a Gelfling Skeksis were evil.

"...You guys don't fuck ?!"

"We do not."

"Like... at all ?!"

"Master UrSu forbid it, he thinks it is sin."

"WHAT ?!" which of SkekSo and UrSu was the evil one ?! "How in the right mind would one forbid that ?! It's not a sin at all and know me we sin all the time in other fields ! It is crucial for socializing and know your workmates better and for relationships and and and- how can you live like a virgin like SkekTek ?!"

"Well, relationships too are forbidden, Master UrSu thinks the only relationship we should focus on would be our common brotherhood in the waiting of the Great Conjunction. In a way, he does not condemn reproduction if it leads to children, but he also forbid us to have any since we were not of Thra and did not need to add more non-Thra beings which would make the renufication awkward. I agree witht that one point. However I see that none of you ever had chil-"

"And what does he do if you disobey ?" SkekUng cut hastily not wanting to remember painful memories.

"He would just be disappointed. He was disappointed at UrVa who used to join with Mother Aughra before she fell asleep for centuries, and at UrGoh when he and SkekGra became more than halves."

"Disappointed ?!" he repeated dumbfounded "That's it ?! You guys can all get it on then, screw him. Literally even if you want."

"Him being disappointed is enough of a punishment. You have no idea how guilty we are whenever he shows these puppy eyes and drooped mouth, why do you think the Archer is not often with us ? UrGoh did cry a lot when he saw he had failed him, the two of them cried while hugging for hours, it was heart-wrenching !"

"You tell it" SkekUng commented unimpressed, elbow on a rock and his jaw supported by his fist "But since you're here for my groin, I suppose you do plan to "disappoint" him anyway, right ?"

  UrSol looked down, fidgetting his fingers, almost ashamed, but nodded with a sigh.

"Yes and no..." he bit his lip nervously "I mean true it would go against what he said buuuut he wouldn't have to know ?! I'm far from the valley and I have another reason to be away ! Aaaand I would not do it with a Mystic, so if I play on the words it would maybe not count ! Right ?"

SkekUng cocked an eyebrow at the far fetched excuses the Mystic was finding. Like a child justifying why he should go home at past 10.00 PM. It was so clumsy and he truely sounded shy about it as well. It was both cute and flattering. Almost exciting to think a virgin wanted him, even. And a virgin half of SkekSil. The idea of taking a virgin SkekSil yet all new- no no no focus.

"Mother Aughra is not a Mystic and it counted." he reminded with a grumpy eyeroll, at himself for having almost been tempted for a minute.

"I said "played on words" !" the Chanter justified himself articulating through his gritted teeth.

"Of course of course."

"Either way..." he rubbed his nape "UrIm and I had feelings for each other since we were young, like you and SkekSil were even if it's over now. However we could only be friends, never more. And as much as I love him, he's a bit of a air-head like you-"

"What ?!"

"-and never took my hints of doing anything secret, until 300 trines ago when he simply told me that as much as he was tempted nothing could ever make him break rules. I respected his choices. But... I still have-"

"Needs" SkekUng cut, finding a parallel with himself.

"You too ?" UrSol tilted his head.

"You have no idea..." the Spy Master drooled with frustration "I can bang your counterpart only when it's mating season, but it doesn't mean that I don't crave him inbetween."

"At least you had him and will have him ! I never had anyone, not counting the feeling of him being taken or taking which just made me want it more in silence for centuries, I do NOT know how more Mystics aren't getting crazy with that ! I... If we have these feelings and needs, they have to be for something. It would not be called "lovemaking" if it were sinful, and I bet my hairbun the UrSkeks were freeer on the matter. So... I grew desperate. This may sounds crazy, and I will not force you if you do not want, of course ! But... you have become my only option. Yes I already feel you everytime, but not only I never do when it's OUR mating season, but I just feel you in a phantom way, no... no real smells, touches, contact... You see what I mean !... And yes there could be other Skeksis, SkekSil didn't do it just with you in his life, yes... But not only I think you felt the best among them all, it would be the closest I would ever do with UrIm."

SkekUng did not know but his face grew redder than his eyes had ever been. He felt he was growing hot however and cooled off his face and nape with more water from his bucket. He had never been asked such a thing. Sure SkekUng never said no to a good lay, especially if it meant introducing some virgin to the world of sex, but now something was odd. Odd because he was outraged at the very thought of giving in and doing it with a MYSTIC. How disgusting - he thought. He was not SkekGra ! But did he not just because it was forbidden ? If so he was no better than both SkekGra and UrSol... But he was not just "outraged", he was also... beyond curious. He had never made love to a Mystic, that could be a new experience. And not any Mystic but the one whose counterpart was the Skeksis with the widest hips and the tight and warmest vent in the whole castle. It would be like taking him for the first time while adding novelty to it, chances are they would both feel the same. And himself was indeed frustrated, it was like if Thra had thought it had been too hard on him and decided to reward him to be even... unless it was a new test ? A new trap ? Curse you, Thra.

"What you ask is... singular." he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck while glancing around.

"I do know, I do not know it is not just like asking for a service. But rather servicing" UrSol chuckled.

"Your jokes do not help" SkekUng glared still red-faced.

SkekUng thought more. After all... After all here were more temptations than issues with doing it with a Mystic. The one thing blocking was because it was an UrRu and they were taught to hate them. He could perfectly fuck him without thinking about becoming Heretic with him ! As cute as he was and cheerful and basically an extension of the Chamberlain- no no no no he felt nothing, for none of them, he convinced himself after a light slap on his own cheek. But... he had been craving so much these days, He hated how he could rarely get to do it outside mating season while SkekAyuk and SkekEkt would fuck like fizzgigs next door. At this point, even a Podling's eyesocket would do. And if he did not like it, he could just stop and have another reason to hate SkekSil and the UrRu race.

"...FINE" he let out "We're gonna try. BUT ! We do it my way, and I have the right to stop anytime, and I forbid you to make everything awkward by calling me "UrIm" or "dear" or any shit of that kind or I will make sure SkekSil will feel me in a bad way. Got it ?"

UrSol did not know he emitted a "squee" sound but yes SkekUng did hear it. But before the Skeksis could comment on this, the UrRu cut him short and had his blush worsen by hugging him with his 4 arms.

"Thank you a lot !" he rejoiced "I promise to behave. But it's fine, I already love the way you do. Even bites~"

SkekUng scoffed and gulped at that last sentence, and wanted to protest and push him away and reproach him that no in fact that was not his way, but once again he was cut short. Not by words or by a move. But by a smell. UrSol had told him UrRu mating pheromones smelled only if you were very close, and now he was he was smelling. It smelled... like fresh baked bread. Or biscuit. Fresh from the oven. Smelling tender and delicious. Never the Spy Master had thought baked bread would smell so exciting. He sniffed his white hair and neck loudly, frenetically. Like if they were a drug. That scent was heady. And indeed, so delicious... it made him want to bite.

UrSol was both very excited and nervous. He had always felt his bites and the rest, but touching was different. He burried his snout in his neck fluff. He didn't smell anything, sweat and sand aside. It was not his mating season, after all. Too bad, he would have been curious what Skeksis smelled like when ready to mate. But sweat was good itself. And his gray feathers and hair were so soft... His 4 hands, still in their hugging pose, were tense, but gripped on his carapace, disappointed it was nothing to feel.

SkekUng's hands, however, had more access since UrSol's clothes were simpler. SkekUng wasn not entirely sure yet if he wanted it, but that smell... It did smell so good... His two still active hands finally touched him, one gripped in his oh so soft and bread-scented hair, and the other stroking up and down his back. Instinctively... He could not help it anymore. He licked the length of his long neck with his serpentine tongue. No bread taste, of course, and yet, he was satisfied. And so was UrSol whose tail straightened up and whose body entirely shuddered. That... was cute. How could he be so cute. He decided to tease and "taste" further by nibbling. This time, UrSol shifted in his embrace and yelped, burying his red face in his nack. SkekUng got a feeling of superiority. Flattering superiority seeing what a newbie he was. A vile smirk slowly coiled up his earholes.

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Meanwhile in the castle...

  SkekSil rubbed his neck. It was itching. A bug ? Strange. There was nothing on his hand. Maybe a bug was bothering UrSol ? He better get rid of it. He did not have all day, for once he was not scheming but chilling on his duvet-pillows in his chambers, reading while eating crawlies. That better not ruin it.

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  SkekUng wanted to lick and nibble more. More to reach that scent. It was so intoxicating, he started to pant, to try to swallow the scent now his nose was no longer enough. In a quite bold move despite his singular situation, he put a talon on UrSol's collar, and slid it down his shoulder baring it to have more access to skin. SkekUng tasted and nibbled there too...

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  That same itchy feeling again. But this time all along his shoulder and neck. Was UrSol getting swarmed ?! SkekSil had been reading 5 times the same sentence and kept trying to vainly scratch under his robes. Nothing changed ! It HAD to be UrSol.

"Confounded Mystic not even able to catch puny bugs !" he snarled with irritation.

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  UrSol softly moaned. A sound he usually did not emit unless touching himself or when the Chamberlain himself was doing things, but for the first time somebody was touching him and him only. He felt how SkekUng's hands were not trying to find the base of his shirt. As if he wanted more space to lick and nibble. With no upper cloth in his way. 2 of the Chanter's hand left SkekUng's carapace and grabbed SkekUn's wrist, putting them back on place.

"You know, we Mystics take communal baths." he teased gazing up at him "Which means we do not mind nudity. That means... you could have just asked me to show myself fully."

Skeksis too did partake in communal nudity when it was a spa day or back then when they would do orgies. But generally, the orgies as a good example, Skeksis associated nudity as intimate, hence why they wore these bath gowns not be fully naked in front of others during spa time. So when someone both known and unknown to him suggested to undress completely in front of him in such a nonchalant and teasing way gave a boost of hormones in the poor sexually frustrated Skeksis' mind who found himself flushed and mouth gaped again, blinking furiously to return to his reason. One of SkekUng's kinks had always been strip teasing. And Thra how he loved when young SkekSil would take off each of his dancing veils one by one.

"Oooooooooof course, of course do it !" he nodded a bit too eagerly crashing his butt on the ground with an excited spark in his eyes and resisting to show his smirk wanting to show itself on his snout but his talons gripping painfully on his knees "Just join me when you're done !"

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Meanwhile in the Valley...

Ouch. What was it ? UrIm's knees were aching. Like claws entering in his flesh. What was SkekUng doing ? Doing this to himself or was he being attacked ? He just sighed and was about to make himself a pain-calming potion when suddenly, he noticed he felt heat building up down there. It was Mystic Mating Season but he did not feel like it was coming from himself but from his counterpart. He looked down. He was erecting ?! He quickly covered it in shame, it was not helping his needs he kept trying to suppressing for these 2 weeks !

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SkekUng was indeed erecting under his robes, but paid no mind for it now. Maybe he did not even notice yet. He was just... distracted. But not like he had wished to be. He was blinking skeptically, squinting as if to see if what he was witnessing was real or not. UrSol was indeed undressing. But with no teasing, no grace, no show at all. He was just undressing like any would do before going to bed or going to bathe. Soon, the shy blushing UrRu found himself naked in all his chub and cuteness, bashfully fidgetting his fingers and hiding himself the best he would with his tail. The look on his face proved he had no idea what he did was just anticlimatic and was waiting for approval.

"...You really know nothing about it that's upsetting" SkekUng said staring incredulously, not even angry about it but almost feeling pity for such a lack of knowledge.

UrSol did not answer, either not caring or knowing he had to learn anyway. But he did sit next to him like he had told him to. He rested his arms and head on SkekUng's lap which actually helped flustering him again back into the mood, but that was probably innocently ; UrRu are cuddly creatures.

   "So what is next ?" he smiled up to him.

SkekUng grinned, oggling down at the naked Mystic. He had not seen a bare UrRu since the Great Division but despite all the chubs and wrinkles, it was not bad to look at all. Not only SkekUng had always been an assman so more chunk the better, and also because once again, it was in a way SkekSil he had always found beautiful as much as he would kick in the teeth anyone telling so out loud. He caressed his spine up and down, his grin widening and drooley, while his other hand held his chin up to meet his eyes.

"Now it's my turn to undress~" he growled as a sense of lust was overwhelming him "But do it slowly and do not hesitate at all to do what I did to you or more. Got it ?"

UrSol nodded and sat back turning to his... complicated clothes. Ah. Never would UrSol know why Skeksis thought it was so necessary for Skeksis to wear so many layers of clothes. To show their status ? No need to prove who you are. To show their wealth ? Unnecessary and superficial. To hide their older shapes ? They should not be ashamed of something natural. Seeing the confused look on the Mystic's face, SkekUng sighed and took off his carapaced, freeing his atrophied arms. UrSol was so surprised they had the luck to have 4 arms but only used 2. What a waste.

"Fine, I will help you." he grumbled.

UrSol welcomed this and both took off his layers of clothes one by one. And UrSol could not help but do - although shyly- what SkekUng had told him to do. He nuzzles the fur on his back, between some spikes, and groomed his fur affectionately. Kissed and licked his neck and shoulders. Sniffed his scent that had no strong pheromone in this season but smelled good to him anyway. SkekUng shivered delightefully. That fueled him, a sparkle of dark lust in his toothy grin and red eyes, to fully undress himself much to UrSol's surprise. To UrSol's bigger and happier surprise, he did have a gut but the less clothes he had one the more he saw he was muscular. His biceps contracted and rolled under his old scalie skin each time he removed and opened a piece of cloth, and the more bare he was getting the more feathers and furr appeared. The Chanter blushed as hard as he could, UrIm too was muscular even if he did not show it under his loose clothes. This was when SkekUng, finally not feeling shy anymore about doing it with a Mystic, straightened up and stared him, deep in his brown eyes with his ruby ones. Never had UrSol felt so little with such a piercing gaze. Half joyful, hungry, and sadistic. Like a predator seeing a prey. UrSol tried asking anything, when it was SkekUng's turn to shut him up. By grabbing his cheeks and kissing him passionately, not shy with the tongue, growling in his mouth, planting his claws in his cheeks. To him, it was usual. To UrSol, it had his heart jump, his eyes pop up and and his blood color his head grey (UrRu blood being grey). He had hoped his first kiss would be with UrIm, but in a way... that manly, muscular, hairy/feathery Skeksis was UrIm. Better than nothing, he caught his thick chest feathers and kissed back just as passionately, moaning in his mouth letting go centuries of frustration. He did not even care the claws in his cheeks making them bleed. In fact, he had always loved when SkekUng was rough on SkekSil. Except this time, it would be on him. Tails tangling together and 6 hands exploring each other's bodies, either it was SkekUng who got heavy or UrSol who pulled him, none knew exactly, all they knew was UrSol fell on his back and SkekUng over him. It was only now UrSol's phallus was going out to say hello to the world.

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SkekSil was as confused as ever, panic growing. His cheeks were bleeding. Was UrSol attacked ?! No it could not be. Then while would he feel his penises growing and hitting the book that was resting on his lap ?! Was SkekUng... No ! Never would that spithead mix with the Mystics, he had flaws but not that many ! And UrSol was a Mystic like the other, only he felt what SkekSil felt, never the contrary ! It could not happen !

...Right ?

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    After a moment, their mouth untangled leaving a thread of drool between their tongues as they caught their breath by panting hot steam, nose to nose. That was when they finally mutually decided, SkekUng pinning him on top and UrSol lying on his back, to exchange looks down there, as a mix of aroused curiosity and genuine curiosity. Would they have the same anatomy ? At the same exact moment, they both looked down, SkekUng sitting on his own heels to glance down. And again at the exact same moment, their faces flushed and eyes widened in surprise.

  "3 !?!" UrSol exclaimed.

  "One with 3 holes ?!" SkekUng exclaimed.

UrSol eyed the 3 lengths with a mix of curiosity and arousal. They were quite large and long, althought not as large as his own. Perhaps they were thinner to all penetrate at once ? That would explain why sometimes SkekSil would feel fuller than other times, it would just depend how many he would get. Yet as much as he experienced it, the Chanter was not sure to get all at once now he would be made love to directly.

"Which... Which do you use ?" he started

"I could use any, or all" SkekUng winked proudly before returning to his curious state "And which of... those do you use for peeing ?"

"I could ask you the same" the Mystic glared not truely wanting to talk about that now.

"Touché."

UrSol eyed slightly more down and a cheeky smirk drew itself on his face. He saw that beneath that pink glossy trident of the Skeksis' was a wet pink slit that opened. A sense of curiosity came to him as he lowered a hand and teased it, drawing his big forefinger up and down. SkekUng gasped, his back arching. His face crimson, he did his best to hold in moans. How dare he do this !... How dare he make him love this ! Quite bold, for an UrRu !

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UrIm gasped and crossed his legs further at that new sensation. SkekUng never did it during UrRu mating season ! Why was it changing now !? Not that he did not like it... But it was wrong ! As if he were not trying to ignore that season hard enough every 5 trines, now he had to make it hard ?!

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"Maybeeee... We could try a pose I always wanted to try with UrIm ?~" UrSol suggested with a lustful gaze, his fingers moistening down SkekUng.

"And... and what is it ?..." the Spy Master asked breathlessly.

"You could ride me-"

SkekUng immediatly left his aroused transe and took the hand away from his second lips by the wrist, a furious and offended tint in his eyes which removed all newly found confidence in the UrRu.

"You do NOT top me ! Nobody tops me ! Why do you think you only feel penetrated whenever you feel SkekSil with me ?! Because I never let him top and I will never let you either !! UNDERSTOOD ?!"

"U-understood" UrSol gulped and nodded nervously not scared but embarrassed to have suggested such a turn off to the Skeksis.

Truth was SkekUng had never ever in his long life bottomed. His female parts were still virgin and untouched as new. He always pretexted his need to feel in charge, but while it was partially true, the true reason was he feared to feel harsh pain and never dared. He had dared once, telling SkekSil he could when they were young mates. But as soon as he had felt something pressing against his slit, he had jumped out of the bed faster than he had ever jumped and never tried again, too scared anticipating the pain even before he could have felt it. Only SkekSil knew the real reason and nowadays would sometimes mock him about this, which would lead him to have his beak smash against the closest wall.

SkekUng calmed down and breathed out. He did not want that sweet UrRu face to look upset. And even less to risk turning him away from him or he would end up with blue balls. He thought he needed to make up... his way, with that context. He lay down, on his 4, facing the more and more nervous UrRu's genitals. A thick penis, as thick as all of SkekSil' 3 reunited in one, which was still smaller than SkekUng's lot of 3 ; with that logic, he did not wish to imagine UrIm's tool... and with that logic, that meant UrSol's vagina was probably as tight as SkekSil's despite everything it took in ! The thought gave a delicious shiver down SkekUng's shiver just by thinking of it. Grin so large his gums showed and drool dripped on UrSol's thighs, he approached his beak near the entrance and took deep inhales. The delicious scent was even stronger then, it was obvious it would, but how intoxicating it was. SkekUng found himself panting eyes closed, tongue lolling out, savoring what he had just smelled while his members were hardening more.

"And uh..." UrSol nervously hesitated, his heart beating fast "Are you going to... do something now ?"

SkekUng looked up, eyes so dark they didn't look they belonged to someone with a soul. His instincts were taking over. However, he had enough reason left to consider UrSol's question. What was he expecting ? More foreplay ?! He grunted a little. He wanted to take him now, he had waited long enough. However, he thought if he did not oblige, UrSol might get bored and think he was "meh" in bed. Never would SkekUng's pride allow this ! Even Gelflings whom he saw as mere sex toys had to leave his bedroom happy, it was a matter of honor ! But he did not want to waste time doing something he would not gain. The same reason why he did not like giving blowjobs. However... a cuni would be a great compromise. He usually loved the taste and his tongue was good, he could not wait hearing UrSol's surprised cries. And with him in particular, it would mean smelling even closer that hypnotizing baked good scent. SkekUng's feathers straighted up on his back as a long serpentine tongue brushed over his sharp fangs in anticipation.

"Watch this...~" he growled in a barely sapient voice anymore.

UrSol could not even ask "watch what" when he suddenly felt a long reptilian tongue sliding up his slit. That cut him in his strack, flushing his face marble and making his mouth gape. SkekUng did it again, this time he emitted a sound, a shaky yelp, and dug 2 hands in the robes he was using as a towel not to be directly on the sand, and the 2 others reaching SkekUng's hair. The third lick was what finally drew him into the mood. He tossed his back, squirmed and started to softly moan in his chanting voice. SkekUng grinned at that kind of melody he liked to hear and kept savouring, engulfed in the taste and scent. UrSol mewled vowels at each lick, gripping with all his 4 hands, spreading his legs more as his penis twitched.

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Either they forgot or just didn't care anymore, but someone else felt the wonders of SkekUng's tongue. SkekSil jumped, face as red as his robes, yelping in surprise. Before he could think it was just an accident, like maybe UrSol accidentally rubbing his slit against some rock moss or something, it started again, and again, each of those earning gasps from the Chamberlain. He truely could not read and eat anymore even if he could. His heartbeat increased as he started to pant and instinctively spread his legs. Had UrSol finally stopped being a virgin and found himself someone ? Is that how he felt all along ? Well... It was nice. Maybe he did need that to complete that good day. SkekSil leaned back on his cushions, and sighed with contentment and growing pleasure. He lifted up his robes, watching that his was fully erected and wet, the wet folds being regularly teased. He added more to the sensation by starting to masturbate his shafts a little, biting his moans in his sleeve.

He did not know who was his counterpart's lover, but my, were they good.

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UrSol gasped as he felt a phantom hand stroking his shaft. Now that was more like it. He did not dare telling him who was probably doing this fearing SkekUng would be turnt off again by remembering a certain someone at the moment, but the double sensation had him moan louder, which lead SkekUng into believing he was that good. This patted his ego on its back and had him eat him out more deeply, penetrating him with his tongue and planting his talons in his thighs, grey blood trinkling.

"S-SkekUng..." UrSol gasped beathlessly, starting to sweat.

"Say it louder~" SkekUng demanded, growing wilder now sweat was mangling with the pheromones inside his nose.

"SkekUng !..."

The latter rewarded him by coiling his tongue around his clitoris. That was very welcome given the loud moan the UrRu let out, almost like a chant. That sensation mixed up with the sensation of his joystick being stimulated had him ejaculate a little bit of precum. SkekUng noticed, after he had taken his head away from between his thighs, licking the juice from his lips away. Between 2 animalistic pants, he still remarked :

"You... guys... cum... blue ?"

UrSol's pre, indeed, was a pretty shade of coral blue. The little drops on his round belly and some of his 8 breasts were, so pure SkekUng could almost see his demented face reflecting in them.

"I suppose this question means it is not Skeksis' case ?" UrSol answered with another question, dizzy and panting after what just happened.

"You'llseebyyourselfsoonenough!" SkekUng growled not even caring about articulating.

  And being very proud of what he assumed to be fully his role, he positionned himself on his knees and leaned in, licking away the blue semen off the belly as well as off the heads.

"OH MY !" UrSol cried out with surprise, a shudder running through his whole body.

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"OH MY !" SkekSil cried out with surprise, a shudder running through his whole body.

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The Spy Master could no longer wait. His private parts had not been touched, they were itching, twitching, feeling cold. He was craving to be in. Seeking moist, warmth, tightness. A clawed hand on UrSol's hip and another spreading one of his legs, SkekUng positionned himself, about to shove them all in.

UrSol, as much as he wanted it, remembered three or two were way too overwhelming at least for starters. Staring down there with want yet uncertainty, he rose a finger.

"Hem... Slowly at first ?" he suggested.

SkekUng, looking and sounding like a rabid asthmatic dinosaur with only one goal at this point, still stopped just when he was about to shove all 3 carelessly. He looked at him in his eyes, ruby ones meeting brown ones. As crazy-driven he was when he was horny, he did not want his partners, especially someone like UrSol, to be uncomfortable in any way. He remembered that if the 2 halves were the same, SkekSil always had been more sensitive and tight than any other Skeksis, and thus needed to feel one length at a time, and that all 3 in would make him cum after only 3 thrusts, not very pleasing for SkekUng as flattering as it was. So that the moment could last, he had to act even less like he was a stranger but even more like he was familiar ; yet another reason to see him as an extension of SkekSil.

With a slight disappointed grunt, SkekUng grabbed his middle apendage, and checked again the Chanter, who put his 4 hands in different places of SkekUng's back. Seeing he was waiting for his approval before going on, UrSol wanted to say something but was way too anticipating and trembling with lust to say something. Apparently, all he could do was moving. So now that the SkekSis was pinning him down, and that when lying down at his full hength unhunched the UrRu and the Skeksis were of the same size, both facing each other, the Chanter noticed one of his battlescars on his collarbone - the same scars UrIm had all over his body which made all his virile charm. He kissed it, before turning his large pupils to the Spy Mastere's surprised yet still crazy gaze with an approving nod and another smile. That did give him a pleasant shudder, as well as a feeling of warmth he had not felt in a long time.

But enough twisting and turning. They had a goal, they were not turning away from it. SkekUng slowly pressed in, progressively entering in him. The Mystic gasped and arched his back, mewling incomprehensive sounds the more it came in. The stretch felt like a mix of pain and pleasure at first, like he had always felt it in a phantom wau, before his insides quickly loosened up around the rod, making way to pleasure only. The Skeksis gritted his teeth. Yes. Yes ! His theory was true ! He felt exactly like the Chamberlain.

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Said Chamberlain gasped way too loudly at the sudden stretch. Never had he felt it in a phantom way ! And never he would have thought UrSol would go further than just being licked ! He fell on his back and felt it slowly go in and out, earning him moans despite how much he did not want to.

Because a sense of horror, of shock, of betrayal - jealousy ? came to him.

He recognized who it felt like. Someone he hated but used to love and who still was to this day his favorite lay.

SkekUng... Dared ?!

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UrIm had braced himself. Knowing his half, he knew it was bound to happen. A piece of clothe in his mouth, he kept his moans for himself the best he could, his loins burning as much as his crotch whose pants' tightness were torturing. He had no choice but drop his pants down at his ankles, letting his stimulated flesh leaking all the way it wanted while he had to focus on his goal. Making himself a healing potion for his knees.

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As promised, SkekUng was starting slowly. Holding his hip and his thigh, he was enjoying what he had not enjoyed in some trines, while also being something he never had at the same time. He did enjoy it more than he could express it with words. So was UrSol. Whimpering - not the way SkekUng hated - and moaning with pleasure, he was feeling what he had always known again, but craved so much during that season with the kind of direct sensations and attention he had always wished to have in his counterpart's place.

"SkekUng..." he muttered breathlessly holding him close with the strength of all 4 of his arms "Th-this feels even better..."

"Of course it does..." SkekUng growled with a very proud grin going up his earholes, burrying his face in his neck to smell him again "It cannot be good without the Spy Master's presence itself..."

UrSol whined more at the feeling of his member pressed between their round bellies. Putting 2 of his arms around SkekUng's back and reaching his almost completely atrophied back hands to hold them, he wrapped his tail and SkekUng's together as well as his bloody legs around SkekUng's waist he took away from SkekUng's grip. SkekUng was once again startled by his sweet gestures, but held these hands in return. SilSol and UngIm, he thought again...

That was what convinced him partially to accelerate his pace. Biting to blood UrSol's neck, the taste excited him even more. He thrusted with more eagerness. And given UrSol's moans, it was the right choice.

"Yes..." the latter muttered muffling his voice in his back fur.

SkekUng licked all the gray blood that came out of his bite, savoring the taste as well as all the smells. The blood, the sweat, the pheromones, the vaginal fluids he could smell even from there... Oooooh this was driving him nuts. He did not accelerate yet, but hit with more vigor a precise spot over and over, he knew he would love it.

It was the case.

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh Thra !~" UrSol cried out with sparkles in his wide eyes.

SkekUng inhaled and exhaled hot steam, as hot as both were. He did not know if it were because of the desert warmth or their bodies intertwined or their activities or all 3 at once, but one thing is sure, they were getting sweatier and sticky. That was the contrary of disagreeble, though. Digging a hand on the ground, SkekUng gripped one of the Mystic's numerous breasts and squeezed. He preferred butts, but a boob is a boob. That made UrSol giggle at his eagerness between 2 moans.

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"I will castrate him- Aah !~ Gut him- Aah !~ Skin him alive- Ooh !~ How dare he- Oh yes~ How dare he do this to me- Hmmmmmm !~"

The Chamberlain was getting pounded by such a familiar thrust he would have usually loved, and which he could not hate either at the current moment given how the Spy Master knew how to satisfy him even far away, but that did not mean he was not angry. When he insulted someone alone out loud, it was as bad as if he were scheming against them.

He was boiling with rage. How dare he cheat on him- uh wait they had not been together in 700 trines and in a way it was not the first time they did it with others since then. He should not care ! He hated him after all, why caring about who that stupid spithead was fucking !? Cheating was maybe not the right word... BUT HOW DARE HE DO IT ANYWAY ?! More than if it had been with another Skeksis, the fact he was making rough love to his counterpart was a kind of insult - and injury to his heart for some reason he refused to think through - he never felt before. Chamberlain was not enough ?! Spy Master needed something else ?! Spy Master thought stupid Chanter was the better half of the 2 !? Stupid Spy Master would go to slutty Chanter from then on and no longer to poor Chamberlain ?! These centuries of booty call and rivalry meant nothing to Spy Master ?! That twisted SkekSil's stomach at the same time as the phantom dick he felt in him twisted a bag of nerve in particular which had him spurt pre and had him claw to feathers a cushion. Sure he felt it, but he was not touching HIM ! And he thought he knew his rival enough ! When he thought he supposed he never would go that low ! Not only a Mystic, an INSULT to the superiority of the Lords of the Crystal like the Heretic did, but HIS Mystic, making it an insult to Skeksis and to himself !

Oooooh he will see ! He will see !

Bloody legs spread out of instincts and moans contrasting with the raging fire coming from his emerald eyes, SkekSil was experiencing probably the very first case of remotely hatefuck ever on Thra.

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UrIm had finished his potion and applied it carefully to his injuried knees while instinctively thrusting into the air, as much as he had tried to distract himself by humming the cosmic chant of Thra.

Attracted by the chant, UrTih the Alchemist tried coming in his lab.

"Are you doing a new ritual, UrIm-"

"GET OUT !" the Healer snapped covering his groin.

It took only one second of analyzing his flushed face and noticing the pants down his ankles to understand what was probably going on. UrTih nodded and left the room his 4 arms in the air in a "my bad" gesture.

  He would never understand the cravings other had, but he wished UrSu would let them do as their instincts wished, surely UrSkeks would not feel those if they were wrong. If only they were all asexual like himself and probably TekTih were, everybody would be as calm as he was during that season.

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SkekUng, sweating and hair, fur and feathers messy, panted without stopping his pounding session, his pants were wheezing and hoarse betraying his age. But he was not stopping.

Licking UrSol's sweat away on his chest, he turnt back to him, muzzles so close they would almost kiss.

"ALLOW ME..." he growled like a rabid t-rex.

"Allow you of wh-"

If it had been SkekSil, the latter would have praised his genitals by saying they had gotten bigger long ago by now, which means that by now, SkekUng would have already put a second in, sometimes on rare occasions all 3, to prove him what truely meant bigger. UrSol had not said such thing. Yet SkekUng wanted to show him. Or rather to do it himself, he had missed doing this and his other cocks were growing cold by this lack of attention. So before UrSol could finish his sentence SkekUng turnt him over like he weighed nothing, and held his tail high. He glanced down, and smirk hungrily at the little hole and the already severed and wet slit he saw. He grabbed 2 of his, knowing that he was too loose by now to be hurt-

The sight of his anus just gave him an idea. He had 3 dicks, right ? And it was not the first time SkekSil did anal, UrSol felt it too anyway and probably loved it as much as SkekSil did.

He grabbed all 3, bracing himself and growling with a vile and creepy toothy grin appearing on his beak. UrSol, on his belly, 2 arms before him and gripping with all 4 hands on the blue robe under him as if he were already anticipating, his insides were getting cold without the finished business.

"SkekUng ?" he asked curiously yet with a bit of nervosity growing in him for whatever the SkekSil was planning "What are you doIIIIIIIIIIIIIING !!!"

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SkekSil couldn't hold in his cry this time, legs going straight all of sudden. Oh no he didn't ! Oh no he just didn't give THE CHANTER what HE loved but never had enough !

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UrIm's cheeks inflated holding in a cry that interrupted his chant, clinging on his table. Oh no he didn't ! Oh no he didn't do what always had his head spin so hard !

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And yet he just did. One in his tailhole and the 2 others in his vaginal canal, he had shoved them all at once thinking he was well prepared anyway. Well, it was true for his vagina, but not for his anus. Did he forget, or was he too dizzy and horny to care anymore ? Probably both. All UrSol felt (and SkekSil far away too) was the feeling of being ripped in 2. He held in tears and panted, gulping to try too soothe himself, hiding his face in his arms. That was not the first, not the first time, it will be good, and his presence will make it better... He could do it.

Any iota of consciousness left in SkekUng had left that world from the moment all 3 of his members found themselves inside. Eyes blurry in lust, head filled with instinct, scary fangs and gums shiny in drool, He only had one objective left now. Finishing him. With that new sensation and that beautiful "BOOTIFUL" view he had before him now, he put the tail over his shoulder and planted his claws in his fat hips, making them bleed. UrSol barely had the time to yelp for these claws, when SkekUng started rocking again. WAY more harshly than before.

Without any mercy, SkekUng roared as he slammed his groin against UrSol's behind over and over again frenetically, wet clapping sounds echoing in the lair. He was no longer trying to reach as far as possibly, but thrusting as fast as possible. UrSol no longer moaned but cried out at each thrust now, at first feeling only pain although it did add to the pleasure, before pure pleasure replaced everything completely. Him too was getting blurry-minded and almsot blind. Each thrust had him lose and gain his sanity in and out, dripping in fluid, blood, saliva and sweat as he clawed, even with his feet while trying to steady himself, the Spy Master's robes that served as his sheets. He no longer held back his words

"SKEKUNG ! OH YES ! YES ! SKEKUNG ! FASTER ! FASTER ! OH THRA ! OH THRAAAAAAAA !~"

"YEAH, THAT'S IT" SkekUng roared now planting his talons in the bottom of his back and clawing all the way down back to his hips "SAY MY NAME ! SAY IT !!!"

The drool and salty sweat dripping on his clawed back stung harshly, but that only excited the Chanter more, who did as he was commanded. He cried out, or rather screamed his name repeatdly, yelling how good he was, arching his back and pressing his butt further against his groin so he could reach deeper in him. The compliments were just what SkekUng needed to go on or he would have exploded already, but shush, that was a secret he would never know. For fueling himself more, he needed more "drug", aka more blood or scent. Blood would do. He took he tail that was on his shoulder, and muffled his roars and pants by biting to blood in it. His pupils grew so wide in delight he almost had shark eyes by now.

UrSol was getting close. So, so close. Like he had before already, but it was the first time it was directly happening to him not through the way of his own hand but someone else. He did not want this to stop, he did know all things came to an end, but he truely wished it would last as long as possible. SkekUng too was close to the edge. Closer and closer every thrust. He too did not want to last too long, he wanted to prove he was strong and vigorous by lasting the longest possible. But his age and the particular kinkiness of the situation made it as hard as both of their masculine parts were.

"I'M... I'M COMING..." the grey-faced and messy-haired Chanter warned gasping each time SkekUng's heads hit his channels.

It was not truely understandable, at least UrSol did not comprehend it, but SkekUng grunted "SHUT UP" the tail of his partner in his maw. He did not need to be distracted now, no way. He HAD to focus to do a new record. He generally bursted by now every time he used all 3. He wanted to prove himself as well as that newbie Mystic he was able to do wonders. Tail still working as a gag in his now bloody mouth, the Spy Master leaned on his back, grabbing 2 of his wrists to hold them in place. He paused a moment, which lasted only one second but seemed like an eternity for the Mystic... before thrusting deeper. Deeper. Deeper ! DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER MAKING BOTH OF THEM SCEAM SKEKUNG'S SCREAM MUFFLED BY THE TAIL DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER ONE ! MORE ! TIME !-

The Skeksis let go of the tail and bit as deep possible the breathlessly chanting Mystic as they both orgasmed together, both of their minds momentarily blank. A chant sounding similar to the cosmic chants he did in the valley with the others, but more trembling, louder, more beautiful. Strange for it to be so beautiful for being probably the one chant they had forbidden. Either way, UrSol felt his insides being filled til saturation in a hot liquid, which added one last shudder. Once SkekUng let him go to breathe deep pants on his bloody bite mark, UrSol collapsed. Limbs limp, scalp stickily sweaty, face showing an exhausted afterglow look and a stupidly satisfied smile. Never had he felt such a magical thing.

SkekUng's afterglow face wo no more graceful. Tongue lolling out on the side of his dumb smile coiling up his ears, his crossed eyes with an empty look bore one eyelid heavier than the other. Now he was coming back to his senses, he took another breathe of the UrRu's scent in his hair more as an affectionate gesture than a sex fuel. He sighed out with contentment and pulled out. Proud and quite of a narcissist like all Skeksis were, he looked with satisfaction as he saw the thick purple gel oozing out of the severed holes. He cracked his neck, back and knuckles. Whew, he was not young anymore, but it was worth the result. He touched a bit of what was running out, coloring his fingers and went back over UrSol showing it in front of his eyes.

"See ?" he panted with a tired grin "We... do purple."

"Purple ?" UrSol panted with a smile just as tired "How curious."

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Disclaimer : it goes on ! Will be spicy.

TFW swears and NSFW

After an ETERNITY of following him - how could these Mystics could be so slow with such big feet - which had SkekUng actually consider cutting off his tail with his sword, growling and hand tense on his scabbard, they finally arrived before he would decide to truely do it. They arrived to a small rock cave, a least it looked like a cave. It just woas a small oasis with a well, some plants the lot sheltered by a rock ceiling. SkekUng looked around... it was not big "big" but big enough for one whole UrSkek, will be perfect for a break before going back to his quest. He saw the well, and suddenly remembered he was thirsty, his throat and mouth were aching again now his attention was brought on water. He rushed to a bucket, dipped it and shoved his beak in it, slobbily lapping. Water dripped at his feet, wetted his hair and his clothes, as well as UrSol who actually did not mind it, the heat had any water be welcome. Once he was done, he shook his head like a bird to dry himself, emitting a loud satisfied sigh. He dipped his hand and brought it to his hair and face. The water ran and washed off all the sand he had accumulated. It felt very good. And UrSol noticed how good he looked with his hair and sideburns wet. He blushed a little and turnt away, filling his flask. Which SkekUng did soon after.

SkekUng looked up at the UrRu with curiosity. Why was he doing in the desert alone ? He was not the Archer or the Wanderer, exploring around. He was just the Chanter, he was supposed to sit all day with the others in the Valley doing... well... chanting, then. Surely he had his own secrets to be alone there. He was the Chamberlain's other half... He oberseved him with a squinted glare, as the Mystic moved away slowly and sat next to a fresh rock, leaning on it with a content sight as he drank from his flash with more delicacy. The Spy Master sat in front of him, not leaving him from his eyes, waiting for him to do or say anything suspicious. UrSol noticed and gently smiled up at him, a smile radiating a lot of sweetness and a familiar feeling from SkekUng, who rolled his eyes more to convince himself than convincing the Mystic that he did not find him adorable for his old age and for his species.

After a moment of silence, the fuzzy Skeksis finally spoke.

"What are you doing so far from the Valley ?" he asked, not taking his glare away from him.

UrSol looked away a moment. He turnt back to him and answered calmly.

"Sometimes, we leave the Valley for finding supplies we are lacking at the moment, and to look upon lost souls and help them if we come across them, or remind them Thra is always behind them. Some children of Thra are happy to receive guidance from time to time. This time, it was me. UrNol is sick and can't go fetsh these herbs that only grow in the desert. I already found some but I need to rest a little."

He proved his argument by opening his bag and showing its content to the Skeksis. He had to tell the truth, the latter couldn't deny it anymore at the sight of the content.

"Hm" he scoffed with disdain "You guys never get banished by UrSu I suppose ?"

"He may be disappointed at us, we always are welcome and we will always be his friend. So, no."

"Not even the Wanderer ?"

"UrGoh ? He is not banished. He rarely was in the valley anyway, hence his name. Plus, you do know he has his mission with the Heretic now."

SkekUng cringed at the mention of that traitor for four reasons. First, ow could he have had his brain washed by a Mystic ? Proof they must be dangerous if you let yourself tricked. Second, why did they both want to unify there and now ? Even the Mystics didn't want to. Third, why couldn't they have just died ? Knowing he was alive after such a betrayal on the Skeksis kind filled SkekUng with rage. And fourth, he simply always despised him, just hearing his name bristled his feathers. He used to be the favorite warrior because Mr SkekGra was so tall, Mr SkekGra was so strong, Mr SkekGra had tricked and killed so many,... Good riddance ! SkekUng had loved humiliating him and contributing to his torture. It was a new start, if only SkekSil could have been banished as well, life would have become almost perfect. SkekUng couldn't hide his sneer at the memory of SkekGra's tears.

Which UrSol noticed, and guessed what he was thinking about. He took a sad look and glanced away. He had not agreed with UrGoh, but he know how much he and SkekGra had suffered. He hated seeing people suffer, especially good persons, for once a Skeksis had actually been starting the Mystic way - he was always welcome in the Valley even if they did not agree with his wish to unite immediatly - and especially his friends. But it was not his role to lecture him. He should be letting Thra decided itself if yes or no he would change, and at the very least, UrIm, his half, would have more right than himself.

"And... what are you doing out there ?" UrSol asked to change subject.

"Uuuugh..." SkekUng groaned. "I must kill Arathim. SkekVar could have gone himself, since he soooo wants the Emperor's ass, everyone knows it. But no, since the piece of information was from one of my spies, I had to do it myself. I'm the Spy Master, so if my spies find anything, they tell it to me, and since I am a military, I finish the job myself, knowing where to find the culprits. But I'd have wished it was not on my day off."

Not a good idea of a question, after all. UrSol's smile dropped a second time. He did not approve murder and wars, even less against people of Thra, Arathim were as much its Children as the Gelflings and Podlings for instance. A shame Skeksis massacred them and Gruenaks because they did not wish to submit to their authority... But once again, it was not of his resort. It was of Thra's, and at maybe at least UrIm's.

After a moment of silence, the Chanter thought it was useless to beat about the bush forever. He had a plan in his mind and if he waited too long it would never happen, it was his only chance. And if he kept avoiding the matter by keeping asking questions to the Skeksis, he might sadden him or even anger him so much he might not want anymore. He breathed in, putting his flask next to him, and turnt to the intrigued Skeksis who noticed his behaviour.

"SkekUng... I have been looking for you." he confessed in the most honest and direct manner possible.

The fuzzy Skeksis stared with surprise at the UrRu. He knew it ! SkekSil's other half had to be planning something !

"WHAT ?!" he roared baring his fangs "HOW DID YOU KNOW I WOULD BE THERE ?! ARE YOU THE CAUSE OF THESE ARATHIMS ?!"

"No no, I did not know you were, I was just hoping so" he calmly explained, yet his cheeks flushing an adorable shade of red "UrIm had told me you were the Spy Master. I-"

"URIM ?!" he exclaimed "MY HALF IS YOUR ACCOMPLICE ?!"

"No no he doesn't know anything, he just said it once and I remembered !" he nervously defended himself, his cheeks flushing more. "You are often away from the castle for your missions, right ? So, every 5 trines, I go venture about hoping to cross my path with yours someday, I have been doing so for 2 centuries now, you know. It finally happened today. Hehehe... proving that patience is key and that Thra has paths for everyone, right ?"

SkekUng stared at him unsure if he should be angry because he was spying on him or angry because he was mocking him. He furiously got up, his little back arms activated the mechanism of his carapace which had his fake wings open to seem taller and more menacing, and pointed an accusing talon at the bun-wearing Mystic, who was not scared at all - in fact finding him quite handsome when angry - but rather embarrassed.

"AND WHY WOULD YOU BE FOLLOWING ME EVERYWHERE EVERY 5 TRINES ?! DO YOU THINK I WILL BELIEVE YOUR LIES !?"

"I am not lying !" the Chanter protested nervously.

"THEN EXPLAIN YOURSELF BETTER !"

"It is Mystic mating season !"

Out of all the possible answered, SkekUng had NOT expected that one. His wings remained opened, still, shocked, the same was for his beak. Huge eyes stared idiotically at the flushing UrRu looking away as if he were shameful to have blurted this out.

"... I beg your pardon ?" he quickly articulated tilting his head hoping he had badly heard.

UrSol rubbed his eyes as an attempt to calm himself down while also as an excuse to avoid SkekUng's look for a few seconds. He inhaled and joined the tips of his forefingers.

"Yes. For... mating season." he confirmed.

"Wh-wha- B-but no !" SkekUng protested, wings closing in his carapace "Mating season was 3 trines ago, and will be in 2 trines !"

Oh no, it was indeed every 5 trines for them too, how could he have not realized the parallel sooner ?! But it still could not be !

"For Skeksis, yes, but for us, it is now. Believe me, we do know when yours take place, we... feel it."

The Spy Master felt his cheeks burn. He had not realized. In more than 800 trines of existence, he had not realized UrIm probably felt whatever pleasurable he was feeling and not just the pain. And... so would those he did it with... And so UrSol ! Mouth agape, eyes wide in shocked horror, he covered his gaping beak with his big hands, staring far away into the void. UrSol had felt his phalluses more than once. Oh Thra. That... He did not know if it was no big deal since he was SkekSil's other half after all, or if it was like voyeurism, or like pounding into the wrong person thinking it was another YET still doing it with the right person at the same time- IT WAS VERY COMPLEX.

"And yes... I felt you more than once. You're very good at it." UrSol added looking away with a shy little smirk, which had SkekUng emit an awful yelp muffled by his hands.

SkekUng walked around, eyes still wide, mouth still gape, face still flushed. He needed to recollect what he had heard. Was... was this UrRu hinting he wanted him to bed him ?! Him specifically ?! He sat down again hurriedly facing UrSol. He had to be bluffing.

"If you were in heat I would have smelled it !!" he exclaimed, poking his chest.

"Because you are used to Skeksis pheromones, I suppose" the Chanter shrugged "In fact our... scent is more faint. You need to be closer to smell it."

"I will not smell you !" SkekUng shook his head in disapproval crossing his arms subbornly but still blushing.

"Up to yourself, I will not force you in any way..." UrSol nodded.

SkekUng was not satisfied by that assuring sentence and glowered at him even more. He just blatantly said he followed him every mating season and liked how he felt. It was not an innocent conversation at all ! And certainly not the contrary of awkward whatever that would be called !

"... YOU WANT ME TO BREED YOU ?!" he blurted it out, to finally hear him a yes or a no.

"Breed would be the bad term since we are way past our menopause" UrSol corrected teasingly "But... The basis of it, yes..."

"WHY ME ?! WHY THE FUCK ME !?" SkekUng's voice almost cracked at the last word "WHY DON'T YOU JUST... I DON'T KNOW ?! SOMETHING EASIER, GO TO ANOTHER MYSTIC ?! URIM SINCE HE WOULD BE THE CLOSEST ?! IF YOU REALLY WANT A SKEKSIS TRY GOING TO SKEKGRA AND HIS MYSTIC, HE'S A CERTIFIED MYSTIC FUCKER AND I WOULD NOT BE SURPRISED IF SUCH DEGENERATES WOULD BE UP TO THREESOMES !"

"I would not bother these two, for what I heard they are pretty much content with each other." the Chanter smiled softly.

SkekUng cringed with disgust, was he implying the Heretic actually loved his own half ?! Disgusting, it was like loving his own twin, or clone, or hand, or whatever ! Truely banishing him and punishing him was deserved if so !

"As for UrIm... " UrSol pursued "This is what I originally intended, ever since the Great Division... But... It's not possible."

"Why, Mr Healer is too much of a pussy to do the first step in a relationship ?" the Spy Master both said ironically and mocked, crossing his arms with a proud smirk "I truely am the better half like I truely suspected then."

"Well... yes and no." UrSol sighed. "It's just that, he does like the other Mystics do, like the rules are. We, hem, are supposed to be abstinent."

SkekUng frowned with confusion, as much as if you told a Gelfling Skeksis were evil.

"...You guys don't fuck ?!"

"We do not."

"Like... at all ?!"

"Master UrSu forbid it, he thinks it is sin."

"WHAT ?!" which of SkekSo and UrSu was the evil one ?! "How in the right mind would one forbid that ?! It's not a sin at all and know me we sin all the time in other fields ! It is crucial for socializing and know your workmates better and for relationships and and and- how can you live like a virgin like SkekTek ?!"

"Well, relationships too are forbidden, Master UrSu thinks the only relationship we should focus on would be our common brotherhood in the waiting of the Great Conjunction. In a way, he does not condemn reproduction if it leads to children, but he also forbid us to have any since we were not of Thra and did not need to add more non-Thra beings which would make the renufication awkward. I agree witht that one point. However I see that none of you ever had chil-"

"And what does he do if you disobey ?" SkekUng cut hastily not wanting to remember painful memories.

"He would just be disappointed. He was disappointed at UrVa who used to join with Mother Aughra before she fell asleep for centuries, and at UrGoh when he and SkekGra became more than halves."

"Disappointed ?!" he repeated dumbfounded "That's it ?! You guys can all get it on then, screw him. Literally even if you want."

"Him being disappointed is enough of a punishment. You have no idea how guilty we are whenever he shows these puppy eyes and drooped mouth, why do you think the Archer is not often with us ? UrGoh did cry a lot when he saw he had failed him, the two of them cried while hugging for hours, it was heart-wrenching !"

"You tell it" SkekUng commented unimpressed, elbow on a rock and his jaw supported by his fist "But since you're here for my groin, I suppose you do plan to "disappoint" him anyway, right ?"

  UrSol looked down, fidgetting his fingers, almost ashamed, but nodded with a sigh.

"Yes and no..." he bit his lip nervously "I mean true it would go against what he said buuuut he wouldn't have to know ?! I'm far from the valley and I have another reason to be away ! Aaaand I would not do it with a Mystic, so if I play on the words it would maybe not count ! Right ?"

SkekUng cocked an eyebrow at the far fetched excuses the Mystic was finding. Like a child justifying why he should go home at past 10.00 PM. It was so clumsy and he truely sounded shy about it as well. It was both cute and flattering. Almost exciting to think a virgin wanted him, even. And a virgin half of SkekSil. The idea of taking a virgin SkekSil yet all new- no no no focus.

"Mother Aughra is not a Mystic and it counted." he reminded with a grumpy eyeroll, at himself for having almost been tempted for a minute.

"I said "played on words" !" the Chanter justified himself articulating through his gritted teeth.

"Of course of course."

"Either way..." he rubbed his nape "UrIm and I had feelings for each other since we were young, like you and SkekSil were even if it's over now. However we could only be friends, never more. And as much as I love him, he's a bit of a air-head like you-"

"What ?!"

"-and never took my hints of doing anything secret, until 300 trines ago when he simply told me that as much as he was tempted nothing could ever make him break rules. I respected his choices. But... I still have-"

"Needs" SkekUng cut, finding a parallel with himself.

"You too ?" UrSol tilted his head.

"You have no idea..." the Spy Master drooled with frustration "I can bang your counterpart only when it's mating season, but it doesn't mean that I don't crave him inbetween."

"At least you had him and will have him ! I never had anyone, not counting the feeling of him being taken or taking which just made me want it more in silence for centuries, I do NOT know how more Mystics aren't getting crazy with that ! I... If we have these feelings and needs, they have to be for something. It would not be called "lovemaking" if it were sinful, and I bet my hairbun the UrSkeks were freeer on the matter. So... I grew desperate. This may sounds crazy, and I will not force you if you do not want, of course ! But... you have become my only option. Yes I already feel you everytime, but not only I never do when it's OUR mating season, but I just feel you in a phantom way, no... no real smells, touches, contact... You see what I mean !... And yes there could be other Skeksis, SkekSil didn't do it just with you in his life, yes... But not only I think you felt the best among them all, it would be the closest I would ever do with UrIm."

SkekUng did not know but his face grew redder than his eyes had ever been. He felt he was growing hot however and cooled off his face and nape with more water from his bucket. He had never been asked such a thing. Sure SkekUng never said no to a good lay, especially if it meant introducing some virgin to the world of sex, but now something was odd. Odd because he was outraged at the very thought of giving in and doing it with a MYSTIC. How disgusting - he thought. He was not SkekGra ! But did he not just because it was forbidden ? If so he was no better than both SkekGra and UrSol... But he was not just "outraged", he was also... beyond curious. He had never made love to a Mystic, that could be a new experience. And not any Mystic but the one whose counterpart was the Skeksis with the widest hips and the tight and warmest vent in the whole castle. It would be like taking him for the first time while adding novelty to it, chances are they would both feel the same. And himself was indeed frustrated, it was like if Thra had thought it had been too hard on him and decided to reward him to be even... unless it was a new test ? A new trap ? Curse you, Thra.

"What you ask is... singular." he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck while glancing around.

"I do know, I do not know it is not just like asking for a service. But rather servicing" UrSol chuckled.

"Your jokes do not help" SkekUng glared still red-faced.

SkekUng thought more. After all... After all here were more temptations than issues with doing it with a Mystic. The one thing blocking was because it was an UrRu and they were taught to hate them. He could perfectly fuck him without thinking about becoming Heretic with him ! As cute as he was and cheerful and basically an extension of the Chamberlain- no no no no he felt nothing, for none of them, he convinced himself after a light slap on his own cheek. But... he had been craving so much these days, He hated how he could rarely get to do it outside mating season while SkekAyuk and SkekEkt would fuck like fizzgigs next door. At this point, even a Podling's eyesocket would do. And if he did not like it, he could just stop and have another reason to hate SkekSil and the UrRu race.

"...FINE" he let out "We're gonna try. BUT ! We do it my way, and I have the right to stop anytime, and I forbid you to make everything awkward by calling me "UrIm" or "dear" or any shit of that kind or I will make sure SkekSil will feel me in a bad way. Got it ?"

UrSol did not know he emitted a "squee" sound but yes SkekUng did hear it. But before the Skeksis could comment on this, the UrRu cut him short and had his blush worsen by hugging him with his 4 arms.

"Thank you a lot !" he rejoiced "I promise to behave. But it's fine, I already love the way you do. Even bites~"

SkekUng scoffed and gulped at that last sentence, and wanted to protest and push him away and reproach him that no in fact that was not his way, but once again he was cut short. Not by words or by a move. But by a smell. UrSol had told him UrRu mating pheromones smelled only if you were very close, and now he was he was smelling. It smelled... like fresh baked bread. Or biscuit. Fresh from the oven. Smelling tender and delicious. Never the Spy Master had thought baked bread would smell so exciting. He sniffed his white hair and neck loudly, frenetically. Like if they were a drug. That scent was heady. And indeed, so delicious... it made him want to bite.

UrSol was both very excited and nervous. He had always felt his bites and the rest, but touching was different. He burried his snout in his neck fluff. He didn't smell anything, sweat and sand aside. It was not his mating season, after all. Too bad, he would have been curious what Skeksis smelled like when ready to mate. But sweat was good itself. And his gray feathers and hair were so soft... His 4 hands, still in their hugging pose, were tense, but gripped on his carapace, disappointed it was nothing to feel.

SkekUng's hands, however, had more access since UrSol's clothes were simpler. SkekUng wasn not entirely sure yet if he wanted it, but that smell... It did smell so good... His two still active hands finally touched him, one gripped in his oh so soft and bread-scented hair, and the other stroking up and down his back. Instinctively... He could not help it anymore. He licked the length of his long neck with his serpentine tongue. No bread taste, of course, and yet, he was satisfied. And so was UrSol whose tail straightened up and whose body entirely shuddered. That... was cute. How could he be so cute. He decided to tease and "taste" further by nibbling. This time, UrSol shifted in his embrace and yelped, burying his red face in his nack. SkekUng got a feeling of superiority. Flattering superiority seeing what a newbie he was. A vile smirk slowly coiled up his earholes.

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Meanwhile in the castle...

  SkekSil rubbed his neck. It was itching. A bug ? Strange. There was nothing on his hand. Maybe a bug was bothering UrSol ? He better get rid of it. He did not have all day, for once he was not scheming but chilling on his duvet-pillows in his chambers, reading while eating crawlies. That better not ruin it.

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  SkekUng wanted to lick and nibble more. More to reach that scent. It was so intoxicating, he started to pant, to try to swallow the scent now his nose was no longer enough. In a quite bold move despite his singular situation, he put a talon on UrSol's collar, and slid it down his shoulder baring it to have more access to skin. SkekUng tasted and nibbled there too...

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  That same itchy feeling again. But this time all along his shoulder and neck. Was UrSol getting swarmed ?! SkekSil had been reading 5 times the same sentence and kept trying to vainly scratch under his robes. Nothing changed ! It HAD to be UrSol.

"Confounded Mystic not even able to catch puny bugs !" he snarled with irritation.

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  UrSol softly moaned. A sound he usually did not emit unless touching himself or when the Chamberlain himself was doing things, but for the first time somebody was touching him and him only. He felt how SkekUng's hands were not trying to find the base of his shirt. As if he wanted more space to lick and nibble. With no upper cloth in his way. 2 of the Chanter's hand left SkekUng's carapace and grabbed SkekUn's wrist, putting them back on place.

"You know, we Mystics take communal baths." he teased gazing up at him "Which means we do not mind nudity. That means... you could have just asked me to show myself fully."

Skeksis too did partake in communal nudity when it was a spa day or back then when they would do orgies. But generally, the orgies as a good example, Skeksis associated nudity as intimate, hence why they wore these bath gowns not be fully naked in front of others during spa time. So when someone both known and unknown to him suggested to undress completely in front of him in such a nonchalant and teasing way gave a boost of hormones in the poor sexually frustrated Skeksis' mind who found himself flushed and mouth gaped again, blinking furiously to return to his reason. One of SkekUng's kinks had always been strip teasing. And Thra how he loved when young SkekSil would take off each of his dancing veils one by one.

"Oooooooooof course, of course do it !" he nodded a bit too eagerly crashing his butt on the ground with an excited spark in his eyes and resisting to show his smirk wanting to show itself on his snout but his talons gripping painfully on his knees "Just join me when you're done !"

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Meanwhile in the Valley...

Ouch. What was it ? UrIm's knees were aching. Like claws entering in his flesh. What was SkekUng doing ? Doing this to himself or was he being attacked ? He just sighed and was about to make himself a pain-calming potion when suddenly, he noticed he felt heat building up down there. It was Mystic Mating Season but he did not feel like it was coming from himself but from his counterpart. He looked down. He was erecting ?! He quickly covered it in shame, it was not helping his needs he kept trying to suppressing for these 2 weeks !

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SkekUng was indeed erecting under his robes, but paid no mind for it now. Maybe he did not even notice yet. He was just... distracted. But not like he had wished to be. He was blinking skeptically, squinting as if to see if what he was witnessing was real or not. UrSol was indeed undressing. But with no teasing, no grace, no show at all. He was just undressing like any would do before going to bed or going to bathe. Soon, the shy blushing UrRu found himself naked in all his chub and cuteness, bashfully fidgetting his fingers and hiding himself the best he would with his tail. The look on his face proved he had no idea what he did was just anticlimatic and was waiting for approval.

"...You really know nothing about it that's upsetting" SkekUng said staring incredulously, not even angry about it but almost feeling pity for such a lack of knowledge.

UrSol did not answer, either not caring or knowing he had to learn anyway. But he did sit next to him like he had told him to. He rested his arms and head on SkekUng's lap which actually helped flustering him again back into the mood, but that was probably innocently ; UrRu are cuddly creatures.

   "So what is next ?" he smiled up to him.

SkekUng grinned, oggling down at the naked Mystic. He had not seen a bare UrRu since the Great Division but despite all the chubs and wrinkles, it was not bad to look at all. Not only SkekUng had always been an assman so more chunk the better, and also because once again, it was in a way SkekSil he had always found beautiful as much as he would kick in the teeth anyone telling so out loud. He caressed his spine up and down, his grin widening and drooley, while his other hand held his chin up to meet his eyes.

"Now it's my turn to undress~" he growled as a sense of lust was overwhelming him "But do it slowly and do not hesitate at all to do what I did to you or more. Got it ?"

UrSol nodded and sat back turning to his... complicated clothes. Ah. Never would UrSol know why Skeksis thought it was so necessary for Skeksis to wear so many layers of clothes. To show their status ? No need to prove who you are. To show their wealth ? Unnecessary and superficial. To hide their older shapes ? They should not be ashamed of something natural. Seeing the confused look on the Mystic's face, SkekUng sighed and took off his carapaced, freeing his atrophied arms. UrSol was so surprised they had the luck to have 4 arms but only used 2. What a waste.

"Fine, I will help you." he grumbled.

UrSol welcomed this and both took off his layers of clothes one by one. And UrSol could not help but do - although shyly- what SkekUng had told him to do. He nuzzles the fur on his back, between some spikes, and groomed his fur affectionately. Kissed and licked his neck and shoulders. Sniffed his scent that had no strong pheromone in this season but smelled good to him anyway. SkekUng shivered delightefully. That fueled him, a sparkle of dark lust in his toothy grin and red eyes, to fully undress himself much to UrSol's surprise. To UrSol's bigger and happier surprise, he did have a gut but the less clothes he had one the more he saw he was muscular. His biceps contracted and rolled under his old scalie skin each time he removed and opened a piece of cloth, and the more bare he was getting the more feathers and furr appeared. The Chanter blushed as hard as he could, UrIm too was muscular even if he did not show it under his loose clothes. This was when SkekUng, finally not feeling shy anymore about doing it with a Mystic, straightened up and stared him, deep in his brown eyes with his ruby ones. Never had UrSol felt so little with such a piercing gaze. Half joyful, hungry, and sadistic. Like a predator seeing a prey. UrSol tried asking anything, when it was SkekUng's turn to shut him up. By grabbing his cheeks and kissing him passionately, not shy with the tongue, growling in his mouth, planting his claws in his cheeks. To him, it was usual. To UrSol, it had his heart jump, his eyes pop up and and his blood color his head grey (UrRu blood being grey). He had hoped his first kiss would be with UrIm, but in a way... that manly, muscular, hairy/feathery Skeksis was UrIm. Better than nothing, he caught his thick chest feathers and kissed back just as passionately, moaning in his mouth letting go centuries of frustration. He did not even care the claws in his cheeks making them bleed. In fact, he had always loved when SkekUng was rough on SkekSil. Except this time, it would be on him. Tails tangling together and 6 hands exploring each other's bodies, either it was SkekUng who got heavy or UrSol who pulled him, none knew exactly, all they knew was UrSol fell on his back and SkekUng over him. It was only now UrSol's phallus was going out to say hello to the world.

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SkekSil was as confused as ever, panic growing. His cheeks were bleeding. Was UrSol attacked ?! No it could not be. Then while would he feel his penises growing and hitting the book that was resting on his lap ?! Was SkekUng... No ! Never would that spithead mix with the Mystics, he had flaws but not that many ! And UrSol was a Mystic like the other, only he felt what SkekSil felt, never the contrary ! It could not happen !

...Right ?

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    After a moment, their mouth untangled leaving a thread of drool between their tongues as they caught their breath by panting hot steam, nose to nose. That was when they finally mutually decided, SkekUng pinning him on top and UrSol lying on his back, to exchange looks down there, as a mix of aroused curiosity and genuine curiosity. Would they have the same anatomy ? At the same exact moment, they both looked down, SkekUng sitting on his own heels to glance down. And again at the exact same moment, their faces flushed and eyes widened in surprise.

  "3 !?!" UrSol exclaimed.

  "One with 3 holes ?!" SkekUng exclaimed.

UrSol eyed the 3 lengths with a mix of curiosity and arousal. They were quite large and long, althought not as large as his own. Perhaps they were thinner to all penetrate at once ? That would explain why sometimes SkekSil would feel fuller than other times, it would just depend how many he would get. Yet as much as he experienced it, the Chanter was not sure to get all at once now he would be made love to directly.

"Which... Which do you use ?" he started

"I could use any, or all" SkekUng winked proudly before returning to his curious state "And which of... those do you use for peeing ?"

"I could ask you the same" the Mystic glared not truely wanting to talk about that now.

"Touché."

UrSol eyed slightly more down and a cheeky smirk drew itself on his face. He saw that beneath that pink glossy trident of the Skeksis' was a wet pink slit that opened. A sense of curiosity came to him as he lowered a hand and teased it, drawing his big forefinger up and down. SkekUng gasped, his back arching. His face crimson, he did his best to hold in moans. How dare he do this !... How dare he make him love this ! Quite bold, for an UrRu !

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UrIm gasped and crossed his legs further at that new sensation. SkekUng never did it during UrRu mating season ! Why was it changing now !? Not that he did not like it... But it was wrong ! As if he were not trying to ignore that season hard enough every 5 trines, now he had to make it hard ?!

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"Maybeeee... We could try a pose I always wanted to try with UrIm ?~" UrSol suggested with a lustful gaze, his fingers moistening down SkekUng.

"And... and what is it ?..." the Spy Master asked breathlessly.

"You could ride me-"

SkekUng immediatly left his aroused transe and took the hand away from his second lips by the wrist, a furious and offended tint in his eyes which removed all newly found confidence in the UrRu.

"You do NOT top me ! Nobody tops me ! Why do you think you only feel penetrated whenever you feel SkekSil with me ?! Because I never let him top and I will never let you either !! UNDERSTOOD ?!"

"U-understood" UrSol gulped and nodded nervously not scared but embarrassed to have suggested such a turn off to the Skeksis.

Truth was SkekUng had never ever in his long life bottomed. His female parts were still virgin and untouched as new. He always pretexted his need to feel in charge, but while it was partially true, the true reason was he feared to feel harsh pain and never dared. He had dared once, telling SkekSil he could when they were young mates. But as soon as he had felt something pressing against his slit, he had jumped out of the bed faster than he had ever jumped and never tried again, too scared anticipating the pain even before he could have felt it. Only SkekSil knew the real reason and nowadays would sometimes mock him about this, which would lead him to have his beak smash against the closest wall.

SkekUng calmed down and breathed out. He did not want that sweet UrRu face to look upset. And even less to risk turning him away from him or he would end up with blue balls. He thought he needed to make up... his way, with that context. He lay down, on his 4, facing the more and more nervous UrRu's genitals. A thick penis, as thick as all of SkekSil' 3 reunited in one, which was still smaller than SkekUng's lot of 3 ; with that logic, he did not wish to imagine UrIm's tool... and with that logic, that meant UrSol's vagina was probably as tight as SkekSil's despite everything it took in ! The thought gave a delicious shiver down SkekUng's shiver just by thinking of it. Grin so large his gums showed and drool dripped on UrSol's thighs, he approached his beak near the entrance and took deep inhales. The delicious scent was even stronger then, it was obvious it would, but how intoxicating it was. SkekUng found himself panting eyes closed, tongue lolling out, savoring what he had just smelled while his members were hardening more.

"And uh..." UrSol nervously hesitated, his heart beating fast "Are you going to... do something now ?"

SkekUng looked up, eyes so dark they didn't look they belonged to someone with a soul. His instincts were taking over. However, he had enough reason left to consider UrSol's question. What was he expecting ? More foreplay ?! He grunted a little. He wanted to take him now, he had waited long enough. However, he thought if he did not oblige, UrSol might get bored and think he was "meh" in bed. Never would SkekUng's pride allow this ! Even Gelflings whom he saw as mere sex toys had to leave his bedroom happy, it was a matter of honor ! But he did not want to waste time doing something he would not gain. The same reason why he did not like giving blowjobs. However... a cuni would be a great compromise. He usually loved the taste and his tongue was good, he could not wait hearing UrSol's surprised cries. And with him in particular, it would mean smelling even closer that hypnotizing baked good scent. SkekUng's feathers straighted up on his back as a long serpentine tongue brushed over his sharp fangs in anticipation.

"Watch this...~" he growled in a barely sapient voice anymore.

UrSol could not even ask "watch what" when he suddenly felt a long reptilian tongue sliding up his slit. That cut him in his strack, flushing his face marble and making his mouth gape. SkekUng did it again, this time he emitted a sound, a shaky yelp, and dug 2 hands in the robes he was using as a towel not to be directly on the sand, and the 2 others reaching SkekUng's hair. The third lick was what finally drew him into the mood. He tossed his back, squirmed and started to softly moan in his chanting voice. SkekUng grinned at that kind of melody he liked to hear and kept savouring, engulfed in the taste and scent. UrSol mewled vowels at each lick, gripping with all his 4 hands, spreading his legs more as his penis twitched.

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Either they forgot or just didn't care anymore, but someone else felt the wonders of SkekUng's tongue. SkekSil jumped, face as red as his robes, yelping in surprise. Before he could think it was just an accident, like maybe UrSol accidentally rubbing his slit against some rock moss or something, it started again, and again, each of those earning gasps from the Chamberlain. He truely could not read and eat anymore even if he could. His heartbeat increased as he started to pant and instinctively spread his legs. Had UrSol finally stopped being a virgin and found himself someone ? Is that how he felt all along ? Well... It was nice. Maybe he did need that to complete that good day. SkekSil leaned back on his cushions, and sighed with contentment and growing pleasure. He lifted up his robes, watching that his was fully erected and wet, the wet folds being regularly teased. He added more to the sensation by starting to masturbate his shafts a little, biting his moans in his sleeve.

He did not know who was his counterpart's lover, but my, were they good.

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UrSol gasped as he felt a phantom hand stroking his shaft. Now that was more like it. He did not dare telling him who was probably doing this fearing SkekUng would be turnt off again by remembering a certain someone at the moment, but the double sensation had him moan louder, which lead SkekUng into believing he was that good. This patted his ego on its back and had him eat him out more deeply, penetrating him with his tongue and planting his talons in his thighs, grey blood trinkling.

"S-SkekUng..." UrSol gasped beathlessly, starting to sweat.

"Say it louder~" SkekUng demanded, growing wilder now sweat was mangling with the pheromones inside his nose.

"SkekUng !..."

The latter rewarded him by coiling his tongue around his clitoris. That was very welcome given the loud moan the UrRu let out, almost like a chant. That sensation mixed up with the sensation of his joystick being stimulated had him ejaculate a little bit of precum. SkekUng noticed, after he had taken his head away from between his thighs, licking the juice from his lips away. Between 2 animalistic pants, he still remarked :

"You... guys... cum... blue ?"

UrSol's pre, indeed, was a pretty shade of coral blue. The little drops on his round belly and some of his 8 breasts were, so pure SkekUng could almost see his demented face reflecting in them.

"I suppose this question means it is not Skeksis' case ?" UrSol answered with another question, dizzy and panting after what just happened.

"You'llseebyyourselfsoonenough!" SkekUng growled not even caring about articulating.

  And being very proud of what he assumed to be fully his role, he positionned himself on his knees and leaned in, licking away the blue semen off the belly as well as off the heads.

"OH MY !" UrSol cried out with surprise, a shudder running through his whole body.

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"OH MY !" SkekSil cried out with surprise, a shudder running through his whole body.

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The Spy Master could no longer wait. His private parts had not been touched, they were itching, twitching, feeling cold. He was craving to be in. Seeking moist, warmth, tightness. A clawed hand on UrSol's hip and another spreading one of his legs, SkekUng positionned himself, about to shove them all in.

UrSol, as much as he wanted it, remembered three or two were way too overwhelming at least for starters. Staring down there with want yet uncertainty, he rose a finger.

"Hem... Slowly at first ?" he suggested.

SkekUng, looking and sounding like a rabid asthmatic dinosaur with only one goal at this point, still stopped just when he was about to shove all 3 carelessly. He looked at him in his eyes, ruby ones meeting brown ones. As crazy-driven he was when he was horny, he did not want his partners, especially someone like UrSol, to be uncomfortable in any way. He remembered that if the 2 halves were the same, SkekSil always had been more sensitive and tight than any other Skeksis, and thus needed to feel one length at a time, and that all 3 in would make him cum after only 3 thrusts, not very pleasing for SkekUng as flattering as it was. So that the moment could last, he had to act even less like he was a stranger but even more like he was familiar ; yet another reason to see him as an extension of SkekSil.

With a slight disappointed grunt, SkekUng grabbed his middle apendage, and checked again the Chanter, who put his 4 hands in different places of SkekUng's back. Seeing he was waiting for his approval before going on, UrSol wanted to say something but was way too anticipating and trembling with lust to say something. Apparently, all he could do was moving. So now that the SkekSis was pinning him down, and that when lying down at his full hength unhunched the UrRu and the Skeksis were of the same size, both facing each other, the Chanter noticed one of his battlescars on his collarbone - the same scars UrIm had all over his body which made all his virile charm. He kissed it, before turning his large pupils to the Spy Mastere's surprised yet still crazy gaze with an approving nod and another smile. That did give him a pleasant shudder, as well as a feeling of warmth he had not felt in a long time.

But enough twisting and turning. They had a goal, they were not turning away from it. SkekUng slowly pressed in, progressively entering in him. The Mystic gasped and arched his back, mewling incomprehensive sounds the more it came in. The stretch felt like a mix of pain and pleasure at first, like he had always felt it in a phantom wau, before his insides quickly loosened up around the rod, making way to pleasure only. The Skeksis gritted his teeth. Yes. Yes ! His theory was true ! He felt exactly like the Chamberlain.

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Said Chamberlain gasped way too loudly at the sudden stretch. Never had he felt it in a phantom way ! And never he would have thought UrSol would go further than just being licked ! He fell on his back and felt it slowly go in and out, earning him moans despite how much he did not want to.

Because a sense of horror, of shock, of betrayal - jealousy ? came to him.

He recognized who it felt like. Someone he hated but used to love and who still was to this day his favorite lay.

SkekUng... Dared ?!

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UrIm had braced himself. Knowing his half, he knew it was bound to happen. A piece of clothe in his mouth, he kept his moans for himself the best he could, his loins burning as much as his crotch whose pants' tightness were torturing. He had no choice but drop his pants down at his ankles, letting his stimulated flesh leaking all the way it wanted while he had to focus on his goal. Making himself a healing potion for his knees.

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As promised, SkekUng was starting slowly. Holding his hip and his thigh, he was enjoying what he had not enjoyed in some trines, while also being something he never had at the same time. He did enjoy it more than he could express it with words. So was UrSol. Whimpering - not the way SkekUng hated - and moaning with pleasure, he was feeling what he had always known again, but craved so much during that season with the kind of direct sensations and attention he had always wished to have in his counterpart's place.

"SkekUng..." he muttered breathlessly holding him close with the strength of all 4 of his arms "Th-this feels even better..."

"Of course it does..." SkekUng growled with a very proud grin going up his earholes, burrying his face in his neck to smell him again "It cannot be good without the Spy Master's presence itself..."

UrSol whined more at the feeling of his member pressed between their round bellies. Putting 2 of his arms around SkekUng's back and reaching his almost completely atrophied back hands to hold them, he wrapped his tail and SkekUng's together as well as his bloody legs around SkekUng's waist he took away from SkekUng's grip. SkekUng was once again startled by his sweet gestures, but held these hands in return. SilSol and UngIm, he thought again...

That was what convinced him partially to accelerate his pace. Biting to blood UrSol's neck, the taste excited him even more. He thrusted with more eagerness. And given UrSol's moans, it was the right choice.

"Yes..." the latter muttered muffling his voice in his back fur.

SkekUng licked all the gray blood that came out of his bite, savoring the taste as well as all the smells. The blood, the sweat, the pheromones, the vaginal fluids he could smell even from there... Oooooh this was driving him nuts. He did not accelerate yet, but hit with more vigor a precise spot over and over, he knew he would love it.

It was the case.

"Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh Thra !~" UrSol cried out with sparkles in his wide eyes.

SkekUng inhaled and exhaled hot steam, as hot as both were. He did not know if it were because of the desert warmth or their bodies intertwined or their activities or all 3 at once, but one thing is sure, they were getting sweatier and sticky. That was the contrary of disagreeble, though. Digging a hand on the ground, SkekUng gripped one of the Mystic's numerous breasts and squeezed. He preferred butts, but a boob is a boob. That made UrSol giggle at his eagerness between 2 moans.

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"I will castrate him- Aah !~ Gut him- Aah !~ Skin him alive- Ooh !~ How dare he- Oh yes~ How dare he do this to me- Hmmmmmm !~"

The Chamberlain was getting pounded by such a familiar thrust he would have usually loved, and which he could not hate either at the current moment given how the Spy Master knew how to satisfy him even far away, but that did not mean he was not angry. When he insulted someone alone out loud, it was as bad as if he were scheming against them.

He was boiling with rage. How dare he cheat on him- uh wait they had not been together in 700 trines and in a way it was not the first time they did it with others since then. He should not care ! He hated him after all, why caring about who that stupid spithead was fucking !? Cheating was maybe not the right word... BUT HOW DARE HE DO IT ANYWAY ?! More than if it had been with another Skeksis, the fact he was making rough love to his counterpart was a kind of insult - and injury to his heart for some reason he refused to think through - he never felt before. Chamberlain was not enough ?! Spy Master needed something else ?! Spy Master thought stupid Chanter was the better half of the 2 !? Stupid Spy Master would go to slutty Chanter from then on and no longer to poor Chamberlain ?! These centuries of booty call and rivalry meant nothing to Spy Master ?! That twisted SkekSil's stomach at the same time as the phantom dick he felt in him twisted a bag of nerve in particular which had him spurt pre and had him claw to feathers a cushion. Sure he felt it, but he was not touching HIM ! And he thought he knew his rival enough ! When he thought he supposed he never would go that low ! Not only a Mystic, an INSULT to the superiority of the Lords of the Crystal like the Heretic did, but HIS Mystic, making it an insult to Skeksis and to himself !

Oooooh he will see ! He will see !

Bloody legs spread out of instincts and moans contrasting with the raging fire coming from his emerald eyes, SkekSil was experiencing probably the very first case of remotely hatefuck ever on Thra.

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UrIm had finished his potion and applied it carefully to his injuried knees while instinctively thrusting into the air, as much as he had tried to distract himself by humming the cosmic chant of Thra.

Attracted by the chant, UrTih the Alchemist tried coming in his lab.

"Are you doing a new ritual, UrIm-"

"GET OUT !" the Healer snapped covering his groin.

It took only one second of analyzing his flushed face and noticing the pants down his ankles to understand what was probably going on. UrTih nodded and left the room his 4 arms in the air in a "my bad" gesture.

  He would never understand the cravings other had, but he wished UrSu would let them do as their instincts wished, surely UrSkeks would not feel those if they were wrong. If only they were all asexual like himself and probably TekTih were, everybody would be as calm as he was during that season.

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SkekUng, sweating and hair, fur and feathers messy, panted without stopping his pounding session, his pants were wheezing and hoarse betraying his age. But he was not stopping.

Licking UrSol's sweat away on his chest, he turnt back to him, muzzles so close they would almost kiss.

"ALLOW ME..." he growled like a rabid t-rex.

"Allow you of wh-"

If it had been SkekSil, the latter would have praised his genitals by saying they had gotten bigger long ago by now, which means that by now, SkekUng would have already put a second in, sometimes on rare occasions all 3, to prove him what truely meant bigger. UrSol had not said such thing. Yet SkekUng wanted to show him. Or rather to do it himself, he had missed doing this and his other cocks were growing cold by this lack of attention. So before UrSol could finish his sentence SkekUng turnt him over like he weighed nothing, and held his tail high. He glanced down, and smirk hungrily at the little hole and the already severed and wet slit he saw. He grabbed 2 of his, knowing that he was too loose by now to be hurt-

The sight of his anus just gave him an idea. He had 3 dicks, right ? And it was not the first time SkekSil did anal, UrSol felt it too anyway and probably loved it as much as SkekSil did.

He grabbed all 3, bracing himself and growling with a vile and creepy toothy grin appearing on his beak. UrSol, on his belly, 2 arms before him and gripping with all 4 hands on the blue robe under him as if he were already anticipating, his insides were getting cold without the finished business.

"SkekUng ?" he asked curiously yet with a bit of nervosity growing in him for whatever the SkekSil was planning "What are you doIIIIIIIIIIIIIING !!!"

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SkekSil couldn't hold in his cry this time, legs going straight all of sudden. Oh no he didn't ! Oh no he just didn't give THE CHANTER what HE loved but never had enough !

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UrIm's cheeks inflated holding in a cry that interrupted his chant, clinging on his table. Oh no he didn't ! Oh no he didn't do what always had his head spin so hard !

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And yet he just did. One in his tailhole and the 2 others in his vaginal canal, he had shoved them all at once thinking he was well prepared anyway. Well, it was true for his vagina, but not for his anus. Did he forget, or was he too dizzy and horny to care anymore ? Probably both. All UrSol felt (and SkekSil far away too) was the feeling of being ripped in 2. He held in tears and panted, gulping to try too soothe himself, hiding his face in his arms. That was not the first, not the first time, it will be good, and his presence will make it better... He could do it.

Any iota of consciousness left in SkekUng had left that world from the moment all 3 of his members found themselves inside. Eyes blurry in lust, head filled with instinct, scary fangs and gums shiny in drool, He only had one objective left now. Finishing him. With that new sensation and that beautiful "BOOTIFUL" view he had before him now, he put the tail over his shoulder and planted his claws in his fat hips, making them bleed. UrSol barely had the time to yelp for these claws, when SkekUng started rocking again. WAY more harshly than before.

Without any mercy, SkekUng roared as he slammed his groin against UrSol's behind over and over again frenetically, wet clapping sounds echoing in the lair. He was no longer trying to reach as far as possibly, but thrusting as fast as possible. UrSol no longer moaned but cried out at each thrust now, at first feeling only pain although it did add to the pleasure, before pure pleasure replaced everything completely. Him too was getting blurry-minded and almsot blind. Each thrust had him lose and gain his sanity in and out, dripping in fluid, blood, saliva and sweat as he clawed, even with his feet while trying to steady himself, the Spy Master's robes that served as his sheets. He no longer held back his words

"SKEKUNG ! OH YES ! YES ! SKEKUNG ! FASTER ! FASTER ! OH THRA ! OH THRAAAAAAAA !~"

"YEAH, THAT'S IT" SkekUng roared now planting his talons in the bottom of his back and clawing all the way down back to his hips "SAY MY NAME ! SAY IT !!!"

The drool and salty sweat dripping on his clawed back stung harshly, but that only excited the Chanter more, who did as he was commanded. He cried out, or rather screamed his name repeatdly, yelling how good he was, arching his back and pressing his butt further against his groin so he could reach deeper in him. The compliments were just what SkekUng needed to go on or he would have exploded already, but shush, that was a secret he would never know. For fueling himself more, he needed more "drug", aka more blood or scent. Blood would do. He took he tail that was on his shoulder, and muffled his roars and pants by biting to blood in it. His pupils grew so wide in delight he almost had shark eyes by now.

UrSol was getting close. So, so close. Like he had before already, but it was the first time it was directly happening to him not through the way of his own hand but someone else. He did not want this to stop, he did know all things came to an end, but he truely wished it would last as long as possible. SkekUng too was close to the edge. Closer and closer every thrust. He too did not want to last too long, he wanted to prove he was strong and vigorous by lasting the longest possible. But his age and the particular kinkiness of the situation made it as hard as both of their masculine parts were.

"I'M... I'M COMING..." the grey-faced and messy-haired Chanter warned gasping each time SkekUng's heads hit his channels.

It was not truely understandable, at least UrSol did not comprehend it, but SkekUng grunted "SHUT UP" the tail of his partner in his maw. He did not need to be distracted now, no way. He HAD to focus to do a new record. He generally bursted by now every time he used all 3. He wanted to prove himself as well as that newbie Mystic he was able to do wonders. Tail still working as a gag in his now bloody mouth, the Spy Master leaned on his back, grabbing 2 of his wrists to hold them in place. He paused a moment, which lasted only one second but seemed like an eternity for the Mystic... before thrusting deeper. Deeper. Deeper ! DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER MAKING BOTH OF THEM SCEAM SKEKUNG'S SCREAM MUFFLED BY THE TAIL DEEPER DEEPER DEEPER ONE ! MORE ! TIME !-

The Skeksis let go of the tail and bit as deep possible the breathlessly chanting Mystic as they both orgasmed together, both of their minds momentarily blank. A chant sounding similar to the cosmic chants he did in the valley with the others, but more trembling, louder, more beautiful. Strange for it to be so beautiful for being probably the one chant they had forbidden. Either way, UrSol felt his insides being filled til saturation in a hot liquid, which added one last shudder. Once SkekUng let him go to breathe deep pants on his bloody bite mark, UrSol collapsed. Limbs limp, scalp stickily sweaty, face showing an exhausted afterglow look and a stupidly satisfied smile. Never had he felt such a magical thing.

SkekUng's afterglow face wo no more graceful. Tongue lolling out on the side of his dumb smile coiling up his ears, his crossed eyes with an empty look bore one eyelid heavier than the other. Now he was coming back to his senses, he took another breathe of the UrRu's scent in his hair more as an affectionate gesture than a sex fuel. He sighed out with contentment and pulled out. Proud and quite of a narcissist like all Skeksis were, he looked with satisfaction as he saw the thick purple gel oozing out of the severed holes. He cracked his neck, back and knuckles. Whew, he was not young anymore, but it was worth the result. He touched a bit of what was running out, coloring his fingers and went back over UrSol showing it in front of his eyes.

"See ?" he panted with a tired grin "We... do purple."

"Purple ?" UrSol panted with a smile just as tired "How curious."