When Zain woke up, the first thing he noticed was that he wasn’t laying in his own bed. Instead, he had wrapped himself around Nyx’s warm body, who only lightly grunted at the movements Zain unconsciously was making. He was rubbing himself against the still sleeping man!

Vague memories of the dream he had had flooded his mind, making him blush in the process. Snippets of naked flesh, obscene sounds and Nyx’s lewdest faces assaulted his now wide awake brain. He groaned and dislodged himself from the alicorn, wanting to escape to the bathroom to get rid of his problem.

“Hm, Zain?”

The groggy voice from Nyx waking up, startled the redhead. Damn it, he was so close!

“Where’re you going?”

“I… Uh.. Have to pee.”

Zain scrambled to get up, then practically ran to the bathroom. He could hear the other man chuckle on the other end of the door, the sound of it sending a tingling feeling down to his groin. He slumped down to the tiled floor, with his back against the door. God, Nyx, what are you doing to me?

Hoping Nyx had gone back to sleep and wasn’t secretly listening in, he slipped a hand in his boxers. He ignored that tiny voice that wanted to talk him into feeling guilty for what he was about to do, and gripped his still hard member. There was no other way.

Images of a naked Nyx splayed out on his bed, beckoning him to come closer, swirled around in front of his closed eyes. How would those luscious lips of his feel around his cock? How would it feel to be fucked into oblivion, being pinned down by the man’s strong hands, hearing sweet but filthy whispers carressing his ear?

Zain came, hard, spilling his seed over his hands as he panted. He reveled in the post-orgasm glow for a minute before he got up and walked over to the sink to clean himself up.

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After making his walk of shame back into the bedroom, where Nyx luckily was still fast asleep, or at least pretended to be, Zain got properly dressed. He woke the alicorn and then headed down to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Today they decided to go to the black market for the potion’s ingredients. Nyx had written down the things they would need so they didn’t have to carry the book around, and Zain had dug up a backpack from his closet that wasn’t filled with paper, books and pencils.

“So what’s the first item?”

They were walking through narrow streets in the Asian part of town. Even though the town where Zain lived was small, people still managed to make this place their own, one way or another.

“We need ambergris first.”

“Isn’t that that stuff that’s found in a sperm whale’s gut? Gross!”

Nyx snickered before stopping in front of a stall with small metal boxes stacked on top of each other.

“If you knew it was a reccuring ingredient in various foods and drinks, and also used in perfumes, wouldn’t you think differently?”

The redhead shrugged. “Humans consume weird things, I guess.”

Nyx negotiated with the seller and after a few minutes he was handing the man a stack of cash and was then holding the first ingredient on the list in his hands. Zain was curious to know where the alicorn got the money from, but he figured now was not the time.

They continued their trek through the market, being able to buy almost everything they needed. The last item they would have to get was defiled holy water.

“Defiled holy water?”

Nyx smirked. Here he would go again.

“Doesn’t that sound ironic? What did people do to the water to get it labeled as ‘defiled’?”

“I don’t think I wanna know.”

They opened a door, and instead of a shop, the two walked into a small church. The walls were lined with dried herbs, and in front of the altar there was incense burning. An upside down cross hung heavily on the backwall. The church could maybe host thirty people all in all.

An older Asian man, with greying hair and wearing priest garb, looked up from his book to the visitors.

“Welcome boys, what can I do for you?”

Nyx took the lead, like he had done the majority of the shopping. “We’re looking for some defiled holy water. Do you happen to have any?”

The man’s face twisted into a rather creepy grin that neither trusted.

“I do happen to have some. It will cost you though.”

“Any price is fine,” Nyx sighed.

“No no, I don’t want any money,” The man walked over to the door and locked it, “There’s something else I’m interested in.”

A very, very disturbing feeling filled Zain’s stomach. He could feel they were in danger, and no matter what spells Nyx knew, they probably couldn’t save them from this man.

“Just get the water and tell us what you want.”

The priest sauntered back over to the altar, pouring some liquid from a cup into a small flask, and then walked back over with the flask in hand.

“One flask in exchance for… well, a little show?”

Zain looked at the alicorn, who looked pissed. He could tell he was about done with this priest’s bullcrap. It was impressive though how well Nyx could control himself, Zain would have tried to leave minutes ago. He still want to, but he trusted Nyx’s judgement.

“Allright, tell me what to do,” Nyx pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“Hm, how about a little make out session with your friend? I’ve been cooped up in here for way too long and am kinda bored. I’m in dire need of some entertainment.”

The man sat back down in a chair, letting his elbow rest on the armrest, holding up his head, watching them intently.

“Are you okay with that?” Nyx asked the redhead in a whispered voice.

Was there any other way to get what they wanted? Probably not. At least he didn’t ask anything extreme, like stripping naked or doing anything unsavory in front of this man. Zain wanted to save those kind of things for the bedroom.

“I am. As long as it’s with you.”