Getting Eldreth's approval still didn't solve the problem of how he was going to approach Karchak - actually asking to be fucked would put him at a significant disadvantage, which he was reluctant to do. He needed a way to put Karchak off-balance beforehand if he was going to maintain enough of his dignity to be worth the humiliation.

The solution made itself blindingly obvious when he caught a thief attempting to pick his pocket in the market. Not being able to shape-shift didn't mean he didn't have many other skills to fall back on. Even if he could no longer slip under doors, he still knew how to pick locks. He could just pick the lock on Karchak's office and let himself in. Admittedly, not being able to extrude the perfect tool from his own digits would certainly make it harder - he'd have to practice with ready-made lock picks to learn to compensate for the lack of direct sensation. But his knowledge of tumblers and how to manipulate them hadn't gone anywhere.

There were always confiscated sets of lockpicks at the station. Tano availed himself of one, then spent much of the afternoon picking the locks on his own desk until he was confident that he'd be able to break into Karchak's office.

That evening, he went to The Drunken Lord, where he had dinner at his usual table while he watched and waited for a chance to slip into Karchak's office unseen. His opportunity eventually came when a fight by the bar spilled out into the common room and Karchak had to get involved in separating the participants. Tano immediately slipped down the stairs to Karchak's office, broke in without anyone stopping him, and re-locked the door. He then stripped naked, sat in Karchak's chair - a padded armchair on a base of cleverly contrived rolling wheels - and settled in to read an erotic novel that had been lying discarded in the station break room for months.

Karchak didn't come in until after closing, which meant Tano was left waiting for several hours. But the tedium became worth it when Tano saw the look of shock on Karchak's face as he stood in the doorway with a loaded crossbow and the strong box. "How in the hells did you get in here? You can't shift anymore," he said stupidly as he closed the door and locked it behind him.

Tano grinned, delighted by the consternation on the dwarf's face. "I'm a man of many talents." He set the book down, and rose to take a seat on top of the desk with his legs spread wide. He felt a heated rush of arousal as Karchak's gaze dropped between Tano's legs and stayed there. "I came to see if you were all talk. Can't say your reaction fills me with confidence so far."

Karchak snorted softly, set the crossbow down by the door, and slowly walked forward. "It's like that, is it?"

"It's like that," Tano agreed, reaching out to tug lightly on Karchak's beard.

Karchak's lips parted and he gasped softly. "Close your eyes," he said roughly.

Tano narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

Karchak gestured at the safe in the wall behind his desk. "Because I'm not letting you see the combination."

Tano smirked and closed his eyes. "What makes you think I won't look?"

"Because I'm watching you, and I won't fuck you if you do."

A compelling argument. He kept his eyes closed until he heard the safe latch shut. "Can I open them now?

Karchak grunted. "Do what you like."

Tano opened his eyes, and watched Karchak with unabashed interest as the other man stripped. His legs were as powerful as his arms, and his ass was large, round, and muscular. As Karchak removed his smalls, his cock bobbed free, already half-hard, and... Fuck. Eldreth had been right. It did feel powerful knowing that Karchak both hated and wanted him.

Karchak walked around the desk to drop into his chair with his legs spread wide. "Suck my dick." When Tano frowned, Karchak spread his hands. "You want me to fuck you, you have to suck my dick first. Those are my terms."

Tano didn't like that he was starting out the encounter at a disadvantage, but he did as he was told. He got off the desk and knelt on the cold, hard floor between Karchak's knees, scowling when Karchak smirked at his discomfort. He hated how subservient the position was, and yet. He couldn't deny that it was turning him on.

Tano wrapped his hand around Karchak's cock and took it into his mouth. He didn't have a clue what he was doing other than 'watch the teeth', but sucking seemed like a fairly obvious place to start.

Karchak surprised him by grabbing the back of his head and holding him in place as he thrust up into Tano's mouth. Not far enough to choke him, but Karchak was girthy enough to stretch his jaw uncomfortably. "That's it," Karchak murmured. "Let me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours."

Tano would have objected to being called 'pretty' if his mouth hadn't been full. Karchak's grip on his head was strong, so he settled for making a discontented noise. Despite the distastefulness of the situation, Tano found himself continuing to stiffen, excited by the pleasure Karchak took in the somewhat degrading position. Finally, when the discomfort in his jaw crossed into actual pain, Tano pulled back against Karchak's grip, and Karchak surprised him by actually letting go.

Tano made a soft noise of disgust as he wiped off the saliva that dribbled from his mouth. Why did human bodies have to be quite so... juicy?

Karchak grinned. "Stand up and bend over the desk."

He did as instructed.

Karchak nudged his legs further apart, then spanked him. Hard. When Tano cried out in pain, the dwarf smacked him again.

"This is what will happen if you don't do what I say. If you don't like it, you can leave now. Or you can stay and let me stuff that slut hole of yours with my cock."

Gods help him, there had to be something seriously wrong with him that the second of those two options was significantly more appealing. Tano's face burned with anger and embarrassment, but he didn't move from the position Karchak had put him in.

"That's what I thought." Karchak pulled a step stool out from under the desk and fixed Tano with a deadly glare. "If you say a fucking word, we're done. For good."

There was a long silence, and then - because Karchak seemed to expect a response - Tano nodded.  After a long moment, Karchak grunted and poured oil onto his hand from a vial in the top drawer of his desk. Tano couldn't help but tense up when Karchak started probing his anus with the pad of one of his thick fingers.

"Relax," Karchak snapped. "I'm not going to hurt you."

Tano considered the lingering, stinging pain in his ass. "You're not?"

"I'm not," Karchak said, then immediately contradicted himself by slapping Tano's ass again.

Tano couldn't help grunting in pain, but he was proud of how steady his voice was as he asked, "what do you call that then?"

Karchak grinned and reached around to briefly fondle Tano's cock. "Foreplay." Before Tano could react, he shoved the finger of his other hand into Tano up to the first knuckle, and again Tano experienced discomfort bordering on pain. "Relax," Karchak repeated. "It hurts because you're tense."

Tano took a deep breath and forced himself to unclench.

"That's it," Karchak said as he inserted his finger all the way. "Look at that greedy little hole." Karchak held his finger still and gave Tano a moment to breathe. "I saw you having lunch with Eldreth. She knows you came here to fuck me, doesn't she?"

"Don't you dare start any rumors about Eldreth," Tano growled.

"Of course not." Karchak glared at him, sounding genuinely insulted. "She's a customer. But right now, it's just the two of us, isn't it?" Karchak hooked his finger inside Tano and wriggled it, and Tano saw stars.

"Hhhhhhnnnnnnng."

"Answer the question, Tano. Does. She know. You're here."

"N-no."

Karchak gave him his hardest blow yet, hitting Tano's left cheek with an open hand. "Don't lie."

Tano whimpered and blinked away the tears that came to his eyes, too flooded with sensation to find his words for a moment. Beneath the bright, scintillating pain, there was the wooden surface of Karchak's desk beneath his elbows, the deep, wonderful stretch of Karchak's finger inside him, and the aching hardness of his own cock, which seemed to crave the rough treatment he was getting. "I... I didn't tell her w-who," he finally was able to stammer. "Or my pl-plans. But she knows that. She's not the only one I've been with."

"Attaboy," Karchak crooned before inserting his second finger all at once. "A week as a human and you're already a slut."

When Karchak scissored his fingers, Tano yowled in pain, and again Karchak surprised him by stopping. Tano blinked and looked back at Karchak, who was rubbing his cock idly with his free hand.

"Do you want me to stop?" The question was matter of fact, without any judgment or aggravation, and Tano was shocked to realize that Karchak would stop if he said yes, even with both of them rock hard and his fingers in Tano's ass.

Tano felt a fresh wave of humiliation as he shook his head.

Now Karchak gloated. "You want me to fuck you."

It wasn't a question, but Tano didn't want to be spanked again, so he answered. "Yes," he said, hating himself as he forced the word out from between clenched teeth.

Karchak started fucking Tano's hole gently with his fingers. "You want me to work your slut hole open so I can jam my cock inside and pump you full of cum."

Tano couldn't stop the groan that escaped from his mouth. "Th-that's disgusting."

"And you like it."

He did. Gods help him, he really did. "Do not."

Karchak snorted. "You're a terrible liar, Tano. Always have been. But I won't fuck you until you ask me to."

Tano whined in protest when Karchak stopped moving his fingers. When he wriggled his hips impatiently, Karchak held him still with one of his big, strong hands. "Do it then," Tano finally grumbled.

Karchak slapped him hard on each cheek. Tano wailed at the pain, and the way it made his cock jerk and bob. "I said ask. Nicely."

"Please," Tano wheezed.

"Please what."

"Please fuck me," Tano whimpered.

"That's a good slut."

There was the sound of more oil. A moment later, Karchak thrust his length between Tano's cheeks a few times before probing at Tano's entrance with the head of his thick cock. Tano was disgusted with himself at how patiently he held still. He felt so dirty for agreeing to any of this in the first place, let alone enjoying it. (And gods, he was enjoying it.) And then Karchak pushed into him, just enough to get the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle, and there was only pain. And pleasure. And pain.

Karchak just held himself there. "That's it," he cooed. "I said I wouldn't hurt you, and I won't. So just breathe."

Tano took one shaky breath. Another. Forced himself to relax.

Eventually, Karchak began to press forward slowly. "You're doing so well. I know I'm a lot for a baby slut to take, but you'll be begging for me soon enough." He reversed course, and Tano was surprised to hear himself make an involuntary noise of protest. "Want me to put it back in, do you," Karchak laughed.

"Y-yes."

Karchak pulled out of him entirely. There was a brief sensation of shocking emptiness and the sound of more oil. Without any warning Karchak fucked back into him hard and fast, burying himself all at once, and everything in Tano lit up like the lantern festival. "God's you're so tight," Karchak groaned. "I love how your greedy little hole pulls me right in."

Tano was shuddering, his breath coming in short sharp gasps. His cock felt like it was on fire, and he was dimly aware that he dripping onto the floor. The pain was almost gone now, the little that was left completely overshadowed by pleasure like nothing Tano had ever felt. "M-more," he gasped.

Karchak withdrew with agonizing slowness, then slammed back into him, and Tano had to clutch at the desk to steady himself. "You like that, hmm?"

"Y-yes."

"Good." Karchak repeated his slow withdrawal, following it with another hard thrust. "I like to make my sluts happy."

By now, Tano was so out of his mind that he would have done anything, said anything. "Please," he begged. "Fuck me. Please, please fuck me."

And finally, finally Karchak tightened his grip on Tano's hips and started pounding enthusiastically into him. There was the now-familiar sound of flesh-on-flesh, albeit with the strange new dimension of Karchak's balls slapping against him. Karchak's grip was too tight - he was going to leave finger-shaped bruises, and for some reason that drove Tano even more wild. "Yes. Yes. Gods, yes!"

Karchak's breathing was ragged. "Gods, you're... magnificent."

Tears were running down Tano's face, and he was shaking uncontrollably from the excess of sensation. He hadn't known it was possible to feel too much pleasure, but apparently it was, and that was making it difficult for him to reach his release.

"You feel so fucking good," Karchak growled. "I'm going to pump your tight little slut hole so full of cum." He grabbed Tano's hair and pulled his head back, and something about the fresh surge of humiliation pushed him over the edge. Tano cried out and felt his cock spurt jet after jet onto Karchak's rug.

Karchak made a strangled noise, slammed into Tano several more times, then buried himself completely and remained there as he made good on his promise. When he had finished, the dwarf leaned forward to rest his weight on the desk as he languidly thrust into Tano several more times, chasing the last bits of pleasure the way a drunk would chase the dregs in a cheap bottle of wine. "Fuck," he groaned.

"Nnnn."

Karchak pulled out, and Tano gasped at the feeling of cold air against his gaping hole, which was immediately followed by the feeling of Karchak's cum dribbling out of him. He suddenly felt used. Dirty.

And incredible.

Tano's bones remained stubbornly liquid as the dwarf started to get dressed with a knowing smirk. "I've got cleaning to finish up out there. You can see yourself out."

Tano got enough control of himself to rasp Karchak's name as he turned to leave. "Next time I'll be the one fucking you."

He saw his feelings mirrored precisely in the look Karchak gave him of simultaneous disgust and arousal. "That's not going to happen."

"Me and my 'magnificent' slut hole are closed for business until I do." Tano wriggled his ass enticingly, reveling in the power he had gained over Karchak with just a few well-chosen words. Karchak had been the one humiliating him, and now here he was flushed and angry.

Tano laughed as the dwarf stormed out.

Karchak knew he was beaten, he just wouldn't admit it yet.

 

* * *

   

He went home and had the best sleep of his life. (Though admittedly, it had been a very short life where sleep was concerned.)

He worried as he tended to the more... intimate portion of his morning routine that sex with Karchak might have lessened the appeal of Eldreth's much more wholesome and uncomplicated charms. However, he quickly forgot about Karchak entirely as he thought about Eldreth's gloriously full figure, what her naked breasts looked like as...

Well.

It seemed that even when Eldreth wasn't even in the room, she still made him come far too quickly.

 

* * *

 

On a whim, he bought a cheerful yellow bloom from a flower-seller in the street and stopped at the cafe on his way into work.

When he offered it to her, Eldreth looked at it like he was trying to hand her a live snake. Tano was abashed as he belatedly remembered what the gift of a flower often signified for humanoids. "I haven't changed my mind about romance," Tano stammered. "I just thought it would look nice in your hair."

Eldreth's expression cleared. "Then thank you," she said. She tucked the flower behind her ear, and the bright yellow blossom did indeed look very nice against the blue undertones of her skin.

"I did get to do that. Ah. Exploration. By the way."

Eldreth arched her eyebrows. "Really? How did that go?"

Tano blushed and shook his head.

She laughed. "Fair enough."

There was an awkward pause, during which Tano worried that Eldreth might have changed her mind. A large number of the domestic disputes the Watch settled involved philandering, and the philandering party often claimed that there had been some sort of 'agreement'. But then Eldreth smiled and tilted her head. "I don't suppose you can come by tonight?"

Tano groaned as he remembered of the item on his calendar he had been doing his damnedest not to think about. "I can't. The Duke is hosting a banquet tonight." He gave a pained sigh. "I'm being given an award."

"You poor baby," Eldreth replied with a teasing grin.

Tano laughed. "I could try to come by around lunch? If you... If there's..."

Eldreth's eyes lit up. "Something can definitely be arranged," she murmured, giving him a significant look through half lidded eyes.

"Then I'll be here," Tano promised before superstition prompted him to add, "unless something catches fire."

"Not literally I hope?"

"More often than you'd think."

She smiled and grabbed his collar, pulling him forward for a brief, but toe-curling kiss. "See you soon."

 

* * *

 

Tano went straight to his office and plowed through a mountain of reports.

When lunch arrived, he left the station without telling anyone where he was going or when he'd be back. (It was good to be in charge.)

Eldreth had clearly been waiting for him. She turned to say something to the silver haired woman - Tano really needed to ask her name - then mouthed 'around back' at him.

Tano nodded and went to wait in the alley behind the cafe.

Eldreth opened the back door for him a minute later, then led him into the root cellar, closing the trap door behind them. "No one will disturb us here, but we will have to be quiet."

Tano looked around in confusion at the crates and barrels packing the small space. "Where..."

"Right here," she said, gesturing to the small space they were standing in. She pulled down a blanket that had been stashed on a shelf and shook it out. "Best I could do on short notice. I figured fucking in your office wasn't an option."

"It's not," Tano chuckled as he helped her spread the blanket.

They made love on the packed dirt. Or rather... Not love. But something more than mere affection.

As Tano's fuse when it came to Eldreth was still woefully short, he spooned her from behind and fucked her slowly, keeping his movements small so he wouldn't lose control. Eldreth touched herself, and it was only once she'd brought herself to climax that he started fucking her properly. As usual, it took almost no time at all before he had to bury his face in her shoulder to stifle his cries as he spent into her.

They lay there in silence for a minute as they recovered. Finally, Tano pulled out, and was surprised when Eldreth turned around to face him. "I like you, Tano," she said with a tired but affectionate smile. "I like this. It's simple. And nice. Which are two things I haven't had for a very, very long time."

Her voice was full of laughter, but there was old hurt behind her eyes. Tano probed his feelings, and was relieved not to feel the same soul-pull at seeing that hurt that he felt whenever Vicereine Kalira was upset.

"I like you too," Tano replied, brushing his fingers across Eldreth's lips. "So what do we call... this? Or is being lovers who aren't in love too weird for people to understand?"

Eldreth shrugged, entirely unbothered by the question. "Who's to say that romantic love is the only love that matters? You can love friends. Not wanting to share every part of your life with them doesn't make that love any less real."

"And is that what we are? Friends?"

"I certainly consider you a friend," Eldreth said softly, her quiet certainty soothing something restless inside Tano.

"I do too." Tano said quickly. "I was afraid that because of how attracted I am to you that I might develop romantic feelings for you if we kept doing this. But I don't feel that way about you, and I don't think that will change. Truthfully, I've only ever had romantic feelings for one person, and I don't expect it to happen again."

There was happiness and relief in Eldreth's beautiful golden eyes as she tucked a stray lock of hair behind his ear. "You're not the sort of person I could fall in love with. But that's what I need right now. I gave up everything for my freedom, and I'm not sure I could ever do that again."

"Given what I do, I'm not someone you should give up your freedom for, even if you did change your mind."

Eldreth's answering smile was brilliant. "I won't."

It was strange. Being told that she didn't love him, could never love him, should have felt like a rejection. And yet, Tano was flooded with a warmth and contentment so intense that for a moment he couldn't breathe.

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