Day 6 Femboy Taverns Nnn

All characters are OVER 18.

Please excuse my frequent use of the word "boy". This implies "Femboy" or "Submissive Male", not a child or someone underaged.

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This chapter features the following:

Implications of battle, hero vs villain, implications of kidnapping, dubious consent, hands on wrist, light Small penis humiliation, size comparison, masturbation, caught

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Please Enjoy

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- Allura's weapon was held firmly in her hands as her resolve was equally as resolute.

"It's over, Villane, you've lost. Now free him from your evil clutches." She triumphantly boasted.

"You betrayed your own kind, and for what? Some dragon tail?" The old sorceress cackled.

"You were my mentor, Villane. You taught me to see the world not with my eyes but my heart. It's you who betrayed what really counts. Kindness."

Allura looked up, her peer interlocking Flicker's soft gaze. The purple dragon boy's eyes filled with love at her words. He reached for her through the iron bars of his cage. All the while Villane watched on.

"I was a fool to think love couldn't be found even between the races." Villane confessed to understanding her wrong ways. -

"Blah!" Twilight gagged at the sloppy writing of the villain, "Villane"'s, last minute change of heart. "Get on with it already!"

Twilight had been devouring the book every alone moment he could, and at this point he was over it. What he imagined would be a bangfest of a futa ruining some sweet dragonboy hole, was actually a slow, will they won't they, every time it started to get hot and heavy the characters were interrupted, mess of a story. Which left Twilight even more frustrated but not in the good way.

Having only a few pages left, he prayed it would finally get good, if anything for the writer's sake, as the thin usually timid elvin boy was ready to throw hands. He flipped through the last few pages, skimming for when things started to heat up.

He skipped past the villain giving over the key. Allura embracing her dragon love. The two fleeing the crumbling tower. And through the scene of them confessing their love in the abandoned cabin where they met.

Twilight's eyes caught on "kissing" and he picked back up reading.

- her hands exploring his soft body.

"I've been longing for so long to make love to you." Allura whispered in his ear and Flicker shuttered. His desire rose at her touch and kiss.

He pushed into her, kissing her deeply and sending her down into the plush carpet. He looked up at her, feeling her arousal even through her armor.

"Will it hurt?" He asked shyly, giving her dove eyes.

She moved swiftly, flipping them both over. A playful smile shared between them.

The knight held him down. "This won't hurt." She spoke softly into his ear, tracing a tongue down his neck and over his chest until she found the bud of his nipple. Feeling his sex bloom. -

Twilight's legs crossed tightly as he lay under the covers. His bottom lip firmly held between his teeth.

- Allura couldn't remove her armor fast enough. Soon they were both naked, skin on skin. Mouth on mouth. Sex on sex. The two writhed and burned in carnal pleasures till the sun rose.

The next morning, -

Twilight's fingers dug into the book and he slammed it shut. "THAT'S IT!?!"

He wanted to rip it in half, to throw it across the room. The book trembled in his hands as he seethed with rage.

Twilight slammed the book down beside him in bed, grabbing his pillow and shouting into it. Cursing the author to high heavens.

After a moment of tantrum, he relaxed. Laying in bed, staring up into the ceiling. A soft twitch between his legs drew his attention to the little tent in his blanket.

He wanted something sexy, something erotic. If the author hadn't provided it. Maybe his sex starved, desire pickled, mind could.

Twilight closed his eyes. He imagined the cabin floor. The soft fur carpeting. The knight's heavy hands on his wrists. She didn't stare at him with love, but lust. Eyeing his naked body. Hungry for a taste.

Twilight swallowed, and threw off his sheets, eyes still shut.

She licked down his neck. Her head moving to his nipple, she was being so slow, so deliberate. He whimpered which made her let out a deep chuckle that rumbled across his skin, the knight reveling in his reaction.

Twilight's hand slipped under his shirt, fingers tracing the path her tongue had taken, following it to his nipple.

She sucked and teased, and Twilight shifted, trying to pull away. "Wait..." twilight pleaded.

"That's it, beg."

Twilight's body shuttered, and he twitched and leaked as his breath trembled.

Her eyes scanned down his body, spotting his arousal. "My my... what do we have here?"

"Please don't." But if fell on deaf ears. She shifted, taking hold of both of this thin wrist with one hand. Her other sliding down his side, cupping the underside of his dick and balls.

Twilight shifted, pulling off his pants, freeing his throbbing dick. One hand curling around it as the other teased at his nipple.

"That's it? How sad." She teased. "I'll show you a real cock!" She reached down and with one fluid movement, unleashed a godly cock, slamming it down on his. Tapping the massive glands of her strong cock against his weak little dick.

Twilight trembled as he stroked and teased, lightly panting.

"I'll show you what a real cock can d-"

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Twilight's eyes shot open. His brother bounded over from the doorway, and slapped his hand off his dick.

"N-Nova, I! I uh."

"You're so full of crap!" Nova started. "You tweak and moan about how you can't bring clients up here, or as soon as they step in the room you'll jizz your pants, but here I find you hurrying to lose the whole challenge."

Twilight snapped at Nova. Even now all he talked about was taking clients. "If taking clients is all you care about, fine! Let's take clients up here! I don't care!" He caved, frustrated with the whole situation

"Good! We can finally start making real money." Nova spat, feeling relieved.

Twilight pulled up his pants and rushed to leave. In doing so he grabbed the book, not thinking, which quickly drew Nova's attention.

Nova snatched the book out of his brother's hand. "What's this?" He turned it over, Nova's eyes scanning the dragon boy and his knight on the cover. "Is this what you're up here getting off too?" Nova teased.

Having been in the same room as his brother, as both of them had gotten railed to oblivion multiple times, oddly enough Twilight found this more embarrassing than getting caught jerking off.

"It's not mine." Twilight said defensively. "I got it from Lucky." He continued, trying to shift the focus from himself.

"This is Lucky's?! I didn't think he could read." Nova laughed, flipping through the pages.

"He said he found it."

"Where???"

Twilight noticed that his brother, having finally gotten his way, had brushed off their spat like it was nothing. His focus having easily swayed to something much less trivial but more curious.

"I don't know. Go ask him."

The tavern hadn't opened yet for the day which meant the boys still had free time.

"You know what, I will." Nova said, hurrying off to find Lucky, dragging his brother with him.

Thankfully they didn't have to go far, Lucky having exited the bathroom as they stepped out into the hall.

"Lucky! Where'd you get this book?"

"I found it!" The dog boy yipped.

"Where?"

"In the attic."

"Huh?" Nova thought for a moment.

"What's going on?" A soft voice came from one of the room's doorways. It was Quinn.

"Do you know anything about this?" Nova held up the book. "Lucky found it in the attic."

"I did!" He yipped.

Quinn was quiet and a bit stunned. He glanced at Lucky then at the twins.

Twilight cocked his head and thought back. A few days ago they had seen Quinn coming down from the attic. But Nova hadn't seemed to remember. Twilight gave Quinn a knowing look.

"I don't know." Quinn said sheepishly.

"It's got to be Eleanor's!" Nova finally spoke. "Think about it. I mean it was in her attic."

"We all have stuff up there." Twilight added.

"Yeah, but who would own stuff like this? Plus just look at the type of business she runs. A tavern where femboys hook up with futas, of course she's into this kinda stuff." He said matter of factly. "Honestly I'm a little surprised." Nova studied the book.

Twilight looked at Quinn and shrugged, shaking his head trying not to laugh. Quin blushed and cracked a smile.

"Don't believe me! Let's go ask her."

The small train of boys proceeded downstairs, finding Eleanor behind the bar. At this point Twilight was curious to see where this would go. And Quinn was more following, reluctantly. Lucky just liked the company.

"We found this!" Nova slapped the book down on the counter in front of Eleanor. "What do you think?" He raised an accusing eyebrow at her.

Eleanor glanced at the other boys and their vastly different facial expressions. Confidence. A shy fluster. Curious annoyance and excitement to be here. She picked up the trashy romance novel and looked it over. Reading the writer's name.

"Oh! This author is no good. Their stuff is pretty awful."

Twilight felt vindicated.

"Boom! What I say!" Nova gloated, taking Eleanor's words as his confirmation bias. "Cased closed boys."

Eleanor couldn't help but laugh, she wasn't sure what was going on. But most of the time, with the boys, who knew.

"If you want some good smut." She walked over and opened the walk in for the cellar, rooting around for a moment before returning. "This author, she writes some excellent stuff." She placed a thicker dark covered book on the counter.

Twilight picked it up, reading the front. "Lust on the Infernal Plain." The cover depicted a busty, scantily clad woman sitting on the ground startled, with figures in the foreground, only their legs visible, obscured in shadow, the shapes of hung cocks dangling between their legs.

"That one's my favorite." She smiled.

"Not for you." Nova said, pulling the book out of his brother's hands. "I don't want a repeat of 5 mins ago. Here." He pushed the book into Quinn's arms. "Maybe you'll learn something." Nova laughed and turned towards the kitchen.

Twilight rolled his eyes and gave Quinn a look. "Let me have it when you're done." He whispered. And the pink haired boy nodded with red cheeks.