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The Lust and the Void

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Chapter 74: Inside the Void

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 74: Inside the Void - The Lust and the Void is a longform fantasy gay furry erotica, focusing on Roan's pack and their fight against the darker forces in anthro society. Graphic, intimate and emotional sex scenes make up the other half of this tale.

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma   Consensual   Mind Control   Gay   Fiction   Horror   Humor   Tear Jerker   Science Fiction   Extra Sensory Perception   Body Swap   Furry   Magic   Were animal   Sharing   DomSub   MaleDom   Light Bond   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   First   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Sex Toys   Public Sex   Size   Transformation   Violence  

Warning: This chapter contains spoilers for the prequel series “Insatiable Fox”

Nox’Thar moved through the tunnels. He was not an average panther. He was heavier through the chest and arms than Lucian or Malachi, and the weight he carried between his legs shifted with every step in a way that made the difference obvious even under the layered clothes. He had run the Temple Trials multiple times. Each passage had taken what was already in him and stretched it further until the powers lived under his skin like a second pulse. The red and blue tattoos showed clear through the dark fur, curling over muscle and disappearing under the fabric. The clothes matched them exactly, thick and ornate, embroidered from high collar to hem in the same colors, the stitching catching what little light the tunnels offered. He wore the authority the way other males wore fur. On Earth there might not have been anything more dangerous. In the Void he did not know where he stood on the food chain, and the not knowing sat in his shoulders without apology.

Lucian followed a step behind, green panther eyes duller than they had been before the mountain and the FBI and the weeks that came after. His fur still looked thin in places, the patches slow to fill. Malachi the tiger came last, white fur bright even in the low light, ice-blue eyes steady and unblinking. Nox did not touch the heavy gates they passed. He simply looked at them and the locks gave, metal sliding free with a low groan that echoed down the stone. Neither of the others asked how he did it. The sound of their paws on the floor was the only other noise.

The bottom chamber opened wider than the tunnels that led to it. The tear hung in the center, larger than the one that had cut the tree in Roan’s woods. Wider than a truck and longer still, the edges glowing with that same purple-blue light that the void seemed to love. It did not flicker or breathe. It simply held, a clean wound in the air that showed nothing of what waited on the other side until you were close enough to step through.

“This is the biggest one to have been discovered,” Nox said. His voice carried without effort. “And we control it here. Exclusively.”

Malachi studied the opening, ears tipped forward. “This is where you brought the Void Dragons through.”

“Among other things,” Nox said.

Nox had them strip naked, for there was no other way the opening to the void would accept them.

They stepped through. The air changed at once, cooler and thinner, carrying a faint metallic taste that settled on the tongue. The cave beyond was lit from within by blood-red crystals that lined the walls and ceiling in thick clusters. The crystals pulsed when the three of them moved, brightening as they passed and dimming again behind them, the light crawling over their fur and turning the white of Malachi’s coat pink at the edges. The red of the crystals reflected in Lucian’s green eyes.

“Touch those,” Nox said, nodding toward the nearest cluster, “and your blood will turn into rust. Which I hear is very painful for as long as you last.”

Lucian and Malachi both nodded. They kept their paws clear of the walls, shoulders angled away from the glowing stone, and followed Nox farther into the cave. The crystals kept reacting to them as they went, the light swelling and fading with every step, the only sound the soft pad of their feet on the uneven floor.

The climb out of the cave took longer than the tunnels had. The crystals thinned and then stopped. Nox walked ahead without slowing. Halfway up a narrow cut in the rock an insect creature the size of a dog dropped from the ceiling, the same kind that had come with the Reaver. It landed on Malachi’s shoulder and went for his throat. Nox turned, lifted one paw, and closed his fingers. The creature imploded. Chitin and wet black fluid collapsed inward with a sharp crack and then fell in a heavy lump at Malachi’s feet. Malachi wiped his shoulder and kept walking.

They came out under a sky that did not behave like any sky they knew. Clouds rolled and tore and folded back on themselves, threaded with thin lines of void energy that flickered and vanished. The moon hung low and blue, but the blue was wrong. Looking at it made the edges of their vision sting. Lucian looked away first. Malachi lasted a few seconds longer before his ears flattened and he stopped trying.

The ground leveled into an open field ringed by low hills. A gnarled tree near the path screamed when they passed, actually howled, with a strange static sounding voice, branches lashing toward them before the wind pulled them back. Something moved in the bushes farther out. A short, ugly struggle. Then silence. High above, a Void Dragon banked and soared, wings cutting the strange light. Behind the distant mountains the silhouette of something vast arched up and then down again, too long and too smooth to be stone. It looked like a worm the size of the range itself.

“Holy fuck,” Malachi said. “Is this Mordor?”

Nox glanced at him, annoyed. “This is a special place. To me it is more real than the world you came from.”

They walked. The first blue temple appeared without warning, grown out of the side of a hill like it had always been there and the land had simply failed to notice. The stone was the same dense material as the white temples that rose on Earth for the trials, but the color was light blue. It sat crooked, half-buried, half-thrust into the slope.

“These temples follow you,” Nox said. “Literally. This one is here for one of us. It chose the spot. Enter it and it will trap you in an alternate reality until you perish.”

 
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