As Thomas continued trudging through the ancient forest, it was very clear to him that his map had led him astray. Being lost in the woods with a dwindling food supply is never good so when he saw a small log cabin off in the distance the young adventurer had no other option but to ask for help. As Thomas walked up to the door, he noticed a beautiful garden filled with all types of rare plants and flowers, he had been traveling long enough to know that many of those plants shouldn’t grow in this region meaning they were being kept alive by magical means; this was the home of a wizard. One must always be cautious around wizards as they can be very unpredictable, but Thomas was hungry so knocked on the door anyway.

“Hello there, come in, I don’t get many visitors,” said the wizard from inside, “my name is Philos, the door is unlocked, make yourself at home,”

Thomas’s brain knew this was a bad idea, but his stomach took the better of him as he walked through the door. Before him was a humanoid black cat who was a bit shorter than him dressed in a blue and gold cloak. There was an empty table that Philos motioned Thomas to sit at, and as he sat down a grand feast appeared before him. Thomas dined on the finest food he had ever tasted, Philos poured both of them a glass of wine which Thomas happily accepted but didn’t drink just yet. While the mage wasn’t looking Thomas swapped the glasses, suspicious that his drink had been poisoned. Soon after Philos took a sip from his glass, he slumped back in his chair asleep.

Growing up hearing tails of cannibal witches, Thomas suspected this wizard must have been trying to fatten him up to eat. He got out a length of rope and ties Philos to the chair until he decided what to do with him.

“Untie me this instant!” Philos exclaimed.

“You were going to eat me!” Thomas retorted.

“What?”

“I’ve heard stories of your kind, witches and wizards who feed lost adventures just to eat them themselves,”

“I don’t want to eat you I wanted to fuck you,” said Philos embarrassed, “All that food was an aphrodisiac, I’m in a rut right now and people so rarely visit, I wine and dine any adventurer I see, all the wine does is help you relax and be more agreeable,”

Thomas began to feel the effects of the food kicking in, he was beginning to get frustrated in more than one way now. It would appear the perfect solution to his frustration was sitting tied up right in front of him.

“We’ll see how agreeable I am now,” Thomas said as he undid his trousers and pulled out his now throbbing cock.

This sight made Philos more wet than he cared to admit but was excited that Thomas would soon be finding out just how wet he was. Thomas grabbed Philos by the throat, forcing his tongue into his mouth, Philos moaned with delight. With this other hand Thomas slid his hand into Philos’ pants making him shiver in delight, Thomas slowly slipped in a finger just teasing Philos’ wet pussy. Philos’ tail wagged around wildly. Thomas grabbed the chair and dragged the still bound cat propping the chair against the wall and straddling it, so his dick was right in front of Philos’ face.

“You like what you see, kitty?” Thomas said mocking the powerful wizard.

Philos bit down on Thomas’s thigh. Thomas grimaced and grabbed Philos’ furry face and forced open his maw. He than began pounding away at Philos’ throat, using it like his own personal fleshlight, moaning loudly as he pleasured himself. Philos kept sucking away loving every second of this rough fucking.

“I can’t be having all the fun now,” Thomas said with a devilish grin as he pulled down Philo’s pants all the way, “And look at that, you’re already spreading your legs, you’re such a good boy.”

It was true, with a mind of their own, Philos’ legs were already apart, showing of his glistening wet pussy.

“You look tastier than that entire feast, next time why don’t you just lay on the table with your legs spread and we can skip to dessert,” Thomas slid in a finger as he brought his mouth towards Philos’ dripping pussy.

The taste of his juices was the most delicious nectar Thomas had tasted. He lapped up the flavor, sucking and teasing Philos’ clit with his tongue, his finger pleasing him from the inside. Philos yowled out a loud moan as the pleasure was too much and he gripped Thomas between his thighs as he came all over.

“Did my good boy already cum?” Thomas said with a smile, “we’re only just beginning,”

Thomas once again grabbed the chair, dragging it into Philos’ bedroom. He untied Philos only to pick him up and throw him onto the bed, hopping on after, and wrestling Philos’ down until he stopped trying to escape. While he had Philos pinned to the bed he began to slowly slide in his rock-hard cock into his very wet pussy. Philos loved the feeling of being filled and taken advantage of like this, his pussy being stretched as Thomas fucked him.

“You’ll be a good boy and take all of me, won’t you,” snarled Thomas.

Philos nodded in excitement. The adventurer gipped the wizard by the shoulders and began to pound away at him. Both people feeling and loving every thrust. Philos, however, wanted more and figured he could get it if he decided to be a bit of a brat. As Thomas pounded away, Philos grabbed him and pulled him down onto him, chomping into his shoulder. Thomas slapped his thigh.

“You want to cause trouble slut; your actions have consequences,”

Philos tried once again to squirm away only to be spanked again and to have Thomas pound harder. The penetration was too much, and Philos’ pussy clenched around Thomas’s cock as he came a second time.

This feeling was too much for Thomas and he moaned out. He was on the brink of cumming too. He pulled Philos close and kissed him passionately and maybe even lovingly on his soft lips. He felt himself filling Philos passed the point of full and having warm cum leak out. Both of them moaned out in joy and extasy as their bodies relaxed. Thomas kept kissing all over Philos’ furry face. They then laid there, snuggled up and cozy. Philos with cum leaking out of him and Thomas covered in plenty of his own seed too. None of that mattered because in that moment. The only important thing to them was that they were cuddled up in that bed. Philos as the little spoon while Thomas kissed the back of his neck. Together, they drifted off to sleep, safe in each other’s arms.