Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2023 03:51:29 -0600
From: VaKuya Zeth <thomas.tbooker.booker@gmail.com>
Subject: Many Wings Of Darkness: A Resident Evil Erotic Foot Fetish Tale

Many Wings Of Darkness

A Resident Evil Erotic Foot Fetish Tale


(This is the erotic foot fetish tale that is inspired by the popular
survival horror game franchise; Resident Evil: Village, taking liberties
from the DLC; Shadows Of Rose. Except that this will be my own personal
spin that's loosely based off of these specific creatures from both
games, and the previous ones before Village. One forged by the stuff of
nightmares, darkest dreams, and/or simply one of a few people's darkest
fantasies. This is the story of him. So without a further ado, let the
tale begin....)


This is my first time traveling to the countryside of Europe. Not just
because I needed a well deserved vacation from the mind baffling madness
of America, but mainly because I was sent to a specific place in a local
village, by a mysterious entity.


A few months ago, I was just enjoying the holidays with a few friends who
also lived in the same complex as I am. Right after they left to head
home that evening, I received an email from my phone's notification. I
open my email to read the message that starts off like this....


"Hello, my friend! And happy holidays!


I hope you have a great weekend. I would like to hear all about what you
did on this fine holiday weather. Do tell the details, if you want to
share. If not, you don't have to. I'm not gonna pry into your business
intrusively. That's just me being as respectful as I can be possible.


Well enough dilly dally! Let's get right to the point.


The reason why I'm sending you this email message is because that
you're going to meet this masculine male, as of next year. He is not
just any man that you might encounter in your daily life. Oh no! He is a
creature of the substance that people have called, "The Mold". That
creature is a nightmare to behold. A super soldier from the darkness. A
tyrant of a monster with a brute strength that can rival hundreds of
human men. And a terrifying visage to match his ravenous nature.


But never fear, my friend, for only he could satisfy your urges. Also you
might satisfy his. And into the dead of night, shall you both be happily
satisfied together.


Don't you worry about the other monsters. He will protect you from them.
I can guarantee you that. He will keep you safe, protected, and warm. As
well as he can please you with the best of his ability. And at the same
time, you'll please him, however you like with him. In time, you'll see
that this male monster is not so scary, once you'll get to know him.
I'm sure you will find him to be of your liking.


All you have to do is pack your bags and set the date on your calendar.
And I'll handle the rest. Because, my friend, you are going to a village
in Europe.


Best of travels! And a great pleasure!"


That entity is being cryptic as usual. Normally that would annoy me,
because it's always being vague with its words, but I'm not bothered by
it at all. In a matter of fact, I am a tad curious about this male
monster that this entity has mentioned in the email. And this said
monster is residing in the countryside of Europe. I wonder what could it
be? And how will I know that if the monstrous creature is either friendly
to humans, or if it's hostile? Looks like I'm gonna have to find out
next year then.


By the time the year of 2023 came around, I'm already settled with my
travels. Just as the entity instructed me to be. With my belongings all
packed up in baggages, I'm ready to go. I set up my security system on
lockdown, before I left my apartment.


And now, here I am, days later when I've reached my destination. I have
never been in a village before. A village isolated from modern society
and the world. All the locals were astonished to see me; an outsider in
their continent no less. Most of them don't like outsiders, and want
nothing to do with the people outside the village. As I stepped out of
the wagon, quite a few locals welcomed me. A few men has helped me with
my baggages. During the settlement, I was given a tour of the village by
a few local women. They showed me around the area until the sun goes
down.


Now I just need a place to stay at for the time being. Luckily for me, a
local woman invites me to stay at her family's cottage. That was very
sweet of her to do such kindness for me. The men help carry my belongings
into the woman's cottage. There, the woman's family welcomes me into
their home with open arms. As I got my things into a guest room, the
woman makes an offer that I couldn't simply refuse. Thus she shows her
hospitality.


"You must be hungry from your travels." said the woman.


"Yes. In a matter of fact, I am." I replied with a nervous chuckle.


"Here! Come in the kitchen, kind sir." says the woman. "I'm making
hazelnut soup for supper. Would you like some?"


"Sure. Absolutely." I complied.


I went to sit down at the kitchen table. The woman is cooking food from
over the fireplace. Her relatives were in the living room, chatting away
about mundane things in life as usual. That's no surprise to me
whatsoever. As I waited patiently in the kitchen for the supper, the
woman came to the table with a plate in her hands. She sets a bowl of
hazelnut soup and a plate of garlic bread on the table. I can feel my
mouth watering already. I guess I'm that hungry. So I didn't wait that
long to dig in. The woman is pleased with the fact that I was sipping a
spoonful of hazelnut soup.


"Mmmmm. That is delicious." I said to the woman.


"I'm glad that you enjoy the soup." says the woman with a smile on her
face. "Should I get you something to drink? I have water, peach tea, and
almond milk. Take your pick."


"Hmmm. Peach tea will be fine." I said.


"Okay, good sir. I'll get you a glass of peach tea." says the woman as
she went to grab a glass of peach tea for me.


As I was dipping a loaf of garlic bread into my soup, I unwillingly
eavesdrop in the men's conversation in the living room. They were
spouting off about the recent events that happened in the past couple of
days. One of the men spoke about a monster that was seen flying around in
the nighttime sky. He couldn't get a good glimpse of the monster because
he ran and hide out of fear. But he stated that the monster is depicted
to stand like seven feet seven inches tall. And the monster is said to
have pale white skin, jet black limbs with feathers on the forearms, the
waistline, and on its calves to match that of a raven bird. The monster
has bloodshot red eyes that can easily stroke fear into the minds of
those who gaze upon it. It has a huge jawline that can expand twice the
size as its half a head effortlessly, showing rows of razor blade-like
sharp teeth. Lastly, it can spout a huge amounts of black wings from its
bare back.


According to the men, they said that the monster was last seen circling
around the large castle on the eastern side of the country's wilderness.
That information alone is enough to intrigue me, although I didn't
engage into their conversation. I thought to myself, this monster that
the men were speaking of. Could that monster be the one that the entity
was talking about last year? Even though I should be afraid, but I'm not
for some reason. Must be that I've encountered many monstrous creatures
before, in my lifetime. And not a single one has harmed me....... that I
know of.


This just in, my thoughts were interrupted when the woman return with a
glass of peach tea for me. Just as I requested.


"Thank you so much." I thanked the woman.


"You're welcome." said the woman with a gentle smile. "Let me know if
you need anything else."


"I will surely let you know the second." I said, smiling back at her.


She turn to the fireplace to cook the rest of the meals for the family.
As I was enjoying my supper, suddenly,  another woman who appears to be
the other woman's eldest sister, sat down at the table with a teacup in
hand. She noticed that I'm not from the village. Thus she sparked a
conversation with me.


"You're not from here, aren't you?" said the lady.


"Oh no. I'm not." I responded to her. "I came from another country."


"Oh! You must be American." she wondered.


"Yes I am." I nodded respectfully.


"May I ask, what brings you here?" she asked out of curiosity.


I finish drinking my peach tea before I can tell her the vague reasons
for my visitation.


"Well, I was sent here to meet with someone." I answered as vaguely as
I possibly can.


"Oh really?" said the lady, smirking slyly. "Do tell. Is it a
beautiful woman that caught your eye?"


"Not really." I answered vaguely. "They didn't tell me what the
person is like. All I was told is to find the person here, in the
countryside. That's what I was told."


"Ah! Do you have business with this unknown person?" the lady asked.


"Yeah, something like that." I replied.


"So it's kinda like a private business then, correct?" she wondered.


"That's one way to sums it up." I said as I then sip another spoonful
of hazelnut soup.


"Well! I suppose that you're quite the busy fellow." says the lady as
she went on. "It's not quite often that we have foreigners venture into
the village, to conclude a secret business with a mysterious someone. I
have to wonder, what kind of organization does this person operate?"


"It's not like an organization per say." I said in a seldom
expression. "It's more like an anonymous encounter in the least places
that you've never expect."


"Oh! Well then. Perhaps it could be fate." said the lady as she then
sips her tea.


"Maybe it is. Who knows?" I said as I finish the rest of my hazelnut
soup.


During our conversation, the woman's sister has prepared the meals, with
the help of her husband, of course. Now supper has been served. She
called the rest of the family to come eat their supper. Alas, everyone
has chatted the evening away. Funnily enough, I felt like I'm at home
far away from home, if that makes sense. Even if I'm the oddball out of
all the villagers, due to my clothes, my hair, and my personal
belongings. But I don't mind taking in the essence of different cultures
from around the world.


After the supper, it's almost late. The woman's family is getting ready
for bed. As for myself, I just need to shower, if they have one. I asked
one of the men in the cottage if they had a bathroom that I could use to
wash up. One man said that the cottage doesn't have a shower, but they
have an old fashioned bathtub in the small bathroom on the right hallway.
I didn't complain about it for anything is better than nothing. Although
it'll take some time for me to get used to these costumed lifestyles.


Just like at home, I have to use warm water to fill the tub. Now I can
cleanse myself. It's different from what I'm used to, being a guy who
grew up in the city. But I'm gonna have to adapt to my new surroundings,
the best way I know how.


After I got done washing myself in a bath, I dried my long dreadlocks,
throw on my sleepwear, and I made my bed to lie in. The sheets are quite
comfortable, especially with all of the handmade wool to make covers from
it. The women of the village are so amazingly crafty with their
materials. Same as the men as well. In the dead of night, everyone is
fast asleep in the cottage. But I am wide awake for it'll take me a
while to fall asleep with time. So I'm on my laptop, entertaining myself
with YouTube videos on my phone's personal hotspot. Then all of a
sudden, I notice a strange black thing flying across the night sky. I
can't make out of what it is. However, I notice the wingspan stretching
out from the this unknown figure. I try to kid myself by assuming that
it's just a bird. But I'm soon going to find out that this was no bird,
as the story progress any further.


Then I felt a little tired by the time the winged figure disappeared into
the clouds. I turn off my laptop and then I went asleep in the bed.


It was early in the morning. And I woke up to the sound of the man's
voice, calling me to join the family for breakfast. I tirelessly get
myself out of bed, so I can join them. The women in the household has
outdone themselves by cooking an exquisite breakfast for everyone. They
set the food on the table. Alas it's time for us to eat.


Boy, this makes me miss home already.


So after we all have finished our breakfast, I went to go get myself
dressed for I have to leave in a little bit. I gathered all of my
belongings, making sure that I didn't leave something important behind.
Now I'm ready to go.


I left the guest room with all of my things. A few family members were
helping out with cleaning the kitchen, while to rest are setting out to
work. The woman came up to me, the minute I've set a foot out the door.


"You're leaving so soon?" she asked.


"Yes. I have to go find the one I'm looking for." I said.

"I suppose that's for the best." said the woman as she leans on the
doorway.


"Well I do appreciate your hospitality." I remarked. "Honestly, I'm
grateful for everything you all have done for me. Thanks for letting me
stay in your home."


"Ah don't worry about it. It's been a pleasure of mine." said the
woman, smiling. "It's not everyday that we have foreigners come to the
village and as a guest in my household."


"Yeah, especially with the nice warm meals that you make." I added.
"That was delicious. It reminded me of home."


"Thank you, kind sir." beamed the woman. "I'm glad that you enjoyed
it."


Then suddenly, one of her relatives came out to help me with my baggages.


"Allow me to put your bags into the wagon, good sir." said the man as
he grabs one of my belongings.


"Thank you so much." I said, acknowledging the man's offer to help.


Then I turn to the woman.


"Well that's it then. You should be on your way." she said.


"Yep." I replied with a slight nod.


"Do you have everything you need to take with you?" the woman asked to
make sure.


"Yes, ma'am. I believe that I got everything." I answered.


"Good. Then you're all set." says the woman, grinning softly. "Now
off you go."


I grinned softly back at the woman. The man placed the last baggage in
the wagon. Now I should be get going. I thank the man for his assistance
and then I climbed into the wagon. With the old man stirring the horses
by the riggings, we left the family's house stead. They all wave their
goodbyes to me as I rode off with the old man into the open acres.


"I hope that you found whoever you've been looking for!" shouted the
woman's sister.


I acknowledge her from the distance and waved goodbye.


Once on the road to the middle of nowhere, it's going to be a long
journey. The old man turn to spark a conversation with me, just to kill
some time.


"Where'd you heading off to, mister?" the old man asked.


"Now that's a good question." I thought to myself.


This whole time I thought about what I've just heard from the locals,
about this monster. And the fact that the entity has sent me here for
that reason. But I can't tell the old man about why I came here for, or
else he might think that I'm crazy for doing something that no one else
would dare to do. So all I did was to vaguely tell him the half truth
whilst directing him to where I need to go.


"I'm going due east." I answered the old man.


"East, eh?" uttered the old man, scratching his beard. "Why east? That
on the other side of the hills."


"There's someone that I have to meet." I said vaguely.


"Oh! And who could that be?" the old man wondered.


"I can't say." I said as I went on. "I was told to go meet someone at
the eastern side of the continent. That's all I can say for now."


"Okay, mister. If you insist." says the old man. "I'll take you due
east. We'll be there in a couple of hours."


"Thank you, sir." I replied.


The old man drive the wagon on the road heading due east of the
wilderness. He wasn't kidding me when he said that'll be a couple of
hours to get to my destination. So I just listen to the old man telling
his stories about the folklore of these lands, surrounding the tales of
these specific characters and the supernatural abilities they possess.
Some of them are dangerous to humans, some are just mischievous at best.
But that depends on where to find them, and whoever is telling the story.
Probably just to scare the kids into being on their best behavior and be
good. Some parents and caretakers still do that til this day.


After a few hours on the road, passing through the hillside, we have
reached the crossroads of the acres. I can see the castle from afar. It
looks like I'm heading in the right direction. Not to mention that the
castle is at a three minute walking distance. The old man stops his
horses at the end of the crossroad.


"Well here we are!" beamed the old man. "This is as far as I can take
ya."


"It'll do. Thanks." I said as I climb off the wagon and grab all my
things. "I'll take it from here."


"Now are you sure that's this is where you're heading?" the old man
asked in bewilderment.


"Yes. I'm sure." I reassured him. "That's where I need to go. I
appreciate you getting me there."


"That is not a problem, mister." says the old man as he then shared his
concerns with me. "But allow me to give you my warning, my fine lad. Be
careful out here. Rumor has it that a many winged monster is said to roam
around the area. It was last seen flying around the castle right over
there."


He points at the castle from afar. I already knew about it, because of
the men back at the cottage. But I pretend to play cloy with the old man.
I pretend to take heed of his warnings.


"So I've heard about the monster from the locals when I entered the
town." I remarked.


"Word gets around fast amongst us good men." says the old man as he
concludes with his warning. "Also, whatever you intended to do when you
get there, I advise you to do not go anywhere near the castle. That place
is filled with all sorts of horrible monsters, plagued with nothing but
blood and death. And god forbid, shall you ever be at the mercy of the
many winged monster. Do you still want to go east?"


"I'm positive that's where I'm going." I said with the utmost of
confidence. "I have to meet someone there. It's what I'm here for. And
don't worry. If I ever see any of those monsters, especially the one
with the many wings, then I'll run for my life. I promise."


The old man drew his breath for he has took my word.


"Alright, lad. If you insist on going eastbound, then I'm not going to
stop you." said the old man, smiling although concerned. "However,
please take heed of my warning. Don't go anywhere near that castle. You
hear?"


"I perfectly heard you, sir." I complied with due respect.


"Then you should get going." says the old man as he turn his horses
around. "Good luck, my fine lad! And safe travels! May god be with you
through the darkest of days!"


He drove off his horse pulling wagon back in the wilderness. This is it!
I have come this far. Now I have to walk onward to the castle through the
acres.


Along the way, little do I know that I am being followed by someone, or
something. I have this uneasy feeling about this. As I continue walking
down the road, I keep hearing things that are not there, and I had to
constantly look over my shoulder to make sure that I wasn't being
followed. But right when I turn back around, I suddenly saw a black bird
standing right in front of me. Could it be a crow? No! That bird is way
too big to be a crow. I can tell from its size and it's jet black
features. So it is not a crow. That is a raven.


And it is behaving very strangely. I carefully approach the raven and
knelt down to it. It didn't fly away nor did it bite me, which it kinda
surprise me. Instead, it's rather being friendly to me. And it allow me
to pick it up by its feet. My heart melted as the raven looks up directly
at me with its dark beady eyes. That is when I decided to make a
companion out of it. And I also gave it a name, Draven. I know that's
kinda cheesy name, but that's all I can come up with for the moments
notice.


And so Draven and I continue to make our way to the large castle on the
other side of the acres. After a three minute walking distance, crossing
over the terrain in the foggy weather, we have finally reached the large
castle. Wow! The locals were all not kidding about this place. It's
enormous! If not the biggest architecture in the world. No matter, I'm
here now. So there's no turning back. I have to find that monster.
Although it relieves me to know that I'm not alone in this. I have
Draven right by my side. Despite of the old man's warnings and my slight
fear of the unknown, I summon enough of my courage to enter the castle's
large baroque doors.


Once that I'm inside the entrance of the castle, I found this place to
be quite gothic, if not ghastly with all of the haunting interior
designs. I venture further into the palace as silently as I possibly
could, for a single sound might give me away to whatever may lurk in the
shadows. I navigated through each corridor of the castle. From room to
room. Funnily enough for some weird reason, I get a feeling that I'm
walking into a vampire story. That is, if there's vampires living in the
gothic castle. I could be wrong, but no doubt about it, there can be a
possibility that I might ran into them. For all the shit I've seen in my
life, this cannot be any different.


When I made my way into the accommodations room, Draven suddenly started
acting strange and flew off my shoulder. It stops by the strange looking
door underneath the fancy staircase. It looks back at me, as if it wants
me to follow it through the door.


"You want me to follow you in there?" I questioned the jet black bird.


The raven caws its answer. So I walk towards the door and pushed it open.
There's a secret staircase that leads downwards to what I'm assuming
that there's dungeons would be. A place where they kept the prisoners.
But who knows if there's any prisoners alive down there? It wouldn't
hurt to go check it out. So I follow Draven down the stairs to the
dungeons.


There, the raven lured me further down the eerie abandoned dungeons,
where there is a mass piles of rotted flesh and bones of the prisoners
who has died here centuries prior. I was frightened by this gruesome
sight, but Draven insists that I keep following it further into the
darkest corners of the dungeons. As much as I want to give up on my
personal quest and turn back, but I didn't do just that. The entity has
sent me here for a reason. It told me that the monster would satisfy my
deepest, darkest desires. Too aroused by the idea to turn back now, I
screwed my courage into the sticking place, and then I continue to follow
the raven deep into the darkness.


After navigating through the twisting corners, carefully crossing over
the fragile foundations of the bridge over the bottomless chasm, Draven
has lead me to the center of the area. I was stunned and shocked with
fear to find that the place is completely covered up in this thick
dripping substance that scientists all over the world has called, "The
Mold". I don't know if I should be anywhere near it. It may look
dangerous as it is disgusting. Draven flew to my side. It is behaving
very strangely than it has been earlier. I don't know what it wants. But
after noticing the bird's body language, it seems that it wants me to
get it closer to the mold. Like any sane human being, I protest against
the raven's suggestion.


"What!? No!" I declined. "It's too dangerous. What if it's toxic to
the environment? It could be deadly for you."


But the raven persists for me to aid it towards the creepy substance. I
keep protesting against the idea of endangering this bird to the mold, in
which might kill the poor thing. But it turns out that we don't have
time to quarrel over it, because something is emerging from the mold. To
my utter horror, the substance formed into flesh eating humanoid
monsters, with circular mouths filled with rows of razor sharp teeth and
rotted flesh. These monsters have surrounded the place. And now they are
going to attack me.


Draven is not down for any of that. So it did what it can to defend me
from these horrendous abominations, by flying into their faces, pecking
through them. I stood there in sheer terror as the monsters all tries to
eat the raven. But the bird is too clever for them. It carefully evade
the monsters and their nourishing claws. In the heat of the moment, one
of the monsters emerge from the mold, and it tried to attack me. Draven
sees this and it immediately flown to my rescue, pulling the monster by
its flesh.


However, it seems that we are far from finished with this nightmarish
endeavor. The monsters keep emerging from the mold. They are all over the
place. And there is no end to their spawning.


With Draven in my hands, these things has backed me to the edge, where
the mold is right behind me. There's too many of them. And time is
running out for me. Draven flaps its wings in urgency. From the way its
making those strange caw sounds, it seems like it is telling me to get it
closer to the mold, or else I will die in the hands of those things. I
didn't want to endanger the poor raven because of this. But if I don't
do as it asks, I will be killed on the spot. As much as I detested it, I
unwittingly stretch out to help Draven get closer to the mold behind me.
Then Draven flies off to dive headfirst into the mold.


I was horrified for the raven, but I'm even more afraid for my own life
as the monsters were dangerously close into my personal space. So this is
it for me! I'm done for!


But before the monsters can even come close to ripping me apart, this
just in, something big is emerging from the mold. All the monsters has
backed away so suddenly. I turn around to see that a figure is taking
form from the thick dripping mold. It's shaping itself to look like a
tall muscular man, with pale white skin and black limbs. He looks exactly
just like the flesh eating monsters, except he differs from similar
features that sets him apart from the creatures of the mold. He has
terrifyingly big glowing bloodshot red eyes, a jawline that expands twice
the size as his whole head, filled with the same razor sharp teeth as the
other monsters. And he also has ravenous feathers on his forearms,
waistline, and calves. Lastly, he sprouts a massive numerous set of jet
black wings from his bare back and that fills the entire room.


That must be him! The monster that the local villagers and the entity has
been talking about. He has appeared before me now. In his wrath, the tall
masculine monster uses his many massive wings to make quick work of all
the monsters that were surprisingly half his size by comparison. These
horrid abominations all tried their best to subdue him, and possibly to
end my life, but he is too strong and powerful for them. I just stood
there and watched the winged monster offed every one of the nightmarish
creatures, until it's down to the very last of them. As this lone
monster lounges at the tall one with its claws ready to slice him down,
he retaliated back at the thing by thrusting his own sharp talon hand
through its chest. And he proceeds to rip the creature's body apart
effortlessly. All I can hear is the monstrous creature shrieking in
relentless pain as the tall masculine monster's brutality has ended its
life.


The tall muscular monster bellows his ear shattering roars triumphantly.
And now he has turn to face me. I don't know what is he going to do to
me. But I can bet that it is not good, or so I thought. He starts to
approach me. I would've got up and run. But then, he would catch me
quite easily. In which he has done just that as he used his large wing to
block the stairway from whence I've came. Now I'm at the mercy of the
many winged beast. As he got closer to my airspace, I embraced myself for
my supposed inevitable fate.


"Please don't hurt me!!!" I cried fearfully for my life.


But to my utter surprise, the tall muscular monster didn't cause me any
harm. Instead, he knelt down to my level, placed his hand on my shoulder,
and alas he began to spoke his first words.


"Don't be afraid of me, friend." the monster said for the very first
time. "I'm not gonna hurt you."


I turn to his visage with a stunned expression. I didn't know that he
can talk. He gaze at me with his terrifying but yet gentle looking eyes.


"You can speak?" I uttered with shock.


"Yes. I can speak." said the monster.


"How is this possible?" I wondered, although in fear.


"Don't you remember me, friend?" says the monster as he reveals
himself. "We've met out there, in the acres."


"We have?" I questioned him.


"Yes. We have." said the monster, nodding his head. "You allow me to
tag along with you. And you have taken me back to this castle."


From what the monster is saying was true, I remember that earlier, I've
pick up the strange raven from the road to the castle. Oh! So that raven
who has accompanied me to this castle at the time, it was him all along!
Which begs the question. How did he ended up in his raven bird form in
the first place? Good thing it has cross my mind to ask the monster for
some clarification.


"Wait! You're that raven?" I asked.


"Yes, my little friend." says the monster. "It's me! The one you
called Draven."


"Really? Draven???" I wondered in shock.


"That's right." said Draven, grinning softly.


"I can't believe this." I uttered with astonishment. "The raven was
you all this time!"


"Yeah...." says Draven.


"But May I asked, how did you gotten into this bird form in the first
place?" I asked for clarification.


"It's a long story, but I will start with the short version of my
complication." said Draven as he then tells his story. "When I was away
from the castle, flying up to the northern mountains for some food
supplies, I didn't realize that my power was waining after being away
from the mold for so long. I would've been in trouble with the pack of
Lycans, had I not decided to stay out there for more than a fewer days.
As you can see, without the mold, my powers will wain, and I will be
weakened. Reduce to taking shape of a common raven. Which is why I needed
to get back to the castle and into the mold, so I can replenish my
power."


"Oh ok. So that's why you wanted me to take you back here!" I
exclaimed. "The mold is your power source, right?"


"Not just the mold. But also the Megamycete itself." said Draven. "The
very place of my birth."


"The Megamycete?" I wondered in question. "What is that?"


"The Megamycete is the mind hive of all the creatures made from the
mold." says Draven and he went on. "And it's also the thing
responsible for giving human people unimaginable powers, granting them
limitless knowledge, and changing them into something inhuman. Some used
their powers for good, and some used it for evil."


"Oh wow. I could have imagine." I said in awe of what I'm being told.
"But where do you stand? Are you good? Or are you evil?"


"A little bit of both." says Draven with a sly tone. "But it all
depends on the humans whom I've come across. If they are harmless, then
I'm harmless. I have no intention whatsoever to hurt people. But I will.
If, and only if, they hurt me first."


"Oh! I see." I uttered as I then looked into his red eyes. "If that
were to be the case, then why did you save me? You could've easily kill
me like you did with the other monsters."


"It's because you're my friend now." Draven answered. "Of course I
won't let anything bad happen to my friend."


"Really?" I gasped in surprise.


"Yes. I mean, we are friends, are we?" Draven wondered with pleading
eyes.


I became drawn to the monster's sad eyes. The way he looks at me has
gotten the better of me. It is so irresistibly hypnotizing, I can't
bring myself to say no to him. So I gave in to his charm, with a
relieving smile.


"Oh of course, we are friends." I sighed in defeat.


"Goody!" Draven boasted with glee. "I have made a friend!"


I was a bit taken completely by surprise of the tall masculine monster's
sudden change of character. At first, he was a ravaging bloodthirsty
beast who is not afraid to fight dirty and tear apart everything that
gets in his way. But now, he is a lovable male monster who just wanted a
friend, no matter who or what they might be.


As he was just boasting aloud about his latest accomplishment, little do
he know that all this time, I was eyeballing at his muscular body, mainly
gluing my sights at his big masculine bare feet. If only I wasn't in
danger with these creatures of the mold, I would love to have at his feet
when I have the opportunity.


Speaking of which, we are not out of the dangerous place quite just yet.
More monstrous creatures are emerging from the mold. They've once again
surrounded the place in massive numbers. Draven would've been thrilled
to have another round of slaughtering these things, but then again, he
has to think about the safety of my well being. So for that, he had to
abandon his thirst for killing other monsters and he vows to protect me.
He must get me out of harms way.


"I have to ask you as a friend! Do you trust me!?" Draven asked,
lending his hand out to me.


"What???..." I responded aloud.


"I said, do you trust me!??" Draven asked for the last time.


Now I know that I don't have time to think about it, for the monsters
are closing in all around us. So I didn't hesitate to immediately answer
to my unlikely savior.


"Yes! Yes! I trust you, Draven!" I shouted fearfully as I took his
hand. "Just please get me out of here!"


"Oh don't you worry, my friend! I'll get you out of this place!"
Draven bellowed as he glances up at the open ceiling. "Just hang on
tight!"


He sprouts his massive many wings from his back. And then he holds my
body closer to his torso. With the flap of his wingspan, Draven gains
altitude and flies upward towards the cracked ceiling. The power of his
wings knocked the mold monsters down on the floor. Alas we've escape the
dungeons below the castle.


He flew us higher in the air. As the cooling breeze touch my face, I
unwittingly look down at the castle grounds underneath us. I'd be lying
if I were to say that I'm extremely afraid of heights, had I not have
wings like Draven.


The tall muscular monster flew us upward, right towards the nearest tower
on the the castle's west wing. Once we've made it to the top of the
tower, it seems that we are safe from the horrifying adversaries. They
will never get us up here. Draven himself made absolutely sure of that.
While he is circling around the tower to make sure that he has concealed
any openings, I explore the tower's abandoned chamber. It's so dusty in
here, which is why I can't seem to stop sneezing. So I open the windows
to let in the fresh air. I'm guessing that this room hasn't been
preoccupied for a very long time. That explains it a lot. I mean, with
all of the cot webs and dusty furniture.


Draven has return from his security prowl. He use one of his own wings as
feathery dusters to dust off the furniture in this chamber. He has
cleaned every nook and cranny of the room, until it is spotless. While
he's doing that, I settled my belongings in the corner of the chamber,
placing them right next to the bed. Now I'm staring out the window,
gazing at the view of the wilderness outside the castle. What a
magnificent view! This scenery makes me feel like I'm in a different
world. Like I'm in some kind of storybook. I could really get used to
this.


This just in, Draven crept up to my side.


"We should be safe up here for the moments of time." said Draven.


I turn to face him.


"Are you sure that they won't get us from this height?" I asked the
monster.


"Nope." said Draven. "If it's one thing that I knew all too well
about my so-called kind, is that they sure are persistent, granted. But
they can't fly like me, nor can they climb. So I'm positive that we're
safe up here in the tower, until then."


"I see." I uttered as I turn to the breathtaking scenery.


"Do you like it up here?" Draven asked.


"I do, actually." I replied. "I wish that I can spend more time hiding
out here from the world for a few days."


Draven place his hand on my shoulder.


"Well you can hide out in here with me for the time being." says
Draven. "Until it is safe to move on, I'm afraid that we're going to
be up in the tower for a long couple of hours."


"So I'm gonna have to spend the night up here, huh?" I assumed.


"Yes. I believe so." says Draven as he then grins. "But it doesn't
have to be a miserable discomfort for the rest of the evening. Oh no! I
can go out to fetch some food to eat, water for drinking and bathing,
wood for the fireplace to keep this place warm, and some more comfortable
furniture. Less filthy, but more clean. I can promise you that."


"Oh okay. I believe you." I said as I came inside the chamber.


Then I can feel my stomach grumbling. Draven can hear that too, all
thanks to his amazingly super-hearing. He place his hand on my stomach.


"You must be hungry." said Draven.


"Yes I am." I said to the monster. "I haven't ate for the past few
hours since we got here. And I highly doubt that this place has some
edible food that is safe for me to eat."


"Well I'm not gonna let my new friend starve." Draven reassured with
confidence. "You'll remain here, where you will be safe. I'll go scowl
around the place for food and some other materials. I will bring them
back up here for you."


"Oh! But wait a minute, Draven!" I spoken up with my concerns. "I
would be all alone up here in this tower. Wouldn't these mold monsters
be coming for me if they were to find me here? I don't have anything I
can use to defend myself from them."


The tall masculine monster gently pats my shoulders, to assure that I
will be alright.


"Don't worry, my little friend. I won't be gone for long." said
Draven with a welcoming demeanor. "Besides, they can't climb,
remember?"


"Oh yeah. That." I chuckled softly in embarrassment.


Draven turns to the open window. And then he prepares to take off. But
not before he can spoke his words to me.


"I'll be back before nightfall." Draven said with reassurance. "You
have my word."


I just stood there and silently nod my head. Draven sprouts his massive
jet black wings and he jumps off the tower's ledge. I watch him flew
away into the dusk filled sky.


I waited for quite an hour of his return. In the meantime, I occupy
myself with setting up my personal bed bondages underneath the large king
size mattress, just in case I wanted to play with his body later tonight.
Hopefully, he'll let me do what I wanted to him, especially his bare
feet. Fingers crossed. Now that I'm done with my fetish gear set, I
watched a few YouTube videos on my iPad, through my phone's personal
hotspot, in order to kill some time in my hands. Although my stomach
can't seem to stop grumbling for the rest of the evening. I'm so hungry
right now. And I can only hope that Draven will return to the place with
the promised food, firewood, and some other things before nightfall. Just
like he said he would.


By the time the sun has set beyond the horizon, I looked out of the
window. And I can see the large black wings from afar, heading towards
the castle's tower. Again, it is not a common raven bird. It is Draven!
He has returned before nightfall. And in his hands are bags full of
edible food, household items, a container full of fresh water from the
river, and firewood for the fireplace. I went to open the windows for him
to enter the tower. Once that he's inside, he place the bags right near
the table. He turns to me with a smile on his face.


"Well, my little friend! I'm back!" he boasted joyfully. "And I
brought a few things back with me from my travels. Even some edible
food."


"That's great." I remarked happily.


"So you're hungry?" Draven asked with glee.


"Yes. I still am hungry." I answered as I sat by the table. "What did
you bring back for me?"


The tall masculine monster open the bag to show a few dead chickens, dead
boars, freshwater fish, and a loaves of bread. Plus a gallon of water,
mixed berries and nuts, and mint leaves. I have to admit that not only
that he is a good hunter, but also a scavenger. I turn to look the
monster in his eyes.


"Wow! You did all of that?" I asked with amazement.


"Yeah! I sure did." said Draven, smirking.


"That's badass." I said, impressed with his monstrous skills.


"Is badass a good thing or a bad thing?" Draven wondered in confusion
with my statement.


"I meant that it's a good thing." I said with a reassuring tone. "You
are an amazing hunter."


"Oh! Why thank you." says Draven as he blushed softly. "You're one of
the few humans who has ever complimented on my hunting skills. I
appreciate it."


"No problem, Draven." I said to him, smiling.


And upon seeing a smile on my face has really made Draven's day (or
night since its dark outside lol). The tall muscular monster is going to
cook a delicious dinner for me to eat. Although he saved a few raw meat
on the side for himself, since he likes to eat his food raw for some
reason. But then again, what does one expect? He is a predatorily
monster. He eats his enemies after he kills them. I can smell the aroma
of cooked meat filling the chamber. I am quite amazed that Draven is a
excellent cook, even for a vicious terrifying monster made from the mold
and the Megamycete (I can't believe I said that right).


While I was waiting on my meal, I cannot seem to stop staring at
Draven's bare feet from a room away. The more I look at them, the more
aroused I will get from this irresistible sight. I can't wait to get at
him later tonight.


After a few minutes of cooking, Draven prepares the food for me first and
foremost, before he can make his own meal. The monster pours a glass of
sparkling mixed berry wine, just for me to drink. And a few loaves of
salted bread on the side with other berries. Now dinner has been served.


"Hey, little friend! It's dinner time! Come eat!" the tall muscular
monster called out for me.


I joined him at the table near the fireplace. Alas we both dig into our
succulent feasts. I cut a small piece of the cooked chicken along with
some pork, and I took a bite. Mmmmmm!!! It's so good! Draven really
outdid himself with these meats. And speaking of whom, he is eating his
raw meats with a expansive mouthful. During this evening, I imagine it to
be an ideal dinner date. Just me and Draven. Although not a perfect date,
especially for some people who are not down with dining in a tower of a
castle filled with terrible mold monsters. But for me, it is everything I
could have asked for. Not with any normal human being, but with someone
outside of humanity.


After the moments passed, we both have finished our dinner. I drunk the
last cup of sparkling mixed berry wine. Draven took all the dishes and
silverware, and he then puts them into a bucket filled with warm soap
water to wash them clean. I helped out with the dishes by drying them and
putting them to the side. Now that we're done with the chores, Draven
turns to me after washing the meats blood from his hands.


"So how's dinner?" Draven asked with a hopeful tone. "Did I do okay
with the cooking?"


"Oh you were fantastic with the food." I replied truthfully. "I
didn't know that you can cook."


"Well at least I tried." said Draven, blushing a bit. "I have learned
a little bit of cooking and preparing food from the best of my knowledge,
thanks to the Megamycete for that."


"Well I think you did just fine." I said, reassuring him. "Thank you
for the delicious dinner."


"You're welcome, my little friend." says Draven, smiling with glee.


"Now I have to go take a quick bath." I said.


"Oh okay, buddy." said Draven as he then points me to the door on the
right side of the chamber. "I believe that this could be the bathroom
over there. You can use that to bathe."


"Okay. Thanks, Draven." I said as I went to grab my fresh sleepwear and
a few towels. "I will go wash myself right now. And I'll be right with
you."


"Sure thing, my friend. I will be right here waiting for you when
you're done in there." says Draven as he went over to the other side of
the chamber.


I went into the bathroom with a bucket of warm water to fill the marble
bathtub. Then I remove my clothes and bathe in the tub for a while. Now
doing this the old fashioned way is gonna take some getting used to. I
mean, growing up in the United States, the modern age, technology, and
all of these things. The usual. But I tried the best that I can to adapt
to European standards. A part of the country where the outside world is
foreign to the citizens who lived in villages, castles, and so on.


After I took my time cleansing myself thoroughly from the dreads on my
head to the toes, I'm all fresh and clean. Now I can join Draven in the
main tower's chamber.


As I was drying myself off with three clean towels and then putting on my
sleepwear, Draven was watching out the window, as if he is acting like a
guard dog looking out for an unexpected visitors. I'm not surprised by
this, not one bet. But then again, I appreciate the monster's
protection.


I walked to his side. Then he turns to notice me.


"Why hello there." says Draven, humorously. "I didn't notice that you
were done bathing."


"Ah! I was only in there for a while." I remarked with a smirk.


"Oh I see." Draven uttered.


"What are you doing?" I asked, wondering.


"Eh? I'm just watching out, making sure that we don't have unwanted
visitors from below coming up here for us." said Draven, folding his
arms.


"Oh! Well.... okay." I uttered softly. "I hope that we don't get any
unexpected visitors here. Especially the ones that we've encountered in
the dungeons."


"If they did manage to make it up here, I'd mauled them in a good fast
few seconds." Draven remarked, nourishing his finger talons.


I looked at the tall masculine monster with a seldom expression. I have a
strangest feeling about him. He really wants to protect me, like the
entity said he would. Because after all, he did say that he considers me
as his one and only friend earlier today.  Now that I'm all alone with
this monster, I believe the next best part is yet to come.


Speaking of which, I have been scanning my sights on Draven's muscular
body this whole time, while he was gazing out at the darkened wilderness
outside the castle's grounds. Then I turn my attention to his feet. Just
one look at them is enough to make me feel aroused. And that's when I
can't hold it in anymore. I must get him right now, while he is standing
right next to me. Draven turn to notice that I am staring at his body, in
which puzzles him.


"Hmm? What's wrong?" wondered Draven with an puzzled expression.


"Oh nothing! It's nothing at all." I stammered in embarrassment. "I
can assure you that it's nothing."


"Are you sure that it's nothing?" Draven asked in wonderment.
"Because you're looking at me all funny. Did you see something on me?
If so, where?"


"Oh no! It's nothing like that, I swear." I said and I then took a
deep breath. "It's just that..... there something that I wanted to do
for quite some time now. But I'm not sure that you'll let me do it, let
alone, allow it. Or even, be okay with this."


"Hmm??? Why would I be okay with what?" Draven asked, looking even more
confused.


"This one thing that I would like to do while we're spending the night
in the tower." I remarked and I continued. "But I can only do so, if I
can have your consent."


Draven gave off a confused expression for he seems to be having trouble
understanding what I was going to ask of him.


"You want to have my consent? For what?" the monster asked.


"Well........ um....." I mumbled nervously.


"Please speak up." Draven pleaded eagerly. "I wanna know why you want
my consent for??? What is it that you trying to do here???"


Since he kinda asked me somewhat nicely, I have no choice but to take
another deep breath and tell him about my deepest, darkest desires.


"Alright. If I tell you what it is, would you let me?" I asked the
monster, looking him straight in his big wide red eyes.


"Yes! I would let you, if you tell me what you want to do." says
Draven. "I'm listening."


Due to being seven feet and seven inches tall, Draven has to kneel down
to allow me to whisper in his..... ears? I don't know if he has ears.
But I whispered to him anyways.


"How would you feel if I were to tell you..... that I have a foot
fetish?" I whispered my question.


Draven's eyes widen as he glanced down at me. He looked completely
surprised by my subtle revelation. Although he has no idea what a foot
fetish is. The tall muscular monster face me with his question.


"Uhh... I'm very unfamiliar with this term..." Draven said in
confusion, and then he asked his question. "What is a foot fetish???"


"Oh? You don't know what foot fetishes are?" I questioned the monster
with a puzzled expression of my own.


"No....." says Draven, shaking his head. "That's the first time I've
heard about that. May I ask, what is this foot fetish that you speak of?
And what is it about?"


"Okay.... How do I explain this?..." I mumbled under my breath.


There I go, explaining to the monster about it. The best way I know how.
Draven just knelt down on his knees, to listen to me about my foot
fetish. I told him what he wanted to know about my secret desires. Now
that I have told him everything, the tall masculine monster took a short
minute to think about it. I awaited for his answer, with fingers crossed
behind my back. Then suddenly, it didn't take Draven long to finally
make his decision.


"So let me get one thing straight. That way I didn't misunderstood
you." said Draven as he went on. "You have an attraction to other grown
males, especially when they are barefoot???"


"Uhhh.... yeah..... that about sums it up..." I answered nervously.


I was prepared for Draven to be weirded out by what he just found out
about me. And then he would decline. Then he might try to distance
himself from me after the fact. It may sting a little on the inside, but
I suck it up to face the monster's rejection.


But Draven didn't do just that, which kinda surprised me. Instead, he
became even more intrigued by my foot fetish. Thus being the encouraging
friendly creature that he is, Draven touch my cheek and he smiled.


"Listen, my friend. There's no need to be ashamed of the fact that you
like feet." says Draven, being so kind with his encouraging pep talk.
"It is a part of our bodies after all. We walk with them, run with them,
kick with them, stomp on our enemies with them, and all of that. And if
you like them so much, that's fine. I won't judge you for it. I'll
still be your friend, regardless of that. I can promise ya that much."


"So you're not weirded out by this?" I question the monster.


"Nope!" Draven answered, shaking his head. "I mean, I'm surprised
that you like male feet, actually. But I'm not weirded out by it. Or
even disgusted with it. No! It's just who you are. And I want you to be
your authentic self, even when you're around me. That's the bottom
line."


"Wow. I never thought I'd be having this pep talk with a tall monster
from the mold." I said, getting a little misty-eyed with this
conversation. "Thanks for being so accepting, Draven."


"Hey! No problem, buddy." says Draven as he gently wipes my tear away.
"It's what friends are for. Besides, it's going to take more than a
foot fetish to scare me off. Because honestly, I don't scare easily."


"Well that's good to know." I said with relief. "Because I was
beginning to think that you would not like me the same, like you did when
we first met."


"Now why would I not like you?" says Draven, smiling. "Because after
all, you're the first and only human who doesn't see me as a
bloodthirsty monster that thrives off of killing anything, and everything
that crosses my path. All I ever really wanted was to make friends with
the right people. And yet, here you are! My first human friend!"


"Oh Draven. That's so sweet of you." I cried softly with a smile.


"Hehe! I'm only sweet when I want to be." Draven stated jokingly.


We both laugh it off for a few minutes. Meaningless to say, I do find his
laughter to be very inviting. So with all the sentiments out of the way,
it is time for me to get the tall muscular monster's feet. So I'd
looked at Draven in his eyes.


"Well now that's off our chest, would it be awful of me if I were to
ask you for letting me play with your feet?" I asked the tall muscular
monster.


Draven looks astonished by this odd request of mine. To him, no one has
ever asked him for a certain body part to play with before. Maybe in his
life, the day that he was created by the dark god; the Megamycete. The
pale white skinned creature gazed directly upon me.


"You want to play with my feet?" he questioned with slight
bewilderment.


"Yes, Draven. Please???" I begged innocently.


To my utter surprise, Draven didn't question it. Instead, he willingly
abide to my request.


"Hmmm.... Okay!" beamed Draven as he then approach me up close,
standing toweringly tall over me. "I'll let you play with my feet.
Because you're my friend. And if my friend wants something, then I will
give it to friend. No question about it."


I grinned excitedly for his immediate response. Now Draven is awaiting
for my direction.


"So where do you want me?" asked Draven, awaiting command like the
soldier of darkness.


I directed him to make himself comfortable on the bed behind me. And he
did just that. The monster sat down on the side of the bed (which is
surprisingly just his size thankfully). I sat down right next to him.
Then Draven lifts his feet off the floor, and he put them on my lap. I
took a moment to admire the creature's massive masculine bare feet. Just
look at them! They're almost like the size as my upper torso. That is
how big his feet are. A very veiny tops, wide leathery soles with a
texture that looks and feels like a real raven, and his toes are
deliciously long. I even feel the ravenous jet black feathers on his
ankles to the meaty calves. Even though he is supposed to be a terrifying
mold monster, he is simply just a beautiful dark creature, in my opinion.


Draven looks at me as I am admiring his big masculine bare feet. He broke
the silence with his utmost concern.


"What's wrong?" asked Draven in concern. "Are my feet too big?"


"Oh no! They're perfect!" I immediately spoken up. "I'm just
admiring them for the moment. I hope you don't mind."


"Oh! Okay. I was about to say." says Draven, feeling relieved.


"You have really beautiful feet, by the way." I said, complimenting the
monster's best features.


"Oh really? I do?" Draven wondered.


"Yeah. You do." I replied with a smile.


"Why thank you, my friend." says Draven, blushing bashfully. "No one
has ever complimented on my feet before. Let alone, even who I allow to
touch them."


"Well you know what they all say. First times for everything." I
remarked assuringly.


"Yeah. So true." says Draven as he lies down on his back.


After admiring them for a brief moment, I proceed to massage his feet. I
love the feeling of his ravenous textures when I rub the soles. The foot
massage makes Draven feel so relaxed. He has never received a foot
massage in his life before, even if it was a human giving it to him. All
he knew how to do when he was born from the Megamycete, is to fight and
kill other monsters. Thankfully, he is not a threat to humans. However,
he never thought that a mere human like myself could easily be friends
with him, let alone, allows me to touch his feet. So this is a new
experience for Draven.


But he seems to be enjoying this, nevertheless.


The tall masculine mold monster gaze upon me with an satisfying
expression on his face and he watches me work my hands on his black feet.


"That really feels good." Draven uttered softly.


"Do you like this, Draven?" I asked him.


"I think I do, actually." said Draven, putting his muscular arms up
behind his bald head. "This is surely a different experience. Especially
from what I'm used to, when the Megamycete birthed me. But I can get
used to it. Thank you for massaging my feet, my little friend."


"You are truly welcome." I replied gleefully. "And thank you for
letting me touch your feet, Draven."


"Ahh! No problem. The pleasure is all mine." says Draven as he close
his eyes.


I continue to massage the mold monster's bare feet for an hour. With the
help of foot lotion that I applied to his ravenous soles, it softens the
rough parts, especially the heels. I massage his right foot for five
minutes. Then I reach out to massage his left foot for another five
minutes. And after that, I took both of his feet to massage for at least
six minutes. Draven likes the way it feels when I glide my fist down the
soles, and putting the right pressure on the spots. The massage made the
creature feel so relaxed, that he quickly fell asleep on me. That happens
a lot when I give foot massages. But it's all good though. Because it's
all part of the plan. Now that Draven has fallen asleep due to the
relaxation, (or so he pretends to fall asleep), that is when the real
sensual fun begins.


When Draven at least expects it (or so he claims that he does), I gently
set his left foot on the side for the time being. Then I've ankle-locked
his ankle without accidentally ruffling the feathers around it. And then
I start to stroke one finger lightly onto the monster's large sole. The
big toe starts twitching first as an reaction to my finger. Then the rest
of the monster's long toes follow suit as I use one finger at a time on
his sole. Once all of my fingers are gliding across the leathery
bird-like/humanoid hybrid sole, the long toes began to wiggle, spread,
curl, and twitch sporadically. Then the whole bare foot started squirming
around in my arm as I sped up the tickling all over and underneath the
creature's large sole. What followed the foot's reaction to my
fingertips, is the sound that Draven makes as the result. Going from
subtle giggling, to chuckling, and alas to a big burst of beastly
laughter. The tall masculine mold monster squirms his big foot around in
my grasps, all the while he squirmed a little bit on the bed. I love the
sound of Draven's laughter. It is turning me on as much as seeing his
foot wiggle around whilst being tickled mercilessly. Surprisingly, Draven
didn't retaliate to free his foot despite his sheer size compared to
mine alone. Although he could have done just that, since he is bigger,
taller, and stronger than me. But he ultimately chose not to fight back.
He likes the feeling of having his feet tickled, and it shows. I turn to
notice that Draven is watching me tickle his right foot for about five
minutes. And I'm not even remotely frightened by the sight of his
expanding jawline, opening frighteningly wide when he is laughing.


"You seem to be enjoying this, aren't you, Draven?" I uttered as I
tickle his ravenous sole.


"Haha! It sure does tickle like hell!" laughed Draven.


He just lied back and lets me tickle torture his right foot with my
hands. After that, I went over to the other side of the bed, ankle-locked
his left leg, and resume tickling his left foot.


Draven laughs aloud like the monstrous beast of a male creature that he
is. I stroke my fingers across his large sole. Thus tickling his left
foot for another five minutes.  Then after that, I ankle-lock both of his
ankles together and began tickling the monster's feet in a relaxing
crossed position. Draven covers his face in his hands, laughing through
them. He has never had his feet tickled before. Maybe in his entire
existence. He knows how to fight and kill other monsters, and everything
else. But he was not expecting to befriend a human like me, let alone,
having his own masculine bare feet massaged and tickled mercilessly. This
endeavor is all new to him. But being the tough nightmarish dark super
soldier that he is, Draven played along with my foot fetish whilst
enduring the tickle torture.


During the kinky playtime, I believe that it's time to bring out my toys
to use on the masculine mold monster. So I tied him up in my bed bondage
gear, securing his jet black limbs into the comfortable cuffs. Draven
didn't even pull away at all. He just allows me to bound him to the king
size bed, spread eagled. Although he is strong and could easily break
himself free, but then again, he still chooses not to do so. The tall
muscular monster just plays along with this sensual fun time.


As he awaits for the fun to resume, I dug into my fetish gear bag and
bring out my brush gloves. I've been dying to use these on a man's bare
feet, regardless if he's human or not. Therefore I sat on the foot of
the bed (no pun intended), and I proceed to tickle Draven's left foot
with them. The scrubbing palms is enough to make him howling with
laughter.


"Ah haha hahaha!!! What is that you're tickling me with!?" asked
Draven whilst laughing.


"With brush gloves!" I answered, showing them off to the monster.
"See?"


"Ah! I can see that!" cried Draven. "They tickle so much right
there!"


"Yeah. And I've been dying to use them on someone." I said as I
continue scrubbing his left sole. "Thank you for volunteering to be my
tester, Draven."


"Ah haha haha!!! Glad to volunteer for this!" cried Draven as he
resumed his laughter.


I'm having way too much fun tickling the hell out of Draven's foot with
these brush gloves. And Draven continues to laugh aloud to the torturous
yet sensual feeling of his foot getting tickled. After a six minute left
foot tickling, I went on over to the other side of the bed, and then I
worked on his right foot. Draven resumed his laughter as the result. And
that went on for another six minutes.


Then afterwards, I reach out to work on both of his feet. The brush
gloves on his soles is driving him crazy. But he still toughens it out
like a soldier from the darkness. As I tickle his feet, Draven's
monstrous laughter can be heard from within the castle's walls, to the
outside acres of the land. By yards away from the perimeter of the
castle's grounds. Hopefully, his laughter doesn't attract anything or
anyone from below the tower. Because god forbid that the mold monsters
would be attracted to the sound of Draven's voice and follow it to the
tower. If they know how to climb, then we'd be in trouble.


So I used various toys that I brought with me, to tickle Draven's soles
with similar results. They all equally tickles him, some are worse than
other ones. Throughout this torment, Draven didn't even break a sweat.
Nor did he told me to stop in order to breathe. Although he didn't say
anything, but I stopped to take a quick break anyway. Draven just lied
there, panting heavily like a feral beast. He sits up to gaze upon me,
and he cracks a little smirk.


"Taking a break already?" Draven asked.


"Yeah. But only for a little bit." I replied.


"Oh! Okay, little friend." said Draven. "So you enjoy doing this with
others before me?"


"Yes, Draven. I enjoyed it a lot." I said as I rub his long toes. "But
only with those who'll be willing to play along, perhaps."


"Ah! I see what you mean." says Draven.


"Well, some guys don't like it though." I remarked, adding in.


"But some of us do." said Draven as he added his finishing sentence.


"Which I appreciate wholeheartedly that you did, for me." I reassured.


"Of course! Anything I do for a friend." said Draven as he then adjusts
his comfort. "So are we gonna continue this, or what?"


I was pleasantly surprised by Draven's optimism, and eagerness to
continue with this sensual torment.


"Oh wow! You really must be enjoying this, aren't you?" I uttered with
astonishment.


"Well why not!? It's surely an different experience. But I like this
feeling that you're giving me." says Draven as he then begged
seductively. "Please give me more."


"Okay then. You asked for it." I complied as I resume tickling his
feet.


Draven resumed his laughter as the result. He squirmed a little on the
bed, although he is careful to not use his strength to break my bondages.
I tickle the tall masculine mold monster for at least ten minutes
straight, one bare foot at a time. Leaving no inch of his big masculine
feet untouched, going from the heels, to the narrowly high arches, to the
balls of the foot, and underneath his long sexy toes.


Draven just lies there and laughs for it is torture, but stimulating at
the same time. After an nice long ten minutes, the barefoot tickling has
stopped. Draven pants breathlessly for a brief moment. He watches me
climb onto the bed, caressing my way up his strong meaty legs. That got a
chuckle out of him. When I made it to the creature's upper body, I
proceed to tickle his abdomen. Thus causing Draven to resume his laughter
once again. Turns out that his abs are quite ticklish. Hell! Even his
belly button is his sweet spot. Especially when I used the electronic
toothbrush on it. And it drove Draven crazy.


"Oh hell!!! That tickle so much right on my belly button!!!" screamed
Draven.


"Oh really?" I wondered with a smirk.


"Yeah!!!!" Draven screamed with laughter.


"That's cool." I said, grinning deviously.


Then I proceed to explore the rest of the monster's pale white torso. I
tickle his sides, which was slightly ticklish. His ribs are quite less so
ticklish than expected. But when I reach for his underarms, his reactions
are priceless. His armpits are far more ticklish than any other body
parts, equally as close as to his bare feet. Draven howls with hysterical
laughter as I tickle his armpits for seven minutes. He still hasn't
fought back to defend his underarms from my hands. He just willingly
expose them to the mercy of my fingers. I'm not even remotely afraid of
being this close to his wide mouth when he laughs.


Draven looks me in the eyes as I tickle his thick neck. Thus making him
giggle like a little girl, in which I find it to be quite cute. Then I
stopped tickling him to show some mercy. Panting heavily without breaking
a sweat, Draven glance at me with an soft grin.


"Do you need a break?" I asked the creature.


"Nope..." said Draven, shaking his head.


"Really? You like to keep going with this?" I wondered in utter
surprise.


"Yeah. I'm actually enjoying this feeling." said Draven as he went on.
"I kinda like the adrenaline rush of being tickled on my body."


"Oh! You do?" I questioned with shock.


"Yeah! I like it when you start at my feet, and then you work your way
up." says Draven, smiling as he continued. "I like the way you use your
hands, and toys, to tickle my body. It's very stimulating. It almost
feels hella better than the rush I felt when I kill other monsters. You
get my drift?"


"Yes, definitely." I responded agreeably.


"So whenever you are ready to tickle me some more, I can wait for you."
Draven says as he lies his head back onto the pillow.


That I did just that. I went to grab another electronic toothbrush out
from my bag. And then I use them to tickle Draven's nipples. He laughed
as the result. The feeling of electronic toothbrushes on his nipples not
only tickle him, but it also has aroused the monster. After the
toothbrushes brushing the sensitive nipples for four minutes, I set them
aside and I worked on them with my fingers. Draven just lies back and
laughed for his nipples are another one of his sweet spots. The more I
tickle on his nipples, the hornier the mold monster will become.


And alas he can feel his bulge oozing out with precum. I see this from
over my shoulder. Now I know what to do from there, if I want to get
Draven off real good. From the way he is looking at me with those big red
bedroom like eyes, it seems that Draven has given me his consent for the
next erotic part. I crept up in between the monster's strong legs. And I
didn't even hesitate to place my hand onto his crotch, rubbing the
precum out from his slit. Draven gasped for he has never had his lower
region touched in a way before. I wouldn't be surprised if he told me
that he is a virgin to anything sexual, like this. So I continue to
massage his bulge, until his slit opens wide, oozing with precum. Then I
carefully slide my hand inside of him, playfully tickling his warm wet
fleshy walls. Draven giggles soundly as a result.


I slid deeper into his reproductive slit, until I can touch the tip of
his cock head. He made a different sound for he has felt my fingers on
his sensitive tip.


"You found it." says Draven with a subtle sarcasm.


I smiled at him, acknowledging his humorous statement. Then Draven drew
his deep breath as I touch his cock head. Thus encouraging it to come
out. And alas his huge fluorescent pink cock and balls has risen from his
slit. Wow! Just look at how huge his cock and balls are! Especially when
it's throbbing hard. The veins are showing off everywhere. That is when
I can't resist it any longer. Now it is time to get the masculine
monster off during the session.


I went to fetch my bottle of scented lubricant from my bag. So I can
apply a significant amount of it all over the monster's cock. And then I
proceed to work my hands off onto his huge cock.


Draven close his eyes and makes a lustful sound for he has never
experienced anything sexual before, maybe in his entire existence. He
watch me jerk his cock with my bare hands. He felt overwhelmed with the
stimulating feeling as I rub the shaft to the head.


"Whatever it is that you're doing, please don't stop...." cried
Draven, moaning so soundly. "It feels so good..."


"Do you like it, Draven?" I asked him.


"In a matter of fact, I really do." Draven whispered whilst moaning.


"Should I keep going?" I asked again.


"Yes... please...." said Draven as he rolled his eyes back. "This
feeling you're giving me is too good.... I want more of it....."


"Okay. If you insist, Draven." I complied as I continue to milk his
cock.


As I am doing this to him, I turn over my shoulder to notice that his
strong legs are getting stiff with excitement. And his big feet are
arched like a ballerina. His long toes are curling. It turns out that
I'm doing something right with him. And I am pleased with it all. Thus
the cock milking and edging continues for the rest of the hour.


As the moment thrives on, Draven suddenly starts to make louder noises as
I kept milking and edging his cock to completion for the last remaining
hour. With a little bit of tickling to the nipples and balls helps a lot.
Although my arms are getting tired from this, but I refuse to stop until
I make Draven came.


The tall muscular monster grunts even louder than he ever had before.
Alongside with his shifting body language. His big taloned hands balled
into fists, his muscles tightened, his legs stiffened, his feet arched,
his long toes curled, his eyes squinted shut, and he bare his
terrifyingly clenched teeth.


That is when I knew that he is about to reach his limit.


"Oh damn!!! You're gonna make me bust!!!" Draven screeched
monstrously. "I'm gonna bust!!! I'M GONNA BUST!!!"


I grinned with acknowledgement as I continue to hit the right spots on
his genitals. Then suddenly, Draven finally came. He lets out a loud
menacing roaring cries of lust. He was so loud, that the entire
countryside outside of the castle grounds could hear him. Thankfully, no
one within an radius of the acres has heard his monstrous cries, nor did
the other mold monsters from below the dungeons.


Inside of the tower, Draven was lustfully groaning as he is erupting like
a volcano, covering me in his massive seamen. And I just cleaned myself
from a bath, let alone, my fresh sleepwear. Draven notice this the minute
he was relieved from the finishing cock pleasure.


"I'm sorry that I got you drenched up in my mess." Draven said,
apologizing for the mess he made.


"Hey, don't worry about it. It happens." I said, wiping my face of his
cum. "Wow! That was a lot of seamen you shoot out right there."


"Well this is my first time with this thing you did with me." said
Draven and he went on. "I attend to cum a lot, especially when you touch
me in the right spots. I never had done anything like this before."


"Really?" I wondered whilst wiping the seamen from my dreads.


"Yeah." says Draven. "All my life, I knew how to hunt, kill, and
slaughter anything, or possibly anyone, that gets in my way. But not once
have I ever engage in anything like a foot fetish, let alone, a tickle
torture/sexual play. This is all new to me."


"Oh really?" I said with a surprised expression. "So I take it that
you're a virgin to this. Am I right?"


"Yes. You can say that." said Draven as he then sits up a little.
"Please release me from these bonds, so I don't break them with my
strength."


"Okay, Draven." I replied.


I carefully crept up to each sides of the bed without dripping his seamen
all over the place, which was quite difficult in and of itself. I release
Draven from my bed bondage, one jet black limb at a time. Now that he is
free, Draven turns to me. Although his genitals are still hanging out
from his reproductive slit, Draven wanted to make up to me, by offering
to clean his bodily mess off of me.


"Let me go get something to clean you up, my friend." said Draven as he
then makes his promising ultimatum. "And then we can resume our fun.
Would that sound good to you?"


"Sure! Of course!" I beamed.


Draven went to find some towels or unused fabrics to clean his mess off
of me. I waited patiently on the bed, still dripping with the monster's
seamen. Then he return to the chamber with a few fabrics that will act as
towels for the time being. The tall masculine mold monster proceeds to
wipe me down, getting every little bit of his mess off of me. Although
I'm gonna have to take a quick second bath afterwards.


As he got the last drop from my dreadlocks, he tosses the fabrics aside.
Draven turns to look directly upon me with his exposed genitals right in
my face.


"So shall we continue where we left off, or are we good on that?"
Draven asked, eager for more action.


"Well now that you mention that, I not even tired yet." I said as I
then glance at his cock and balls for a brief moment.


"Cool! Because I don't get tired." said Draven, crossing his arm.
"But I understand if you get tired later on. Just let me know when you
do. We can always continue this foot fetish thing in the morning. That
is, if you want to."


"Sure thing. I'll let you know, the second." I reassured him. "But
for now, I'm not done with you just yet."


"Well that makes two of us, my friend." says Draven, grinning widely
with excitement. "I'm not done with you and your fetish thing either. I
want some more of this. Are you still game?"


"Hell yeah, I am." I replied with a nod.


"Alrighty then! Tell me where do you want me." Draven says, acting like
the soldier of the darkness that he is.


I pat on the bed, signaling him to sit right next to my side. And Draven
did just that. He makes himself comfortable, sitting right next to me.
Then he proceeds to caress my back without cutting my skin by accident
with his finger talons. While he's doing just that, I glue my eyes on
his exposed genitalia. And then I waste no time to reach out to touch his
cock again. Thus playfully caressing his cock head. To my utmost
surprise, his cock has hardened again. Due to the orgasm earlier, it has
become sensitive to the point where it is now ticklish. Same with his
balls. Thus Draven resumes his laughter.


"Oh damn!!! My cock and balls are sensitive now!!!" Draven cried with
laughter. "I'm so ticklish down there!!!"


"Oh cool! That's so hot." I replied as I tickle his cock and balls.


Draven laughed as I tickle every inch of his genitalia, from underneath
his shaft, to the head, and then the taint underneath his ballsack. He
didn't even try to retaliate against me. He just lies on his back and
then opens his legs further apart, allowing me access to mercilessly
tickle his genitals for six minutes. From the way his cock is still
throbbing, I can tell that Draven is getting turned on from all of erotic
tickling. He likes getting tickled, especially on his manhood. He really
enjoys this as much as I do, and it all shows.


After all of that, I went in for the kill by tickling his whole body once
again. And this time, without my bed bondage. Draven struggles a little
bit, but he endures it for the rest of the hour. I just love hearing his
laughter. As he sat right back up, I went behind his back, stick my arm
through his biceps, and I proceed to tickle his nipples. Draven tilts his
head back laughing as the result. I did this to him for like four
minutes. And then, when I was about to ask him for it, Draven lifts his
muscled arms up, exposing his armpits for me to tickle.


Oh man! He is such a good sport throughout the night. And for the last
remainder of this fun session, I went all out on his whole body, tickling
him from his thick neck, to his underarms, to nipples, to the abdomen, to
his cock and balls, and down his strong black legs, ultimately to
tickling his big masculine bare feet. And Draven just laughed all the way
through this hour.


Alas, the tall masculine mold monster's erotic tickle torture has
finally come to an end. Draven laid there, catching his breath. My
fingers are slightly numb from all of that tickling. Because of this, now
I'm horny as does he. And he too is still hard. Mainly because of being
tickled there earlier. I broke the silence for his attention.


"Umm Draven?" I uttered.


"Yes, my friend?" Draven responded.


"I'm kinda got horny from tickling you." I said in a sly tone.


"Oh? You are?" Draven wondered with a smirk.

"Yes. I am." I replied, smiling back at the monster.


"Hmmm... And how should we take care of that?" Draven asked in a
seductive tone. "I'm opening for any suggestions."


"Well, I was thinking that maybe you can pleasure me. Just like I did
with you." I remarked with pleading eyes. "Give me a blowjob? Footjob?
Jerk me off? It don't matter. Either one, I can roll with it."


"Well since I'm new to this whole thing, I'm gonna let you choose."
said Draven as he moves closer to my personal space. "What do you want
me to do? Tell me, and I will do it."


Wow! He really is a dedicated soldier of darkness. And a monstrous one at
that. Welp! Since he's being so nice and sincere with me, I suppose I
can choose for the both of us in the chamber. So here I go! I make my
choice. And I made my request for the sexy monster.


"Alright then. I suppose that a footjob would suffice." I suggested.
"Can you give that to me?"


"Sure I can." says Draven, glancing at me with his big red eyes. "But
then again, like I said. I'm new to this thing. So I'm gonna let you
walk me through this. That way, I can give you the best pleasure that you
deserve to have tonight. Will you walk me through it?"


"I can try my best." I responded with a respectful nod.


Draven gives off a little smile. And without a slightest bit of
hesitation, I slip off the bed and down to the rugged floor. Draven hands
his right foot over to my direction. I undo my sleepwear button and I
took out my hardened dick. With the bottle of lubricant in hand, I added
a hint of lube on my dick and in between his long toes. Then I insert my
dick in between his toes. And with my slight direction, Draven use his
entire foot to get me off. Due to how incredibly long his sexy toes are,
he gripped firmly but gently onto my dick, jerking it like as if he
would, using his hand. He added the right amount of pressure on the shaft
and on the head. It felt so good. For a virgin of a creature, he is not
doing quite bad. Even though this is his first time doing all of this
with me. I firmly grip onto his leg without messing with his feathers.
Draven can tell that he is doing something right. But he wanted to be
sure that he is giving me pleasure without hurting me.


"Am I doing this right?" he asked me.


"You're doing... fantastic...." I answered, giving him a thumbs up.


Draven felt relieved to know that he's doing everything right. Seeing
the way I gripped onto his leg as he used his long toes to toy with my
cock head, that puts an satisfying smile on his face. I really like that
way he keeps teasing my little head with the big toe and the other toes,
as if they were like fingers on a hand.


For a terrifying monster that every villager feared from across the
country, he is quite talented with his hidden gifts. Some that he himself
has never knew that he had, until now. And it is all thanks to the
unimaginable power of the Megamycete.


During the footjob, Draven felt the need to use both of his feet to jerk
my dick off. Which it feels incredibly amazing all the same. And since he
is still hard and horny, not only from earlier but by this as well,
Draven decides to get himself off the second time while he's giving me a
footjob. He squeezed the lubricant onto his cock, and then he jerks
himself off too.


This went for a good long hour. And I honestly don't know how much time
has passed. I will check my phone later.


After this last minute in, I'm starting to breathe very heavily, and
soundly for I am getting closer to my finishing limit. The same can be
said of Draven as he too is getting closer to his limit. I can hear him
grunting like the inhuman beast that he is. During this moment, Draven
jerked himself off even faster to bust his nuts. All the while he looks
down upon me and he use both of his feet to finish me off strong.


"Ugh!!!.... Ugh!!!... Hey!!! Are you getting close!?...." Draven asked
whilst grunting ferociously.


"Yes, Draven.... I'm getting close...." I uttered, groaning softly.
"I'm gonna cum on your toes....... Is that okay with you???....."


"Go ahead!!!...... Spill your cum all over my feet!!!......." grunted
Draven as he then gets even louder by the minute. "Ohhhh!!! Ahhhh!!!
I'm gonna bust again!!!..... BRACE YOURSELF!!!......."


He lets out a roaring cry of lust once again as he finally came, erupting
with massive seamen all over his hand. At the same time, I too have came,
drowning his big masculine bare feet in my seamen. Now his long toes are
dripping with my warm gooey mess. We both look at each other and the mess
that we have made. The sight of this makes the both of us laugh for we
find this last minute ecstasy to be hilariously funny. Especially when it
come to the fact that I'm a quiet cummer, in contrast to Draven who is
an loud cummer by default. Good thing it cross his mind when he turns to
me.


"Was I very loud when I came?" Draven asked me.


"Yeah. You were pretty loud." I remarked with a smirk.


"Oh! Sorry about that." said Draven, scratching his bald head in slight
embarrassment. "This is my first time doing something as kinky and
sexual like this. As I said before. And because of this, I get
overwhelmingly excited. I never had done any of this before, especially
with a mere human such as yourself."


"I know you do." I uttered. "I get the vibe that you were a virgin
when it comes to this. Trust me, I know what it's like."


"I bet you do, my little friend." said Draven as he reach down to touch
my shoulder. "But now, I like it. I like the way you got me addicted to
this feeling of being tickled all over, and make me spill my seeds from
my cock. It really felt good."


"I'm glad that you enjoyed it." I said with a gleeful expression.


"Yeah! I really do enjoy this." said Draven, smiling. "And I have you
to thanks for introducing me to this thing you have there. I think I'm
starting to like your foot fetish."


"Oh really? You like it?" I questioned the dark creature.


"Hell yes!" says Draven with his eyes widening. "It's a new
experience for me. But since you got me hook on this stimulating
activity, I think can roll with it."


"That's good to know." I said and I then asked my question. "So will
you let me do this with you again sometime? That is, if you want to?"


The tall muscular mold monster place his hand on my cheek.


"Are you kidding? I'd be happy to do this again with you, my friend."
said Draven with a friendly demeanor. "Your foot fetish turns me on,
surprisedly. So I'm game for that. I'll do it with you in a heartbeat.
I will let you have your way with me whenever, wherever, whatever, and
however you want. Just let me know, and I'll get down with ya. Do you
feel me?"


"Definitely." I answered. "I really appreciate it, Draven. I
appreciate that you went out of your way to let me do this with you."


"Hey! No problem." said Draven, smiling. "Anything I will do for my
first friend."


His welcoming demeanor has really tug on my heartstrings. No one has ever
make me feel a certain way like this before. Whether they're human or
otherwise. Draven may be the most feared monster known to the locals
across the country, but deep down inside, he can be very cool. Not to
mention that he's beautiful in his own way. And sexy too, especially
when I tickle him. I look at him with a smile. He too return the same
back at me.


We were so into this heartwarming moment, that I start to realize how
much time has passed. But before I could get up and get my phone, Draven
suddenly spoke up, informing me with unimaginable knowledge.


"It is a quarter to three, if that what's you're wondering?" said
Draven.


"Oh! How'd you know that?" I questioned.


"Duh! I came from the Megamycete." says Draven, smirking softly. "My
unlimited power and knowledge is from the dark god's gifts. Do you
remember?"


"Oh yeah. You told me that." I chuckled in embarrassment.


"Yeah I did." Draven chuckled along and he then carefully gets up from
the bed. "Anyways, we should go clean ourselves up, before we get sticky
and smelly. You know what I mean?"


"Yes, Draven. I was gonna go take a quick second bath after this
anyways." I remarked.


"Well let's go take a bath together then." says Draven as he lends his
hand to me.


"Okay. Sure." I replied, taking his hand.


We both head to the bathroom on the other side of the chamber. Once
we're inside the room, Draven fills the bathtub with warm water from the
pot in the fireplace. After waiting for the water to cool down, I went
into the tub first. I slowly submerse myself into the water. It felt so
relaxing, it eased my worries and stress away. Due to being seven feet
and seven inches tall, all Draven does is dip his feet into the warm
water. Since he knows about my foot fetish, Draven lets me wash his feet
of my seamen. I washed his long toes with body wash soap and then did the
rest, one foot at a time. Meanwhile, Draven was washing his genitals down
with a fresh cloth. And then he washed the rest of his body. Now that
I'm done with his feet, I can take care of my dreadlocks with shampoo
and conditioner. And I then wash the rest of my body. After all of that,
we are finally all fresh and clean. Now it is time for bed.


When we return into the bed chamber, Draven took care of the mess on the
bedsheets. However, there is only one problem. That is the only bedsheets
we have in here. And there isn't a spare bedding covers that we can find
in here, let alone, any other fabrics to use as such. Not only that, my
sleepwear is still drenched in seamen from earlier. Now I have to sleep
nude for the rest of the night, all the while my dreads are halfway
dried. Thankfully, Draven notice this situation. And that is when he
decided to improvise. He would use his own massive wings for bedding
covers. So he can keep me warm from the long cold dead of night.


Draven climbs onto the king sized bed first. As he sprouts his wings from
his back, he turns to me. Then the tall muscular monster wags his taloned
finger, enticing me to join him in the bed.


"Come join me, my friend." said Draven, making his offer. "There's
plenty of room for the both of us. I can keep you warm with my wings."


"Are you sure, Draven?" I wondered with the utmost concern.


"I'm sure." he replied. "Come join me. Please?"


From the way he's smiling, I can't seem to resist his otherworldly
charm. So of course I didn't hesitate to take him upon his offer.


"Oh okay, Draven. I will join you in bed." I said as I climb into the
bed with him.


As the fireplace dies down on the other side of the chamber, I crept up
to Draven's side. He pulls me closer to his muscular torso. And then the
masculine monster covers us all up in his many massive jet black wings.
Well what do you know? His wings has warmed me up. I don't feel cold
anymore. I knew that Draven has been looking out for me and my well
being. I appreciate him for everything he has done for me thus far. Now
it is time for me to sleep. But Draven doesn't sleep. So he vows to
protect me while I rest in his wings and his arms. He looks down to me
with a smile on his face. And his rubs my shoulder gently with one hand.


"Are you comfy?" he asked.

"Yes, Draven. I am comfortable. Especially when I'm in your arms." I
responded with a yawn.


"Hehe! That good." said Draven as he then relaxed his head on his other
arm. "Just making sure that you're not cold."


"Yes. Thank you for everything, Draven." I whispered to him.


"Ah! No sweat, my friend." says Draven, smiling gleefully. "You know
that I'd never let anything bad happen to my friend. Right?"


"Yeah. That's right." I said in a quiet voice. "I guess the local
villagers were all wrong about you. There's no way in hell that you are
a vicious monster."


"Well, about that. Unless I'm being pushed to be, that is." Draven
snickered sarcastically.


"Draven...." I groaned.


"Don't worry. I'm not gonna kill anyone." said Draven, looking at me.
"I only do that if they harmed me first. You know that, do you?"


"Of course I do. But you promised me that you are not to harm innocent
people, right?" I questioned the male monster.


"Yes. I promise." says Draven, swearing his oath to me.


"Okay, good." I said as I yawned for the last time.


But then all of a sudden, Draven felt the need to ask me his question.


"Hey, buddy?" he uttered.


"Hmmm? What's up?" I wondered.


"Do you want to play with my feet and body again, in the morning?"
asked Draven. "You know, one last time before we leave this tower?"


Hearing that makes me even more happier, now that he has asked me first.
I look up to face Draven, smiling joyfully although tired.


"Sure. Absolutely." I responded happily. "I'm down for another round
in the morning."


"Awesome." said Draven. "And I promise that I will make it really
memorable for you, my little friend."


"And I'll look forward to that." I whispered softly as I am getting
tired.


"Okay. I'll let you sleep now." says Draven as he lean down to gently
kiss my forehead. "Goodnight, buddy."


"Goodnight, Draven." I uttered my last word before I fell asleep.


Draven holds my body closer to his torso as I slept soundlessly in his
muscled arm, while his wings kept the both of us warm. He turn to watch
the moonlight shine through the windows. Alas he kept me safe while I
sleep peacefully in his arm and wings throughout the night.


By the time morning comes around, that is when things get even more
juicier between me and Draven. Just like he promised. So stay tuned for
the next part.


The End of Part One