A/N -
Smut warning! This is not for younger audiences... Also this is my first time writing smut, I don't know how good it is... I'm sorry.
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Conor's PoV -

     Rollan, Meilin, and Abeke had left to go to the nearest town, nearly a half a day's walk away from where we had set up our camp. This left just myself and Devin Trunswick, aka Worthy, to look after camp. There wasn't much to do here so we just sat bored and asked each other questions or talked to pass the time. It was awkward talking to my old master. Somehow I still felt like his servant when I was around him. Of course he didn't boss me around or anything, I wouldn't take that shit anyway, but still old habits die hard.

     Devin was leaning against a large rock a few feet away from me. He looked anxious. He fidgeted a bit he would shift a lot as if trying to get comfortable. His tail was fluffed up like a Halloween cat's tail, except I don't think Devin had anything to be afraid of.

"What's wrong, Devin, you look... uncomfortable?" I asked and studied Devin expression the best I could at night.

He looked embarrassed and perhaps he was even blushing, "Oh, it's nothing, I think I'm just paranoid," Devin replied but I know Devin well enough to know when he was lying and now was one of them times.

"What's really up with you, I know when you're lying," I accused, Devin, not rudely but simply matter of fact.

     "So what... I'm not saying," Devin swished his tail with a hint of underlying anger.

     I got up and walked over to him. "Come on, let's go for a walk..."

     "But we have to protect camp," Devin sighed.

     "We'll only be gone a few minutes, and I can leave Briggan here to watch over things," I begged and released Briggan from passive state in a flash.

     Devin seem more at ease, "fine..."

     I offered my hand and helped him up. I noticed Devin walked a little closer to me than our usual. Things were getting better between us, I no longer held a grudge and Devin had apologized for all he had done. He even save my life once or twice. I felt something like a vine wrap around my leg. I jumped a little. Looking down I realized it was only Devin's tail. This was odd for him but I kinda liked it. He didn't seem to nice he had done this, maybe this was a subconscious behavior from the cat half of him. I decided not to mention it for fear he might freak out and remove his warm tail from me.

     We walked along some trail. It was late at night but neither of us were too worried, I had my shepherd staff and Devin of course had cat powers. He was basically a creature of the night anyway. Did I just call Devin a prostitute?

     We chatted a little as we walk, we talked about Eura's seasons and holidays. We talked about how much we missed our family, though Devin's pretty much just included Dawson. It was nice to talk to someone about home. We were currently in Southern Amaya so we were missing out on the Autumn of Eura, which was 100% the greatest season. Devin's tail scooted up a little on my leg so it now rested just above my knee. Every once in a while Devin would twitch his tail slightly sending a tingling feeling down my leg. I blushed, it was kinda nice. Maybe I should mention that. Or on second thought that would be pretty awkward.

     We had fallen into a comfortable silence, I decided to break it. "Sooooo, what's the secret?" I smirked.

     "Oh, I'll tell you when I'm ready, be patience," there was something mischievous about the way he said that.

     "Oh..." was all I could think to reply.

     Devin's tail twitched again and climbed a little higher on my thigh. Twitch, twitch... Was it bad I wanted to moan? Probably... probably pretty bad. Devin purred softly as we walked along. I doubted he knew he was doing that. His tail climbed as high as it possibly could. Twitch.

     "Ngh," fuck, did I moan out loud!?

     Devin didn't seem to hear, oh thank Tellun. Twitch, twitch... I couldn't help it, I moaned again. Now his tail kinda rubbed against... yeah that place. "Ngh... m-master, D-devin," oh shit.

     Devin finally heard me, "Oh, so you like that, Conor?!"

     "Y-yes... wait y-you knew you w-were doing that w-with your tail?" my voice hitched a little as Devin rubbed more.

     "Of course I did," Devin laughed, "let's continue."

     He didn't ask if I wanted to continue, he commanded it. I was pretty okay with that actually. Devin grabbed me, kissing me roughly. He ran his cold hands up my shirt as he snuck his tongue into my mouth. I whined as he pinched my nipples between his claws. I finally broke free, once I could talk after a few gasps for air I sighed, "D-Devin, we shouldn't b-be doing this!"

     "Right now, it's master Devin and we are doing this, I know you want it Conor," Devin purred, "besides... this can be our little secret."

With this he yanked my shirt off and roughly pushed me against a tree. I relaxed, we could keep this a secret, right?! Then everything would be okay. "Oh, are you fine with this now?" Devin laughed as he leaned against me, momentarily stopping his rough biting along my neck.

     "Y-you can't tell anyone, p-promise," I stuttered.

     "Promise..." Devin went back to his biting and sucking at my skin.

     He ran his fingers through my hair. This brought me back to my time as Devin's servant. We had tried this out once or twice before but this time it was just so... hot. I felt like my skin was on fire. I was woken from my thoughts by a sharp pain along my thigh. "M-master!" Devin had clawed the back of my thigh, it hurt but yet it felt so good, how could I possibly like this torture.

     "That's your cue to turn around," Devin hissed.

     I did as I was told, now my chest was pressed against the rough tree bark. I knew what would happen next. "M-MASTER!" I howled as a sharp claw was inserted into my hole, then the pain turned into lust, I wanted more of it.

     "Don't pretend, Conor, I know you like the pain," Devin purred into my ear, biting at my lobe.

     He dragged the claw against the lining of my hole as he pulled out, I was probably bleeding by now. He clawed down my hip again, he wanted me to beg. I couldn't help but oblige, "M-master, do it a-again, please."

     "I knew you liked the pain," I could hear the smirk in Devin's voice.

     He inserted two clawed fingers, bringing both back out moments later while scraping my lining. I moaned. Again and again he clawed. Finally, he inserted three claws, making sure I was the perfect size. It felt so good, I was practically grinding the tree I was pressed against. "Perfect," I heard Devin mutter as he clawed his way out.

     I felt his fingers against the back of my neck, then suddenly he dug his claws in, dragging them all the way down my back. "M-MASTER," I cried out again.

      My whole backside throbbed in pain, it felt so good. Then Devin shoved himself inside me. The pain was almost too much to bare, each thrust he made hurt like hell. My lining was torn and bleeding. He started off slow, giving me time to adjust to his size and to the pain. Gaining rhythm he thrust faster and faster into me. I screamed in pain, my back arched in the sheer heat of it all... so good. "Conor, don't hold it back, let me hear you," Devin panted with an extra forceful thrust.

     "Yes, m-master, harder!" I whined hoping that was good enough.

     I got my answer. Devin grabbed my shaft and dug his claws in, ouch! "Louder," Devin commanded.

     "Ngh, h-harder, master, Devin, more p-pain," I cried out.

     Devin squeezed my shaft harder, I was close but he wouldn't let me cum till I had pleased him. "MASTER DEVIN," I moaned louder and lustful tears poured from my eyes, "D-DO ME H-HARDER!"

     "Very good, Conor, I'll reward you," with that he dug a claw into the end of my shaft preventing me from cuming.

     I bucked a little. Devin bit, hard, on my shoulder as he came inside me. His warmth filled me. Finally, he dug his claw out of my shaft, gently dragging the claw along it. He flipped me around so I was facing him yet again. He smirked and latched onto my shaft. I moaned louder. He bit me pretty hard, signaling me to be louder. "M-MASTER!" I whined, he loved that name.

     He finally allowed me to cum, he swallowed it down. "Very nicely done, Conor," he smirked.

     "What the hell did we just do," was all I replied.

     "We sinned, but it was wonderful..." Devin replied, "I have a feeling you won't be getting rid of my marks anytime soon."

     We started walking back, each step I took hurt. His salty cum didn't make the claw marks inside me hurt any less, it just worsened the pain. "Devin, will you tell me your secret now? Why were you acting so funny today?" I asked, I felt like I deserved to know now.

"Conor... it's embarrassing," Devin sighed.

"So is screaming master while being pounded against a tree but I still did it," I fired back.

"Fine... I was... in heat... like a cat," Devin sighed.

"Oh... well, it felt nice..." I blushed almost as much as Devin was blushing.

When we got back to camp, all our friends were there... "So... Devin's you master, huh?" Abeke smirked at me.

"What.. how did you guys know?!" I was scared.

"Dude, the whole forest could hear you," Rollan laughed.

"Shit..." I thought out loud.