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Cronus leaned against the wall where Kankri stood, blocking him in, smiling at him with an almost suggestive smirk as Kankri crossed his arms, pausing between words to glance up at Cronus with a single raised eyebrow. Kankri had attempted to lecture him several times before on the hemospectrum and Beforan culture, and sometimes, Cronus would pretend to listen. But other times, when he was feeling especially ornery, he decided to butt in with a few comments of his own.
"In regards to the hemospectrum as we know it on Beforus, the ochres, umbers and physically-warmer castes were usually slated for duties as underlings to the ceruleans and physically cooler-"
"So what about the mutants?"
"Excuse me?" Kankri asked, his expression darkening.
"Yeah, the mutant bloods. Those freaks who don't fit in. Where would they stand in this-" Cronus made air quotes, "-caste system."
Kankri stared at him blankly before slapping him hard across the face. His claws left marks on Cronus's skin, and Cronus raised one hand to his face before turning back to Kankri.
"So you finally responded, eh? I was wondering when you'd snap."
"I think even a higher blooded individual such as yourself would know a bit about the simple principle of 'not fitting in,' Mister Ampora."
Kankri turned and walked away, and Cronus wondered if he was truly fed up this time. Maybe this time he had really had it with him. Cronus leaned against the wall, exhaling sharply. All he had been trying to do was goad him into caliginous territory, but in doing so, he may have lost the only friend he had.
But the next day, Kankri was back.
He found Cronus standing over by one of the bridges in their bubble and practically dragged him away. Cronus was 15 shades of confused by the time they had gotten to Kankri's hive and he had shut the door and locked it. Was this some sort of sexual thing? But it couldn't be, Kankri was celibate. A plot to murder him then? But they were both already dead, weren’t they?
Cronus was still ruling out options in his head while Kankri crossed the room and opened up his closet door, then pulled a cable, revealing a secret drawer built into the wall. Cronus couldn't believe his eyes. He never would have guessed that someone like Kankri would keep so many sex toys lying around, but the entire drawer was full of them. There were long, ridged ones with flared heads made to emulate a full-grown troll's bulge, tiny ones that vibrated, ones built to stimulate both bulge and nook, and more.
Cronus tried to think of something vaguely suggestive to say but all he could think of was "But i thought you were celibate."
"That doesn't mean i can't derive pleasure from mechanical devices. Honestly, if i didn't use these, i would probably go insane." Kankri raised one eyebrow, a little half smirk on his face, then handed Cronus a moderately sized vibrator, pocketed something else from the drawer, and searched around inside his desk before producing two earpieces with built in microphones, built for communication from far away.
"This one is remote controlled." Kankri showed Cronus the controller, which had a dial from 0 to 12, and handed him the earpiece. "0 means it's off. At 1 you might feel slightly aroused, but no real discomfort or signs of arousal will show until level 3 or 4. At 12...” Kankri shook his head and handed him the earpiece.
"If you can keep it inside of you for a week and keep in constant contact with me, i will agree to be in a relationship with you in whatever quadrant you prefer. Considering neither of us have any quadrant positions filled, i'd say this deal seems pretty plausible."
Cronus swallowed and put the earpiece in. The wire was very thin. No one would notice unless they were looking very carefully.
"I agree. I agree to the deal." Cronus said, nodding.
"Good. Then you'll be needing this, won't you?" he aked, handing him the vibrator. "I'll allow you a bit of time to insert it before the pact is sealed."
Kankri turned his back, covering his eyes, and Cronus assumed this meant he was to put the vibrator in right there. He unzipped his pants, pulling them down, and slipped his hand into his boxers, pushing the small vibrator into his nook. He felt the walls of his tight nook clench around the foreign object, and he let out a small cry as the vibrator was turned on. He bit his lip, but managed to slip his jeans back on. It had to at least be at level 8, with how wet he was getting.
"What number is it on?" Cronus asked.
"2." Kankri said calmly.
"Fuck." Cronus said, more out of alarm then out of pleasure, but with his nook heating up even more with every second, it came out as more of a needy whine, and Kankri had to suppress laughter.
"And now to seal this pact." Kankri said. "Normally it would would be with a handshake, but considering the conditions of our little deal, i'm going to go with a less traditional method."
And then Kankri was kissing him. One of his hands was gripping his left horn, physically pulling him down into a tight clutch, and oh god why did his lips have to be so warm and soft...
Kankri pulled away, taking his hand off of Cronus's horn and pushing him backwards, and Cronus looked almost disappointed when he did so.
"Now go on. I have some business to attend to here, and i don't think you'd enjoy it very much being cooped up in my hive for the entire duration of this week, now would you?"
So Cronus left. After being cooped up in Kankri's freakishly neat hive, it was nice to get some breathing room. He was going to try and find somewhere where he could relax, maybe try to get his bearings after being told of the deal. It was all too much for him to handle, and the vibrator still going inside of him was making it hard for him to concentrate. As far as he could tell, it was still on the same level, but he was getting used to it by now.
A couple feet in front of him, Mituna tripped over a tree branch and fell on his face, his helmet rolling away and landing at Cronus's feet. This was a golden opportunity, and he couldn't pass it up just because of Kankri and his deal.
He took the helmet and held it under his arm as Mituna got to his feet shakily, clutching his head. His eyes were barely visible underneath the massive mop of hair that stuck out every which way. Cronus wondered how it all fit under that helmet of his, although that was a mystery to be solved another day.
"Looking for something?" Cronus drawled, holding the helmet out. Mituna reached for it, but Cronus snatched it away from him, causing him to teeter on his feet. God, this was just too good.
"Give me back my hamlet!" Mituna announced, making another swipe at it, but Cronus held it high above his head. For once, their height difference was an advantage.
Suddenly, Mituna caught sight of something and started snickering under his breath. Cronus noticed, and frowned. "What's so funny, kid?"
"Is that a cigarette in your pocket or do you just have a tiny dick?" asked Mituna. Cronus was about to smack him senseless, but then he noticed he was, in fact, sporting an erection, made even more noticeable by the tightness of his pants.
He muttered "Kankri" under his breath, then turned and walked away, pausing only to pull a tree branch down and hang Mituna's helmet on it, just out of his reach.