When There Is No Moon In The Sky
Please note that this IS slash (as in man on man action) so if you don't like it, don't read past these words! You have been warned.
Title: When There Is No Moon In The Sky
written with love and help (lots of help) from glacierSCIENCE
Pairing: Centaur Lockdown/ Incubus Devcon
Verse: Mythic'verse
Rating: so very Mature NC-17 doesn't do the trick.
Warning: lots and lots and lots of male pronoun sex with some horse mating thrown in.
Summery: How Devcon the Incubus, and Lockdown the cursed Centaur met millina ago...
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, because if I did, it would pretty much all be porn.
SO! This is a new 'verse drempt up my rp partner and I that we've come to call Mythic'verse. I'm pretty sure it was the result of the universe trying to balance itself out. In Hard Merchandise'verse Devcon is so against oral, that the universe had to have an equal and opposite to counterbalance him. Thus, incubus Devcon was born. Enjoy the porn.
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The summons he got certainly wasn't what Devcon expected. The incubus entered the sacred grove of trees, unsure of what awaited him.
“Devcon, so good of you to come,” came a whimsical voice through the vines.
The incubus followed the sound until he came upon two beings seated upon thrones of ancient oak trees. He bowed before the two of them.
“Chiron. Epona. Lord and Lady, if I may be so bold, I don't understand why I was summoned.”
He watched the goddess put her hand on her husband's and squeeze. The ancient centaur rose and walked to Devcon.
“Come with me,” he said.
Devcon was led thorough the grove to a stream where the god paused.
“I must beg you for a favor Devcon,” the centaur said without preamble. “Epona and I are at our wits end.”
“Anything to help.”
Chiron looked him up and down before gazing into the water. Devcon couldn't help be feel the old god's aura sadden to a deep blue.
“I have a son, Lockdown, one of many, who has been rebellious all his life. He's a handful, and I should have taken him in hand when he just just a colt...”
The centaur trailed off and Devcon nudged him a bit to get him back on track.
“I'll get to the point, he's been cursed by the gods.”
“Sounds like he's more then a little rebellious,” Devcon muttered.
“He is I suppose. He's wild, and headstrong, he certainly doesn't get it from his mother.”
“And I can do what for you?” Devcon interrupted. “I'm not sure what you think I can do for this son of yours. I can't reverse a curse.”
“Keep him company,” the old centaur said, turning to Devcon. “He's been cast out, marked, so no one will even speak to him. Forced to live among the mortals and do the bidding of the gods whenever they've need of him. You're not one to strictly fallow the rules. Surely you can be a link back to his home.”
The old centaur hung his head and sat, looking as old as his many years.
“I can't even speak with him. He has no one.”
Devcon rolled his eyes and put a hand on the god's shoulder. He was such a softy sometimes.
“I can, see about dropping by every once in a while,” the incubus sighed. “And making sure he isn't alone all the time.”
Chiron smiled brightly. “Thank you Devcon. You've make this old horse very happy. Would you...”
“Go to him now?” Devcon guessed. “Of course, I don't have any else planned.”
After quite a bit of thanking, the incubus was given directions to Lockdown's current whereabouts. As he left the grove, he sighed. He couldn't believe what he had been pulled into now. He made his way toward his destination he smiled. Hopefully this cursed centaur would have a good size cock on him.
* * *
Devcon crept softy through the trees as he neared the grove that Chiron had directed him too. The sun set behind the horizon and left nothing but a dying band of blue for light. Devcon didn't need light to see though. And he certainly didn't need a map, he could smell the thick sent of sex. It lead him like a beacon. It took no real amount of searching to find Chiron's son. Devcon paused over a bed of soft moss and leafs to stare down at the beast before him.
He was large for a human male, but he was no ordinary human. Devcon knelt to inspect him, Lockdown, if he remembered correctly, the cursed one. He had once been a centaur like his father, but he'd been struck down by the gods for some reason or another. Now he was trapped as a man, with the marks of the curse all over his body so none of his own kind, or any supernatural kin, would go near him. Devcon covered his nose as the man snorted and scratched his chest. He stunk of wine. Devcon wouldn't even need to use his power to keep him asleep. That much wine could kill even a centaur.
He bushed aside a lock of the black hair and smiled. Even cursed, Lockdown was handsome, something the gods couldn't take from him, even after they'd scared his body with black marks. The blue eyes dimmed as his hand ran through the white linen of his disheveled toga, down the broad chest and along his torso.
“Let us see if you still are part horse,” Devcon purred, slipping his hand between the powerful legs for a feel.
His smile widened at what he felt. Quickly, he tore off the clothing. The former centaur snored again as Devcon growled. The man's cock was huge and fat. The incubus ran a finger down its length to measure.
“Something else even the gods could not take from you handsome.” Devcon chuckled.
Slowly Devcon wormed his way between the hot thighs, all the while running his fingers up and down the monstrous shaft. Quickly it rose, with little prompting, and before Devcon's eyes grew larger.
The incubus shivered as he wrapped all his fingers around the shaft and stroked a little more. The sent of lust grew stronger and Devcon's mouth watered. He couldn't wait to feed from Lockdown's cock. Lockdown shifted in his drunken stupor and moaned, his hips shifting into the touch. The incubus chuckled as Lockdown's lustful aura turned darker red.
“Having a good dream are you?” he asked, knowing exactly what the dream was. He was the one influencing it after all.
He grew more delighted each moment Lockdown's girth continued to swell. Finally the large head turned a bright red and the first beads of silvery cum leaked from the tip. The incubus leaned in and lapped up the fluid. He moaned and nearly put the whole thing in his mouth before it was time. He manged to curb his appetite and licked the quivering head. The centaur's essence had to be aged with foreplay and teasing to taste its best. He kissed the swollen head and let his other hand come up to join it sibling stroking the shaft. Gods knew their was enough room for both.
“Mmm,” Devcon moaned aloud as he kissed away more spurts of cum. “I like your taste already and I've barely begun.”
Devcon worked the large cock with his lips until Lockdown was moaning louder in his sleep and his shaft was wet with cum. The incubus enjoyed Lockdown's voice. It was deep, and a little gruff. He wanted to hear it groan his name, even if that wasn't on the menu.
When the former centaur seemed ready to cum at any moment, Devcon gently kissed the head one last time before opening his lips and taking it into his mouth. The blue eyes rolled back as he sucked and swallowed in turn, and then slid more of the erection into his mouth with each gulp. He growled with hunger as he swallowed down little gushes of cum. He needed so much more to satisfy him. He pushed more of the cock into his mouth, until the entire length was down his throat. Devcon moaned and rocked his body against the centaur's. He squeezed and relaxed his throat muscles over and over, milking the massive cock for his meal.
"Hmm, I don't know who you are gorgeous, but keep going!"
Devcon looked up into bleary red eyes, they where half open and still no doubt muddled by wine. He hadn't expected Lockdown to wake in such condition. He wanted his meal and then to be gone without a memory. But with that amount of wine, Lockdown would be lucky to even have a memory of the last week, let alone of Devcon. The incubus closed his eyes again and sucked harder, unconcerned that he had been discovered.
"F-Fuck!" Lockdown gripped the earth, his fingers pulled up in clumps soil and vegetation as he sought purchase.
Devcon slid his hands along the strong thighs, kneading and massaging the warm body as he sucked. Finally the man came. Devcon gulped quickly, over and over, but still it was too much. This truly was a centaur he was feeding from. He moaned as he kept swallowing, until Lockdown was done. With much regret, Devcon pulled the massive organ out of his mouth. He licked away the dribble of cum that rolled down his chin as he smiled at Lockdown.
It was some time since he'd taken a meal from a waking subject. It must be his curiosity again. He wondered how good at love making this horse cocked man was.
“Hello.” He stripped off his clothing slowly, reviling his naked body as he tossed them aside “You may call me whatever you wish, and I can be whatever you wish.”
Slowly he crawled on top of the big man, changing his appearance as he did so. His hair grew past his shoulders and became bright blonde, as his chest swelled into breasts that would make the bustiest hooker look like a child. He ran a hand down Lockdown's cheek as his voice became higher and softer.
“Tell me what you desire, and I will be it.”
“I want you as you were. I've lost my taste for women." Lockdown replied. “The last one I fucked resulted in this curse.”
Devcon paused in his ritual as Lockdown's broad hands stoked and cupped his ass. “You, liked, how I looked before?”
He'd never had anything but insults slung at him for his tan skin. Tan was the mark of a commoner. And brown hair the sign of less then perfect blood. To have someone that wanted him to look like himself was new, and flattering.
The breasts and hair went away, and Devcon resumed his natural form. He rocked his hips and moaned, letting his hands grip the big shoulders as he lowered himself onto the hard dick. He bit his lip and whined as the massive organ slid inside of him.
“You... oh... feel better inside of me, please! I need all of you, I ache without your heat inside of me!”
Lockdown sat up, pulling Devcon to his lap. The cursed centaur kissed up his neck, one hand running through the chocolate brown locks of hair and the other gripping the tan hip, moving with each thrust.
"So tight! You look gorgeous like this, sweat pouring down that delicious caramel skin."
Devcon groaned as Lockdown pushed deeper inside of him. He'd heard all the sex talk before. He knew how to play along to get what he wanted, but this was a little different. Lockdown was not speaking to a fantasy image, he was speaking to him, and of his body. The incubus whimpered and pumped his hips against Lockdown's letting him lead. He spread his legs wider and slipped further down the engorged shaft, that if anything, was getting larger by the moment.
He panted and clutched at the back of Lockdown's head moaning into his ear. “Please! More! I need you! All of you!”
His hips met with Lockdown's as the rest of the well engorged shaft slid neatly inside of him. Devcon gripped both of the massive shoulders and thrust hard, arching his back and moaning in pleasure. He leaned down against the marked body letting his skin touch the pale. So long he'd done without physical contact that he forgot how much he ached for it.
“None have ever taken all of my cock before! Not even the gods. And still you're so tight!” Lockdown grunted as he lifted Devcon off the ground with each thrust. "Tell me your name." Lockdown growled into his lover's ear. "I want to know the name of this rare beauty that I will keep for myself so none but me could have you!”
Devcon moaned and shifted above his lover, closing his eyes and arching, needing the attention as much as he needed the cum. He wrapped his legs around the thrusting waist and circled his arms around the tattooed neck. He pulled himself against Lockdown, feeding off his aura and all the lust it held. The rosy lips kissed at anything they could reach and more while his hips rocked crazily back and forth, his tight passage milking the cock with every stroke.
“OH!” he cried. “Oh please more! I need more! Harder! Harder!
"Hnn-your voice! It's turning me on as we fuck!" Lockdown growled.
The cursed centaur grunted and flipped Devcon onto his back. Devcon gasped finding himself beneath the handsome centaur. No one was strong enough to pin him. At least, until now. Lockdown wasted no time at Devcon's wonder. He thrust hard into the tight entrance.
“Your name minx, or must I fuck it out of you?”
“Ooh! I am... Ahhh! I am yours!” Devcon moaned biting Lockdown's neck. “Need I have any other name?”
Lockdown bit at the lips, licking up the blood and thrusting his tongue into the sweet cavern of Devcon's mouth. His hands found erect nipples and when to work rubbing and pulling them. The cursed centaur fucked the stranger into the forest floor, and made the trees shake with his force. He broke the kiss and gave a wicked smile.
"You are indeed mine but I will not have a nameless partner." A hand moved behind Devcon's back to lift him in time with each trust. "I am called Lockdown. From whose bloodline do you come from, gorgeous minx?"
Devcon groaned as Lockdown pounded into him, delicious cum leaking down his thighs as Lockdown rubbed them raw. He threw his head back, moaned as he urged Lockdown for more contact anywhere and everywhere. His fingers dug deep into the shoulders but the skin did not break. Finally a partner that could hold their own against him. Devcon laughed aloud as he reached up and bit Lockdown's lower lip.
“Fill me with your cock time and time again. Fuck me until you can not. Only then will you win my name Lockdown, my handsome stallion.”
Lockdown's seductive smile made Devcon shiver in anticipation. "I intend to fuck you until all of civilization dies around us and is rebuilt over a thousand times."
Devcon howled in pleasure as Lockdown thrust anew at a frantic pace. He would have laughed at the centuar's attempt to outlast him if he didn't feel so amazing inside of him. He squeezed the cock in his ass and was rewarded with a much larger gush of cum.
“Do not hold back my stallion,” he purred, letting his head fall back against the grass. “Cum within me! The night is young and I wish to be taken many many more times!”
*
Devcon watched the stars wheel through the sky from his back as they rut all night on the forest floor. When light flooded the eastern horizon Lockdown was panting. Sweat dripped off his brow and strain showed on every inch of skin. Still he thrust on.
"Fuck! So good! So fucking good!" he moaned
Devcon arched against Lockdown for what must have been the millionth time, and it was just as good as the first. He shivered as the centaur came yet again. When he finished, Devcon purred and wrapped his arms around Lockdown's neck and rolled him to his back. The centaur panted beneath him as Devcon kissed his still pert nipples.
“Enough my stallion,” he cooed, leaning in to kiss the gasping lips. “You have pushed yourself enough, even for a centaur. And I will not allow you to cross the river stix after you've laid me so well. Rest.”
He laid down along Lockdown's heaving chest and listened to his racing heart. He reveled in the feel of his partner under his chest. They were breathing in sync, chests moving as they had before during their spat of coupling.
“I need no rest,” Lockdown heaved. “I will please you until you pass out.”
“You would not be so sure of yourself if you knew what I was,” Devcon countered with a chuckle. Slowly, he laid his lips upon the hard nipples and sucked softly, teasing his tongue along the quivering flesh.
"A gift from the gods? I already figured that one out." Lockdown replied, a hand stroking Devcon's hair.
“You are truly dense,” Devcon smiled, resting his head on Lockdown's chest. “I've fed off humans that never even woke and they knew what I am.”
“A beautiful stranger who appears at night and gives you the best sex of your life? There is only one.” Lockdown cupped Devcon's face and kissed him. “You're an incubus. How lucky am I to have attracted one so talented?"
Devcon plunged his tongue into Lockdown' mouth with a moan. He tasted every sweet inch before he pulled back and kissed his pale lips.
“Perhaps you're not such a dumb beast after all,” Devcon said, taking the sting from his words with another kiss.
Lockdown's eyes where still bloodshot and they sagged from exhaustion as he stoked Devcon's body. The incubus kissed them and pushed Lockdown's head to the soft Earth.
“You need rest,” he said, kissed Lockdown's lips again and again. “I do not wish to be disappointed by a exhausted lover.”
“I will not sleep,” Lockdown growled trying to sit up, but was only firmly pushed back down.
“Sleep.” Devcon ordered. “Before I make you.”
He put his hand on the tattooed cheek, but Lockdown surprised him. A marked hand curled around his and the cursed centaur leaned into his touch.
“Incubi leave in the morning,” he said, his voice soft. “If I sleep now, I'll never see you again.”
Incubi had but one rule when it came to hunting; do not fall in love with your source of food. But Devcon couldn't help smiling at the man and liking him a little more. He kissed Lockdown's forehead and ran a hand through his hair.
“You don't know much about us if you believe that. Incubi feed off the life essence of our lovers, and you have the most delicious essence. Fear not,” he kissed Lockdown once again. “I'll be here when you wake.”
With that, Devcon wove his power around Lockdown and helped him fall asleep. The centaur dropped off into slumber without a fight. The incubus sighed and curled up under the strong chin. He was by no means full after one night, and he wouldn't mind spending many many nights like the last one. Lockdown had much to give yet.
*
Devcon woke at the last rays of sunlight dwindled in the trees. Kissing Lockdown's neck he worked his way down the tattooed body. His hands brushed against the warm flesh as he moaned. Lockdown's cock quickly rose as Devcon's mouth found it once again. Eagerly the incubus coaxed it to its full girth and then swallowed it with a moan.
Lockdown's hips rocked, stuffing his shaft further down the gasping throat as Devcon urged him on. Lockdown woke when he came and pushed himself to his elbows in time to see the incubus licking his cock.
"I'll get you to let me suck you off one day,” he purred cupping the brunette’s chin.
“You are truly dense,” Devcon sighed and pushed himself up into Lockdown's lips. “I don't know why I find that attractive.” he slipped his tongue into Lockdown's mouth with a smile. “I would much rather drink your sweet cum, or have you thrusting into me like a stallion.”
Devcon grinned and shifted his hips back toward the erection that waited to be ridden.
"I'm hurt." The cursed centaur pouted before thrusting into his lover, giving the gorgeous man what he craved. “I would love to taste you.”
Devcon gasped and arched as Lockdown entered him. He purred and thrust back against his lover, lifting his hips up and down against the throbbing cock.
“Oh you can if you like,” Devcon moaned pulling the big cock deeper inside of him. “But it wont do me any good. I need to suck you to be satisfied. I feed off your cum, I need it. I crave it.”
"Is that right?" Lockdown asked, thrusting hard into the beauty writhing beneath him. "I'm not going to complain then." He kissed down Devcon's neck and onto his chest, sucking at the hard nipples.
Devcon moaned and raked his fingers across Lockdown's chest. “Ooh mmm! And I can't complain that I've found someone so large to accommodate my needs! Oh more! More!”
Lockdown gritted his teeth and threw his head back with a growl. Devcon squeezed Lockdown's firm ass and purred as he was filled again. If Lockdown kept this up, he may accidentally cause him to conceive.
“Yes!” he cried. “Yes yes yes!” Devcon thrashed and moaned until Lockdown came in him again. He didn't know how much more cum he could consume, but it was delicious, and he couldn't stop. He wasn’t planning on letting this one go, not for a long long time. He groaned and laid back in the grass, looking up at the stars.
"I should warn you,” Lockdown said as he kissed the incubi's forehead down to his lips. “It is the start of the lunar cycle. The new moon approaches and the sky grows dark. Soon you'll get a taste of what a real centaur is like."
Devcon shifted his hips to pull on the cock still buried within him. He grinned as Lockdown hissed.
“Oh?” he asked, dragging his clawed fingertips over the strong chest. “How so?”
“It is my curse,” Lockdown moaned, rocking his hips and pushing deeper within the incubus. “When there is no moon in the sky, only then does my true form reveal itself, and only while the sky is lit only with stars."
“Truely?” Devcon asked, as his fingers circled one of the hard nipples. “I can not wait. I've strangely never had a centaur before. Many nymphs, elves, gods and humans, but never a centaur.”
"Once you've had a Centaur, you won't want anything else." Lockdown bragged.
“Then where is this centaur I was promised?” the incubus teased.
Lockdown pulled himself out and stood. Devcon bit his lower lip and growled at the sight of Lockdown on his feet. Muscles and cock bulging in the dim star light. Suddenly a light appeared around the strong frame and Devcon put up a hand to shield his eyes. When he could look again he moaned.
Lockdown rolled his shoulders and pawed the Earth with a feathered forehoof. From his head down to his torso, he was a man, but from the waist down, he was a thick bodied stallion. His silky midnight coat was marred by white markings that matched the back ones etched into his pale torso.
"Aroused?" he asked with the swish of his tail.
“Mmm,” Devcon purred as his eyes slid between the centaur’s legs and the cock and the fat head that hung an inch from the ground. “Very aroused.”
He stood and went to his beast. He only came up to Lockdown's belly button now. The size difference didn't stop him from running his hands along the smooth body and down the long black legs.
“Such a perfect stallion,” he mumbled, kissing Lockdown's abs. “Would you like to be aroused now?”
Lockdown chuckled and stamped a hind hoof, making his erect cock bounce. "Already there," he purred. “I just need somewhere to put it.”
Devcon smirked and took a step away from his lover. “Did you know, incubi can take almost any form the desire?”
“Shapeshifters?” Lockdown asked, following after Devcon. “I'll believe that when I see it.
“You haven't seen anything yet.” Devcon smirked.
He changed his shape before Lockdown's eyes. When a man had stood a stunning white mare pawed the earth with a sliver hoof. Devcon locked his shappire blue eyes on Lockdown, and with a squeal reared and galloping away into the trees.
"Gods be damned!" Lockdown shouted, galloping after the gorgeous mare.
Devcon whinnied and raced through the trees. The long white legs flying over the earth as he darted through the wood. He looked behind himself and found Lockdown thundering after him. Kicking up his heels he fled before the dark centaur. He rounded a bend and slid to a stop as Lockdown leaped out of the trees before him
"Found you," the centaur growled racing forward.
Devcon spun and galloped away, his ears up as Lockdown yelled after him.
"Gonna catch you!"
Devcon shorted and lept a fallen tree. He only wished he could speak while transformed so he could yell that Lockdown could try to catch him. That was the whole point after all. He switched his tail and galloped on, looking over his shoulder time an time again. The trees opened into a clearing and he pulled up short at the bank of a large river and reared. He spun on his heels only to find Lockdown blocking his path
"Fast little minx ain’t you?" he purred matching the white mare's foot work.
Devcon reared as Lockdown cut him off again. He whinnied and pawed the air before he came back down to earth. He stamped the bank of the river as Lockdown came closer. His ears swiveled back and forth as he took a step back, threatening to bolt again.
Lockdown lunged. Devcon met him with teeth and hoofs. Water splashed everywhere as legs kicked and spun. Devcon laid his ears back as Lockdown growled. He felt the centaur's hands slide along his neck as Lockdown side-stepped too quick. He squealed as the centaur pressed against his rump, and the stallions weight descended onto his back. The black forelegs slid along his white sides and hooked under his belly as Lockdown mounted him and thrust is hard cock into the mare.
Devcon shook his head and whinnied as he spread his hind legs as Lockdown's forhooves scrapped along his sides as the black stallion thrust into him. He pushed back against the stud as his white sides broke out in a light sweat. Devcon snorted and pawed the ground in approval of the fast pace. He nickered and pushed against the centaur harder and harder. The white sides trembled as Lockdown came, and just kept thrusting toward another orgasm. The cursed centaur moaned, cumming into his broodmare once again.
They rutted into the early morning hours. Devcon was panting when the sun rose. He groaned as his stallion came again and filled him with cum. After two nights, he was finally full. Lockdown groaned and slipped from the mare's back to the ground where he wobbled. The incubus laid his ears back and stamped a hoof. If the fool died now Devcon would never forgive him.
"Have I earned to right to know your name yet minx?" Lockdown asked.
Devcon pulled away from the stallion, and resumed his true form. He breathed deeply as he turned back to Lockdown and smiled. “Take a swim with me?” he asked, slipping into the water. “I promise I'll tell if you do.”
Lockdown raised an eyebrow, but followed. The cool water made steam rise from the overheated body as the centaur swam closer.
Devcon glided to Lockdown and wrapped his arms around his neck. He purred and bit the centaur's ear before putting his lips to it. “Devcon,” he moaned. “You can call me Devcon.”
"Devcon, I like how the name rolls off the tongue.” Lockdown moaned.
Devcon nipped at Lockdown's lips and kissed him soundly. “Shall I be a chestnut now?” he purred. “Or would you prefer a bay?”
Lockdown kissed up Devcon's neck. "Let's try both."
“I hope there is no moon tonight,” Devcon purred, sliding around to sit on Lockdown's broad back as he caressed his chest. “I want to try all kinds of colors.”
*
Devcon woke to find Lockdown in his human form, body covered in cum and dirt. He rolled into Lockdown's back and cuddled him.
"That was fun." the former centaur yawned.
“Indeed it was my stud.”
The incubus sighed, quite content to rest beside Lockdown. Even if Lockdown was the worst kind to lose oneself in, Devcon wanted to be near him. Lockdown was a centaur, even if now he went on two feet. His very nature was that of a wild beast. He would fuck, eat, sleep and fuck as he pleased. Taming him was an impossible dream.
Devcon smiled and ran a hand down the big chest. Incubi had the same nature. Perhaps they could come to an agreement regarding sex.
“Lockdown,” he purred sliding a hand up the man's chest. “I have a proposition for you.”
"Mmm?" Lockdown turned to face his new lover. "And what might that be, babe?"
“I offer you my services. I will accompany you, be at your beck and call whenever you have the urge to spill your seed. Day or night, I'll be anyone or anything you desire. If you allow me to feed off of the milk of your cock.”
“A partnership?” Lockdown asked, “"I rather like how this partnership is heading already.”
“It could lead very many places.” Devcon purred hugging Lockdown to him. “Where would you like it to go?”
"I would like it to lead to you bearing my offspring." Lockdown said with a smirk as he rolled within Devcon's arms to face him. “I want your belly heavy with my foals.”
Devcon smirked. “Incubi can breed with anything, but we choose when to bear offspring. And I'm afraid I'll need wine, lots of whine, before you convince me.”
"I will gladly seduce you." the cursed centaur spoke with confidence. “Every night if I must.”
“It will take more then seduction fool,” Devcon snorted, cuddling up under his new partner's chin. “Now rest. I have an appetite, I must feed every night, and if I am to feed off only you, you'll have to keep me satisfied.”
* * *
Lockdown groaned into his pillow, as Devcon reached over him and punched the alarm clock going off, waking up the sleepy household.
"Fucking patrols." Devcon muttered, laying back down.
Lockdown reached over and grabbed Devcon by the waist and pulled the cop onto his hips.
"Have my babies."
Devcon snorted and relaxed against his lover. “I've had you children,” he snorted, rocking his hips against the bulge in the sheets beneath him. “Many of them over the milinia.”
“I want another.”
Devcon groaned as Lockdown kissed his neck.
“You look so good pregnant with our children,” Lockdown moaned, removing the sheet to reveal an engorged cock to his lover. “I love feeling them kick within your belly, seeing your smile in their eyes when their born, picking them up knowing we made them together, just the two of us."
“Why would you want rug rats getting in the way of this?” Devcon asked, kissing Lockdown's lips as he pushed him back down into the soft bed sheets. “Four am patrol shifts, three am late shifts, and all the scum of humanity we can handle.” He straddled Lockdown's hips and eased himself down onto the hard dick. “I will take breakfast though.”
“Mmm... still so good.” Lockdown groaned as he pushed inside his lover. “How are you still so tight?”
“And what if they aren’t suitable for the moden day? Or worse, we end up with another one like you.”
"Oi!" Lockdown feigned being hurt, "Just a thought, is all. Now to more fun things."
“Please!” Devcon groaned. “I don't want to have to snack on Jazz today.”
The incubus suddenly found himself on his his back with his legs high in the air as Lockdown snarled. The cursed centaur trust from a high angle, pushing deep into the prostate.
“The fuck you will!" Lockdown growled.
Devcon both laughed and moaned at the same time. Just a mention of Jazz had Lockdown on his toes. He'd only had a little taste of the handsome cop, never what he did with Lockdown. Not that Lockdown had to know that, he always tasted better when he was fucking him angry.
“You worry too much,” he moaned, grabbing Lockdown's shoulders. “You know you're my only one.”
"Gonna make sure it stays that way too."
Devcon let Lockdown have his way with him for a good hour. Then he had to push Lockdown off of him.
“I'm going to be late if you don't stop,” he purred. “And don't worry, Jazz won't be on the menu for a very long time.” He leaned up and captured Lockdown's lips with his. “I've got a few days off soon, for your “time of the month” maybe we can talk about more offspring then.”
"Good,” Lockdown purred. “Cause I'm pretty sure Jazz is fucking our neighbor anyway."
“Of course he is!” Devcon said, pulling on a shirt. “Who do you think helped them get in bed together?”
"You clever minx." Lockdown grinned. "Bet you get off watching them together, huh?"
“More then that,” Devcon purred as he pulled on a pair of pants. “When you're on your little trips what do you think I do? Starve for weeks?”
"I told you I can leave little jars around the house for you.” Lockdown joked. "Put it on bread, in your coffee, whatever you want."
Devcon tied his tie as he leaned in and kissed Lockdown again. “You know I only eat the fresh stuff straight from the source. Now if only you could break that damn curse and we could do so much more without you having to leave.”
"You're getting a few days off. I'll think about it." Lockdown smiled.
“And if I said I'd have your child the moment you broke the curse? What would you say to that?”
"They never said what would happen if the curse was broken. Just that it would reveal my true form. I say if I can be with you for all eternity, then I don't care what form I'm stuck with."
“Mmm, agreed.” Devcon buttoned down his jacket. “I like you whatever way I can have you. Now, stop looking so damn sexy so I can go to work.”
"Bout to say the same to you. Your ass looks so good in those pants." Lockdown smirked as he groped Devcon's rear.
The incubus growled and kissed Lockdown, thrusting his tongue inside the hot mouth. “I expect you on this bed, with only a pair of handcuffs on when I get home.”
Lockdown shivered. "Yes Sir."
“Good boy,” Devcon smirked and straightened his shirt. As he turned to leave he changed his mind and turned back around. “Oh I almost forgot. I left you a surprise DVD in the player. Just watch it until I get home.”
Lockdown smiled. "Love you too, baby."
Devcon smiled as he quickly got out the door. We would be lucky if Lockdown didn't break down his door at work and take him on the desk. He shivered. He'd carry Lockdown's child for sure if his mate did that.
Title: When There Is No Moon In The Sky
written with love and help (lots of help) from glacierSCIENCE
Pairing: Centaur Lockdown/ Incubus Devcon
Verse: Mythic'verse
Rating: so very Mature NC-17 doesn't do the trick.
Warning: lots and lots and lots of male pronoun sex with some horse mating thrown in.
Summery: How Devcon the Incubus, and Lockdown the cursed Centaur met millina ago...
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, because if I did, it would pretty much all be porn.
SO! This is a new 'verse drempt up my rp partner and I that we've come to call Mythic'verse. I'm pretty sure it was the result of the universe trying to balance itself out. In Hard Merchandise'verse Devcon is so against oral, that the universe had to have an equal and opposite to counterbalance him. Thus, incubus Devcon was born. Enjoy the porn.
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The summons he got certainly wasn't what Devcon expected. The incubus entered the sacred grove of trees, unsure of what awaited him.
“Devcon, so good of you to come,” came a whimsical voice through the vines.
The incubus followed the sound until he came upon two beings seated upon thrones of ancient oak trees. He bowed before the two of them.
“Chiron. Epona. Lord and Lady, if I may be so bold, I don't understand why I was summoned.”
He watched the goddess put her hand on her husband's and squeeze. The ancient centaur rose and walked to Devcon.
“Come with me,” he said.
Devcon was led thorough the grove to a stream where the god paused.
“I must beg you for a favor Devcon,” the centaur said without preamble. “Epona and I are at our wits end.”
“Anything to help.”
Chiron looked him up and down before gazing into the water. Devcon couldn't help be feel the old god's aura sadden to a deep blue.
“I have a son, Lockdown, one of many, who has been rebellious all his life. He's a handful, and I should have taken him in hand when he just just a colt...”
The centaur trailed off and Devcon nudged him a bit to get him back on track.
“I'll get to the point, he's been cursed by the gods.”
“Sounds like he's more then a little rebellious,” Devcon muttered.
“He is I suppose. He's wild, and headstrong, he certainly doesn't get it from his mother.”
“And I can do what for you?” Devcon interrupted. “I'm not sure what you think I can do for this son of yours. I can't reverse a curse.”
“Keep him company,” the old centaur said, turning to Devcon. “He's been cast out, marked, so no one will even speak to him. Forced to live among the mortals and do the bidding of the gods whenever they've need of him. You're not one to strictly fallow the rules. Surely you can be a link back to his home.”
The old centaur hung his head and sat, looking as old as his many years.
“I can't even speak with him. He has no one.”
Devcon rolled his eyes and put a hand on the god's shoulder. He was such a softy sometimes.
“I can, see about dropping by every once in a while,” the incubus sighed. “And making sure he isn't alone all the time.”
Chiron smiled brightly. “Thank you Devcon. You've make this old horse very happy. Would you...”
“Go to him now?” Devcon guessed. “Of course, I don't have any else planned.”
After quite a bit of thanking, the incubus was given directions to Lockdown's current whereabouts. As he left the grove, he sighed. He couldn't believe what he had been pulled into now. He made his way toward his destination he smiled. Hopefully this cursed centaur would have a good size cock on him.
* * *
Devcon crept softy through the trees as he neared the grove that Chiron had directed him too. The sun set behind the horizon and left nothing but a dying band of blue for light. Devcon didn't need light to see though. And he certainly didn't need a map, he could smell the thick sent of sex. It lead him like a beacon. It took no real amount of searching to find Chiron's son. Devcon paused over a bed of soft moss and leafs to stare down at the beast before him.
He was large for a human male, but he was no ordinary human. Devcon knelt to inspect him, Lockdown, if he remembered correctly, the cursed one. He had once been a centaur like his father, but he'd been struck down by the gods for some reason or another. Now he was trapped as a man, with the marks of the curse all over his body so none of his own kind, or any supernatural kin, would go near him. Devcon covered his nose as the man snorted and scratched his chest. He stunk of wine. Devcon wouldn't even need to use his power to keep him asleep. That much wine could kill even a centaur.
He bushed aside a lock of the black hair and smiled. Even cursed, Lockdown was handsome, something the gods couldn't take from him, even after they'd scared his body with black marks. The blue eyes dimmed as his hand ran through the white linen of his disheveled toga, down the broad chest and along his torso.
“Let us see if you still are part horse,” Devcon purred, slipping his hand between the powerful legs for a feel.
His smile widened at what he felt. Quickly, he tore off the clothing. The former centaur snored again as Devcon growled. The man's cock was huge and fat. The incubus ran a finger down its length to measure.
“Something else even the gods could not take from you handsome.” Devcon chuckled.
Slowly Devcon wormed his way between the hot thighs, all the while running his fingers up and down the monstrous shaft. Quickly it rose, with little prompting, and before Devcon's eyes grew larger.
The incubus shivered as he wrapped all his fingers around the shaft and stroked a little more. The sent of lust grew stronger and Devcon's mouth watered. He couldn't wait to feed from Lockdown's cock. Lockdown shifted in his drunken stupor and moaned, his hips shifting into the touch. The incubus chuckled as Lockdown's lustful aura turned darker red.
“Having a good dream are you?” he asked, knowing exactly what the dream was. He was the one influencing it after all.
He grew more delighted each moment Lockdown's girth continued to swell. Finally the large head turned a bright red and the first beads of silvery cum leaked from the tip. The incubus leaned in and lapped up the fluid. He moaned and nearly put the whole thing in his mouth before it was time. He manged to curb his appetite and licked the quivering head. The centaur's essence had to be aged with foreplay and teasing to taste its best. He kissed the swollen head and let his other hand come up to join it sibling stroking the shaft. Gods knew their was enough room for both.
“Mmm,” Devcon moaned aloud as he kissed away more spurts of cum. “I like your taste already and I've barely begun.”
Devcon worked the large cock with his lips until Lockdown was moaning louder in his sleep and his shaft was wet with cum. The incubus enjoyed Lockdown's voice. It was deep, and a little gruff. He wanted to hear it groan his name, even if that wasn't on the menu.
When the former centaur seemed ready to cum at any moment, Devcon gently kissed the head one last time before opening his lips and taking it into his mouth. The blue eyes rolled back as he sucked and swallowed in turn, and then slid more of the erection into his mouth with each gulp. He growled with hunger as he swallowed down little gushes of cum. He needed so much more to satisfy him. He pushed more of the cock into his mouth, until the entire length was down his throat. Devcon moaned and rocked his body against the centaur's. He squeezed and relaxed his throat muscles over and over, milking the massive cock for his meal.
"Hmm, I don't know who you are gorgeous, but keep going!"
Devcon looked up into bleary red eyes, they where half open and still no doubt muddled by wine. He hadn't expected Lockdown to wake in such condition. He wanted his meal and then to be gone without a memory. But with that amount of wine, Lockdown would be lucky to even have a memory of the last week, let alone of Devcon. The incubus closed his eyes again and sucked harder, unconcerned that he had been discovered.
"F-Fuck!" Lockdown gripped the earth, his fingers pulled up in clumps soil and vegetation as he sought purchase.
Devcon slid his hands along the strong thighs, kneading and massaging the warm body as he sucked. Finally the man came. Devcon gulped quickly, over and over, but still it was too much. This truly was a centaur he was feeding from. He moaned as he kept swallowing, until Lockdown was done. With much regret, Devcon pulled the massive organ out of his mouth. He licked away the dribble of cum that rolled down his chin as he smiled at Lockdown.
It was some time since he'd taken a meal from a waking subject. It must be his curiosity again. He wondered how good at love making this horse cocked man was.
“Hello.” He stripped off his clothing slowly, reviling his naked body as he tossed them aside “You may call me whatever you wish, and I can be whatever you wish.”
Slowly he crawled on top of the big man, changing his appearance as he did so. His hair grew past his shoulders and became bright blonde, as his chest swelled into breasts that would make the bustiest hooker look like a child. He ran a hand down Lockdown's cheek as his voice became higher and softer.
“Tell me what you desire, and I will be it.”
“I want you as you were. I've lost my taste for women." Lockdown replied. “The last one I fucked resulted in this curse.”
Devcon paused in his ritual as Lockdown's broad hands stoked and cupped his ass. “You, liked, how I looked before?”
He'd never had anything but insults slung at him for his tan skin. Tan was the mark of a commoner. And brown hair the sign of less then perfect blood. To have someone that wanted him to look like himself was new, and flattering.
The breasts and hair went away, and Devcon resumed his natural form. He rocked his hips and moaned, letting his hands grip the big shoulders as he lowered himself onto the hard dick. He bit his lip and whined as the massive organ slid inside of him.
“You... oh... feel better inside of me, please! I need all of you, I ache without your heat inside of me!”
Lockdown sat up, pulling Devcon to his lap. The cursed centaur kissed up his neck, one hand running through the chocolate brown locks of hair and the other gripping the tan hip, moving with each thrust.
"So tight! You look gorgeous like this, sweat pouring down that delicious caramel skin."
Devcon groaned as Lockdown pushed deeper inside of him. He'd heard all the sex talk before. He knew how to play along to get what he wanted, but this was a little different. Lockdown was not speaking to a fantasy image, he was speaking to him, and of his body. The incubus whimpered and pumped his hips against Lockdown's letting him lead. He spread his legs wider and slipped further down the engorged shaft, that if anything, was getting larger by the moment.
He panted and clutched at the back of Lockdown's head moaning into his ear. “Please! More! I need you! All of you!”
His hips met with Lockdown's as the rest of the well engorged shaft slid neatly inside of him. Devcon gripped both of the massive shoulders and thrust hard, arching his back and moaning in pleasure. He leaned down against the marked body letting his skin touch the pale. So long he'd done without physical contact that he forgot how much he ached for it.
“None have ever taken all of my cock before! Not even the gods. And still you're so tight!” Lockdown grunted as he lifted Devcon off the ground with each thrust. "Tell me your name." Lockdown growled into his lover's ear. "I want to know the name of this rare beauty that I will keep for myself so none but me could have you!”
Devcon moaned and shifted above his lover, closing his eyes and arching, needing the attention as much as he needed the cum. He wrapped his legs around the thrusting waist and circled his arms around the tattooed neck. He pulled himself against Lockdown, feeding off his aura and all the lust it held. The rosy lips kissed at anything they could reach and more while his hips rocked crazily back and forth, his tight passage milking the cock with every stroke.
“OH!” he cried. “Oh please more! I need more! Harder! Harder!
"Hnn-your voice! It's turning me on as we fuck!" Lockdown growled.
The cursed centaur grunted and flipped Devcon onto his back. Devcon gasped finding himself beneath the handsome centaur. No one was strong enough to pin him. At least, until now. Lockdown wasted no time at Devcon's wonder. He thrust hard into the tight entrance.
“Your name minx, or must I fuck it out of you?”
“Ooh! I am... Ahhh! I am yours!” Devcon moaned biting Lockdown's neck. “Need I have any other name?”
Lockdown bit at the lips, licking up the blood and thrusting his tongue into the sweet cavern of Devcon's mouth. His hands found erect nipples and when to work rubbing and pulling them. The cursed centaur fucked the stranger into the forest floor, and made the trees shake with his force. He broke the kiss and gave a wicked smile.
"You are indeed mine but I will not have a nameless partner." A hand moved behind Devcon's back to lift him in time with each trust. "I am called Lockdown. From whose bloodline do you come from, gorgeous minx?"
Devcon groaned as Lockdown pounded into him, delicious cum leaking down his thighs as Lockdown rubbed them raw. He threw his head back, moaned as he urged Lockdown for more contact anywhere and everywhere. His fingers dug deep into the shoulders but the skin did not break. Finally a partner that could hold their own against him. Devcon laughed aloud as he reached up and bit Lockdown's lower lip.
“Fill me with your cock time and time again. Fuck me until you can not. Only then will you win my name Lockdown, my handsome stallion.”
Lockdown's seductive smile made Devcon shiver in anticipation. "I intend to fuck you until all of civilization dies around us and is rebuilt over a thousand times."
Devcon howled in pleasure as Lockdown thrust anew at a frantic pace. He would have laughed at the centuar's attempt to outlast him if he didn't feel so amazing inside of him. He squeezed the cock in his ass and was rewarded with a much larger gush of cum.
“Do not hold back my stallion,” he purred, letting his head fall back against the grass. “Cum within me! The night is young and I wish to be taken many many more times!”
*
Devcon watched the stars wheel through the sky from his back as they rut all night on the forest floor. When light flooded the eastern horizon Lockdown was panting. Sweat dripped off his brow and strain showed on every inch of skin. Still he thrust on.
"Fuck! So good! So fucking good!" he moaned
Devcon arched against Lockdown for what must have been the millionth time, and it was just as good as the first. He shivered as the centaur came yet again. When he finished, Devcon purred and wrapped his arms around Lockdown's neck and rolled him to his back. The centaur panted beneath him as Devcon kissed his still pert nipples.
“Enough my stallion,” he cooed, leaning in to kiss the gasping lips. “You have pushed yourself enough, even for a centaur. And I will not allow you to cross the river stix after you've laid me so well. Rest.”
He laid down along Lockdown's heaving chest and listened to his racing heart. He reveled in the feel of his partner under his chest. They were breathing in sync, chests moving as they had before during their spat of coupling.
“I need no rest,” Lockdown heaved. “I will please you until you pass out.”
“You would not be so sure of yourself if you knew what I was,” Devcon countered with a chuckle. Slowly, he laid his lips upon the hard nipples and sucked softly, teasing his tongue along the quivering flesh.
"A gift from the gods? I already figured that one out." Lockdown replied, a hand stroking Devcon's hair.
“You are truly dense,” Devcon smiled, resting his head on Lockdown's chest. “I've fed off humans that never even woke and they knew what I am.”
“A beautiful stranger who appears at night and gives you the best sex of your life? There is only one.” Lockdown cupped Devcon's face and kissed him. “You're an incubus. How lucky am I to have attracted one so talented?"
Devcon plunged his tongue into Lockdown' mouth with a moan. He tasted every sweet inch before he pulled back and kissed his pale lips.
“Perhaps you're not such a dumb beast after all,” Devcon said, taking the sting from his words with another kiss.
Lockdown's eyes where still bloodshot and they sagged from exhaustion as he stoked Devcon's body. The incubus kissed them and pushed Lockdown's head to the soft Earth.
“You need rest,” he said, kissed Lockdown's lips again and again. “I do not wish to be disappointed by a exhausted lover.”
“I will not sleep,” Lockdown growled trying to sit up, but was only firmly pushed back down.
“Sleep.” Devcon ordered. “Before I make you.”
He put his hand on the tattooed cheek, but Lockdown surprised him. A marked hand curled around his and the cursed centaur leaned into his touch.
“Incubi leave in the morning,” he said, his voice soft. “If I sleep now, I'll never see you again.”
Incubi had but one rule when it came to hunting; do not fall in love with your source of food. But Devcon couldn't help smiling at the man and liking him a little more. He kissed Lockdown's forehead and ran a hand through his hair.
“You don't know much about us if you believe that. Incubi feed off the life essence of our lovers, and you have the most delicious essence. Fear not,” he kissed Lockdown once again. “I'll be here when you wake.”
With that, Devcon wove his power around Lockdown and helped him fall asleep. The centaur dropped off into slumber without a fight. The incubus sighed and curled up under the strong chin. He was by no means full after one night, and he wouldn't mind spending many many nights like the last one. Lockdown had much to give yet.
*
Devcon woke at the last rays of sunlight dwindled in the trees. Kissing Lockdown's neck he worked his way down the tattooed body. His hands brushed against the warm flesh as he moaned. Lockdown's cock quickly rose as Devcon's mouth found it once again. Eagerly the incubus coaxed it to its full girth and then swallowed it with a moan.
Lockdown's hips rocked, stuffing his shaft further down the gasping throat as Devcon urged him on. Lockdown woke when he came and pushed himself to his elbows in time to see the incubus licking his cock.
"I'll get you to let me suck you off one day,” he purred cupping the brunette’s chin.
“You are truly dense,” Devcon sighed and pushed himself up into Lockdown's lips. “I don't know why I find that attractive.” he slipped his tongue into Lockdown's mouth with a smile. “I would much rather drink your sweet cum, or have you thrusting into me like a stallion.”
Devcon grinned and shifted his hips back toward the erection that waited to be ridden.
"I'm hurt." The cursed centaur pouted before thrusting into his lover, giving the gorgeous man what he craved. “I would love to taste you.”
Devcon gasped and arched as Lockdown entered him. He purred and thrust back against his lover, lifting his hips up and down against the throbbing cock.
“Oh you can if you like,” Devcon moaned pulling the big cock deeper inside of him. “But it wont do me any good. I need to suck you to be satisfied. I feed off your cum, I need it. I crave it.”
"Is that right?" Lockdown asked, thrusting hard into the beauty writhing beneath him. "I'm not going to complain then." He kissed down Devcon's neck and onto his chest, sucking at the hard nipples.
Devcon moaned and raked his fingers across Lockdown's chest. “Ooh mmm! And I can't complain that I've found someone so large to accommodate my needs! Oh more! More!”
Lockdown gritted his teeth and threw his head back with a growl. Devcon squeezed Lockdown's firm ass and purred as he was filled again. If Lockdown kept this up, he may accidentally cause him to conceive.
“Yes!” he cried. “Yes yes yes!” Devcon thrashed and moaned until Lockdown came in him again. He didn't know how much more cum he could consume, but it was delicious, and he couldn't stop. He wasn’t planning on letting this one go, not for a long long time. He groaned and laid back in the grass, looking up at the stars.
"I should warn you,” Lockdown said as he kissed the incubi's forehead down to his lips. “It is the start of the lunar cycle. The new moon approaches and the sky grows dark. Soon you'll get a taste of what a real centaur is like."
Devcon shifted his hips to pull on the cock still buried within him. He grinned as Lockdown hissed.
“Oh?” he asked, dragging his clawed fingertips over the strong chest. “How so?”
“It is my curse,” Lockdown moaned, rocking his hips and pushing deeper within the incubus. “When there is no moon in the sky, only then does my true form reveal itself, and only while the sky is lit only with stars."
“Truely?” Devcon asked, as his fingers circled one of the hard nipples. “I can not wait. I've strangely never had a centaur before. Many nymphs, elves, gods and humans, but never a centaur.”
"Once you've had a Centaur, you won't want anything else." Lockdown bragged.
“Then where is this centaur I was promised?” the incubus teased.
Lockdown pulled himself out and stood. Devcon bit his lower lip and growled at the sight of Lockdown on his feet. Muscles and cock bulging in the dim star light. Suddenly a light appeared around the strong frame and Devcon put up a hand to shield his eyes. When he could look again he moaned.
Lockdown rolled his shoulders and pawed the Earth with a feathered forehoof. From his head down to his torso, he was a man, but from the waist down, he was a thick bodied stallion. His silky midnight coat was marred by white markings that matched the back ones etched into his pale torso.
"Aroused?" he asked with the swish of his tail.
“Mmm,” Devcon purred as his eyes slid between the centaur’s legs and the cock and the fat head that hung an inch from the ground. “Very aroused.”
He stood and went to his beast. He only came up to Lockdown's belly button now. The size difference didn't stop him from running his hands along the smooth body and down the long black legs.
“Such a perfect stallion,” he mumbled, kissing Lockdown's abs. “Would you like to be aroused now?”
Lockdown chuckled and stamped a hind hoof, making his erect cock bounce. "Already there," he purred. “I just need somewhere to put it.”
Devcon smirked and took a step away from his lover. “Did you know, incubi can take almost any form the desire?”
“Shapeshifters?” Lockdown asked, following after Devcon. “I'll believe that when I see it.
“You haven't seen anything yet.” Devcon smirked.
He changed his shape before Lockdown's eyes. When a man had stood a stunning white mare pawed the earth with a sliver hoof. Devcon locked his shappire blue eyes on Lockdown, and with a squeal reared and galloping away into the trees.
"Gods be damned!" Lockdown shouted, galloping after the gorgeous mare.
Devcon whinnied and raced through the trees. The long white legs flying over the earth as he darted through the wood. He looked behind himself and found Lockdown thundering after him. Kicking up his heels he fled before the dark centaur. He rounded a bend and slid to a stop as Lockdown leaped out of the trees before him
"Found you," the centaur growled racing forward.
Devcon spun and galloped away, his ears up as Lockdown yelled after him.
"Gonna catch you!"
Devcon shorted and lept a fallen tree. He only wished he could speak while transformed so he could yell that Lockdown could try to catch him. That was the whole point after all. He switched his tail and galloped on, looking over his shoulder time an time again. The trees opened into a clearing and he pulled up short at the bank of a large river and reared. He spun on his heels only to find Lockdown blocking his path
"Fast little minx ain’t you?" he purred matching the white mare's foot work.
Devcon reared as Lockdown cut him off again. He whinnied and pawed the air before he came back down to earth. He stamped the bank of the river as Lockdown came closer. His ears swiveled back and forth as he took a step back, threatening to bolt again.
Lockdown lunged. Devcon met him with teeth and hoofs. Water splashed everywhere as legs kicked and spun. Devcon laid his ears back as Lockdown growled. He felt the centaur's hands slide along his neck as Lockdown side-stepped too quick. He squealed as the centaur pressed against his rump, and the stallions weight descended onto his back. The black forelegs slid along his white sides and hooked under his belly as Lockdown mounted him and thrust is hard cock into the mare.
Devcon shook his head and whinnied as he spread his hind legs as Lockdown's forhooves scrapped along his sides as the black stallion thrust into him. He pushed back against the stud as his white sides broke out in a light sweat. Devcon snorted and pawed the ground in approval of the fast pace. He nickered and pushed against the centaur harder and harder. The white sides trembled as Lockdown came, and just kept thrusting toward another orgasm. The cursed centaur moaned, cumming into his broodmare once again.
They rutted into the early morning hours. Devcon was panting when the sun rose. He groaned as his stallion came again and filled him with cum. After two nights, he was finally full. Lockdown groaned and slipped from the mare's back to the ground where he wobbled. The incubus laid his ears back and stamped a hoof. If the fool died now Devcon would never forgive him.
"Have I earned to right to know your name yet minx?" Lockdown asked.
Devcon pulled away from the stallion, and resumed his true form. He breathed deeply as he turned back to Lockdown and smiled. “Take a swim with me?” he asked, slipping into the water. “I promise I'll tell if you do.”
Lockdown raised an eyebrow, but followed. The cool water made steam rise from the overheated body as the centaur swam closer.
Devcon glided to Lockdown and wrapped his arms around his neck. He purred and bit the centaur's ear before putting his lips to it. “Devcon,” he moaned. “You can call me Devcon.”
"Devcon, I like how the name rolls off the tongue.” Lockdown moaned.
Devcon nipped at Lockdown's lips and kissed him soundly. “Shall I be a chestnut now?” he purred. “Or would you prefer a bay?”
Lockdown kissed up Devcon's neck. "Let's try both."
“I hope there is no moon tonight,” Devcon purred, sliding around to sit on Lockdown's broad back as he caressed his chest. “I want to try all kinds of colors.”
*
Devcon woke to find Lockdown in his human form, body covered in cum and dirt. He rolled into Lockdown's back and cuddled him.
"That was fun." the former centaur yawned.
“Indeed it was my stud.”
The incubus sighed, quite content to rest beside Lockdown. Even if Lockdown was the worst kind to lose oneself in, Devcon wanted to be near him. Lockdown was a centaur, even if now he went on two feet. His very nature was that of a wild beast. He would fuck, eat, sleep and fuck as he pleased. Taming him was an impossible dream.
Devcon smiled and ran a hand down the big chest. Incubi had the same nature. Perhaps they could come to an agreement regarding sex.
“Lockdown,” he purred sliding a hand up the man's chest. “I have a proposition for you.”
"Mmm?" Lockdown turned to face his new lover. "And what might that be, babe?"
“I offer you my services. I will accompany you, be at your beck and call whenever you have the urge to spill your seed. Day or night, I'll be anyone or anything you desire. If you allow me to feed off of the milk of your cock.”
“A partnership?” Lockdown asked, “"I rather like how this partnership is heading already.”
“It could lead very many places.” Devcon purred hugging Lockdown to him. “Where would you like it to go?”
"I would like it to lead to you bearing my offspring." Lockdown said with a smirk as he rolled within Devcon's arms to face him. “I want your belly heavy with my foals.”
Devcon smirked. “Incubi can breed with anything, but we choose when to bear offspring. And I'm afraid I'll need wine, lots of whine, before you convince me.”
"I will gladly seduce you." the cursed centaur spoke with confidence. “Every night if I must.”
“It will take more then seduction fool,” Devcon snorted, cuddling up under his new partner's chin. “Now rest. I have an appetite, I must feed every night, and if I am to feed off only you, you'll have to keep me satisfied.”
* * *
Lockdown groaned into his pillow, as Devcon reached over him and punched the alarm clock going off, waking up the sleepy household.
"Fucking patrols." Devcon muttered, laying back down.
Lockdown reached over and grabbed Devcon by the waist and pulled the cop onto his hips.
"Have my babies."
Devcon snorted and relaxed against his lover. “I've had you children,” he snorted, rocking his hips against the bulge in the sheets beneath him. “Many of them over the milinia.”
“I want another.”
Devcon groaned as Lockdown kissed his neck.
“You look so good pregnant with our children,” Lockdown moaned, removing the sheet to reveal an engorged cock to his lover. “I love feeling them kick within your belly, seeing your smile in their eyes when their born, picking them up knowing we made them together, just the two of us."
“Why would you want rug rats getting in the way of this?” Devcon asked, kissing Lockdown's lips as he pushed him back down into the soft bed sheets. “Four am patrol shifts, three am late shifts, and all the scum of humanity we can handle.” He straddled Lockdown's hips and eased himself down onto the hard dick. “I will take breakfast though.”
“Mmm... still so good.” Lockdown groaned as he pushed inside his lover. “How are you still so tight?”
“And what if they aren’t suitable for the moden day? Or worse, we end up with another one like you.”
"Oi!" Lockdown feigned being hurt, "Just a thought, is all. Now to more fun things."
“Please!” Devcon groaned. “I don't want to have to snack on Jazz today.”
The incubus suddenly found himself on his his back with his legs high in the air as Lockdown snarled. The cursed centaur trust from a high angle, pushing deep into the prostate.
“The fuck you will!" Lockdown growled.
Devcon both laughed and moaned at the same time. Just a mention of Jazz had Lockdown on his toes. He'd only had a little taste of the handsome cop, never what he did with Lockdown. Not that Lockdown had to know that, he always tasted better when he was fucking him angry.
“You worry too much,” he moaned, grabbing Lockdown's shoulders. “You know you're my only one.”
"Gonna make sure it stays that way too."
Devcon let Lockdown have his way with him for a good hour. Then he had to push Lockdown off of him.
“I'm going to be late if you don't stop,” he purred. “And don't worry, Jazz won't be on the menu for a very long time.” He leaned up and captured Lockdown's lips with his. “I've got a few days off soon, for your “time of the month” maybe we can talk about more offspring then.”
"Good,” Lockdown purred. “Cause I'm pretty sure Jazz is fucking our neighbor anyway."
“Of course he is!” Devcon said, pulling on a shirt. “Who do you think helped them get in bed together?”
"You clever minx." Lockdown grinned. "Bet you get off watching them together, huh?"
“More then that,” Devcon purred as he pulled on a pair of pants. “When you're on your little trips what do you think I do? Starve for weeks?”
"I told you I can leave little jars around the house for you.” Lockdown joked. "Put it on bread, in your coffee, whatever you want."
Devcon tied his tie as he leaned in and kissed Lockdown again. “You know I only eat the fresh stuff straight from the source. Now if only you could break that damn curse and we could do so much more without you having to leave.”
"You're getting a few days off. I'll think about it." Lockdown smiled.
“And if I said I'd have your child the moment you broke the curse? What would you say to that?”
"They never said what would happen if the curse was broken. Just that it would reveal my true form. I say if I can be with you for all eternity, then I don't care what form I'm stuck with."
“Mmm, agreed.” Devcon buttoned down his jacket. “I like you whatever way I can have you. Now, stop looking so damn sexy so I can go to work.”
"Bout to say the same to you. Your ass looks so good in those pants." Lockdown smirked as he groped Devcon's rear.
The incubus growled and kissed Lockdown, thrusting his tongue inside the hot mouth. “I expect you on this bed, with only a pair of handcuffs on when I get home.”
Lockdown shivered. "Yes Sir."
“Good boy,” Devcon smirked and straightened his shirt. As he turned to leave he changed his mind and turned back around. “Oh I almost forgot. I left you a surprise DVD in the player. Just watch it until I get home.”
Lockdown smiled. "Love you too, baby."
Devcon smiled as he quickly got out the door. We would be lucky if Lockdown didn't break down his door at work and take him on the desk. He shivered. He'd carry Lockdown's child for sure if his mate did that.