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The knight clad in pink panted, exhausted, clutching his lollipop with one hand and covering his side with another. He wasn't sure if he was bleeding or not, but it felt warm and searing. 'Y-you.. I-I.. I won't surrender..!'
He tried to keep his cheery, playful, confident tone, but his voice broke as he stared down at the broken bodies of all his past enemies and his beloved friends.
He knew he could revive them. They would come back. He would. If he could find the strength to move an inch.
A dark chuckle came from the man in front of him. 'Those corpses seemed to take a lot out of you, knave.'
'A-aah.. aaaghh.. y-you.. you've no right t-to call me that..!' Pink Knight shuffled forward towards the man clad in black armor, his ruby eyes staring the effeminate knight down. 'Shhh. Shhhh, knave.' The Necromancer chuckled. 'Quiet down. Maybe it'll help you in the end.' Pink Knight grit his teeth under his helmet. How dare he. How dare this man kill all of his allies, then have the nerve to mock him?
He prayed he'd be killed now. He and his friends would wake up at the last place they slept as if nothing happened. The way the Necromancer slowly strided towards him told him he had other intentions, though.
'Do you want to live, knight?'
Pink Knight paused. He nodded. He did. He wanted to live. He wanted his friends to live. 'Then you're going to listen to me carefully, knight.'
'I'll allow all your allies to leave in peace. They can go home, or even go on and defeat the Evil Wizard. But you don't get to come with.' The Necromancer was smiling underneath his helmet, and you could tell in his voice. 'W.. wh.. whuh?' Pink Knight asked, looking up at the taller man. 'I like you, knave. You have everything I like in a boy like you. You're.. fiesty. Brave. Willing to put up a fight.' Pink Knight's face warmed up. Was.. he implying what he thought he was?
'Well? Go on. Go revive your friends. Just tell them you'll deal with me on your own. You're strong enough.' He chuckled. Pink Knight flinched as Necromancer picked up an apple from the crowd of the dead, tossing it at Pink Knight. He quickly ate it, immediately feeling much better. He rushed off to his friends, one-by-one reviving them.
They were all obviously confused when Pink told them he could defeat Necromancer on his own. 'H-hey, trust me! I'm strong enough! I can do it! He's just one man now!'
'...Pink, are you really sure?' Blue Knight questioned. 'You don't have to lie to yourself.' Blacksmith crossed his arms. 'You've got the least strength of the team!' Red Knight chimed in.
'N-nono trust me! J-just.. go!' He didn't explain further, nearly shoving his friends out of the dungeon. Leaving him alone with the Necromancer once again. 'U-uuh..' He was nervous. Who wouldn't be, alone with a man who you didn't know the intentions of?
Pink found out soon, though. Very soon. 'N-nngh, hey!-' He grunted, being pushed against a wall by the Necromancer. 'I wonder. Are you just as cute as your armor is?'
'H-hey, atleast take me somewhere sanitary!' He complained, and Necromancer simply rolled his eyes. 'As you wish, knave.' He roughly grabbed Pink Knight, leading him away to an upper part of the castle. All the way up to the attic. It was a dark, cold place. It was decorated with bones, skulls and candles. The bed was large but empty, a few pillows and some black covers on the mattress. It was easy to commit to memory as Pink Knight was unceremoniously tossed onto the bed. 'H-huh, wait, what?!?-'
'Shush. Your friends are out fighting the Evil Wizard, and you get to stay here with me and feel good. Isn't that nice, knave?' Necromancer chuckled as he undid his belt, shoving down his pants and boxers to reveal his cock. It was big and veiny, drooling precum and Pink Knight couldn't help but blush at it. Necromancer chuckled, forcefully pulling down Pink Knight's pants and underwear aswell, revealing his.. strange anatomy.
It seemed like he had a cunt, but as Necromancer looked closer he realized what it was. A slit that had both a hole for Pink's cock to retract into and a hole to be used like a fleshlight. Pink's cock poked out of the first hole. Unsurprisingly, it was neon pink. A light purply-pink substance drooled from the tip. It looked more like a small tentacle than anything else.
'... Hm.' Necromancer reached a gloved hand down, feeling the tip of Pink's cock. 'H-hhnnng!!-' Pink groaned, and his cock poked out more, eventually fully unsheathed. Necromancer wrapped a hand around it, listening as Pink whined desperately, beginning to jerk him off. He continued like this for a bit, stopping right as Pink was about to cum. 'Not yet, knave.'
'N-Necromancer, Sir-' Pink was cut off by Necromancer putting a finger over where his mouth would be. 'No talking unless I tell you to, knave. And it's just Sir to you.' Pink nodded, flustered and embarrassed by being ordered around so easily. 'Now..' Necromancer focused on the main act. That being, shoving his cock inside of Pink's tight hole.
He gently prodded at his hole with his dick, slowly stretching it out, prying low moans and mewls from Pink's lips. He eventually pushed it all the way in. He wasn't thrusting, though. His eyes met Pink's. 'Beg, knave.' Pink paused at first, before obeying. 'P-please, Sir.. p-please, can I have it?'
Necromancer narrowed his eyes. 'More.' Pink whined in frustration. 'S-Sir, please, please just give me it p-please! Please, please I want your cock please I-I need it so b-baaahhhnn!' His words devolved into moaning as Necromancer thrusted in and out of his tight, wet hole. 'You're so damn tight.. did I get to you first, knave? Am I the one to deflower you? Nnhhg..' He groaned just thinking about it. Pink didn't reply, too busy whining, whimpering and moaning as his hole was abused by Necromancer. If he was close before, then he was right on the edge now.
Tears formed in his eyes from the stimulation, and just as he was about to finish, Necromancer pulled out. 'N-nnoooo! C-c'mon!' Pink whined underneath him as Necromancer grinned. 'Come on, knave. You know what to do by now. I want to hear your desperate pleas, you whore.' Pink Knight whined, a slur of pleas to finish coming out of him. 'S-Siiirrr, p-please please let me cum please I've been such a good good boy p-please! Please I wanna cum I'm a good boy Sir!' Necromancer, satisfied, shoved his cock back into Pink's hole. He slammed his cock in and out of him, abusing and with no doubt bruising what would be the alien equivalent of his cervix. 'What a good boy, f-fuck.. such a good little whore, s-so goddamn easy..' Necromancer chuckled, feeling himself getting close to his finish as Pink let out a loud moan, splattering light purply-pink cum all over himself and Necromancer.
Pink panted desperately, being overstimulated as Necromancer continued to pound into him. 'J-just.. a little longer, knave..' He huffed out, pushing his cock in and out a good few times before Pink felt him spraying his insides with cum, riding out his orgasm as he continued to abuse his well-used hole.
The both of them soon came down from their high, Necromancer nearly collapsing on top of Pink wordlessly.
Minutes passed in silence besides the heavy breathing between the two.
'..It's time for a round two, don't you think, my dear?'
--- Bonus ---
After a long, long night of drinking and brawling and feasting after defeating the Evil Wizard, the three knights were worried. Pink had been gone a long time. A long, long time. They worried that Necromancer had gotten the upper hand on him.
The three had set out to the castle, and stepped foot inside the third door. Nobody was in the dungeon. They checked each door, each room, and found no sign of life. It was only when they began searching the rest did they begin seeing- more accurately, hearing- signs of life. Blacksmith was the one brave enough to open the attic door.. and walk in on Pink getting his organs rearranged by Necromancer. The two stopped their dance in bed as they saw Blacksmith walk in.
'U-uh, Blacksmith, I can explain..'