Chapter 3+ / Sex Chapter / Lust Attack
Every resident of Moonwhisper's lower district returned home, took a shower, had dinner, and went to bed, preparing for the next day. Lights flickered on in the windows. The streets emptied.
But in one apartment, perched atop one of the many buildings, the lanterns on the windowsill remained unlit.
A goblin named Korvus Nightshade stood over a red-haired young man who clung to his legs. With his gaze lowered, he watched as Eugene Mustfill begged him for the one thing only Korvus could give. Pleasure.
The Lustful Curse of Lyraeus had gained strength, fully awakened, and ensnared its captive. Eugene could no longer hold back. Desire burned through his body, mind, and soul. He pleaded with the goblin to take him. He even offered a deal that would bind him to Korvus's will.
The goblin slowly ran his fingers along Eugene's cheek. He agreed. Every time Korvus desired sex and passion, Eugene would have to submit to him. Every time, Eugene would be obliged to satisfy him in any way the goblin wished.
In the short time they had been together, Korvus had already grown attached to Eugene, and so it wasn't easy for him to accept this deal. Eugene would come to know a new side of him. Whether he had seized this opportunity or simply agreed to save the young man, Korvus didn't know. But he was glad the circumstances had worked in his favor.
Korvus's interests had always been… different. He had been with other goblins and even beasts, but never with a human. And even those partners who shared his bed refused to meet him again. For Korvus Nightshade didn't desire mere sex. He craved control. True submission. He found indescribable pleasure only in the moment when his partners didn't just surrender but willingly gave up their freedom for him.
Moonwhisper was a complicated city. No matter how many partners Korvus took, none wished to give him their freedom. The whores in the brothels could mimic that desire, but their imitation wasn't worth a single coin of what they charged.
But now, before him stood Eugene, cursed by Lyraeus to please men, to fulfill any desire. And most importantly—in his desperation to be taken by the goblin, he had offered a deal. He wanted to feel the power Korvus had always restrained. To be under his control.
Korvus knew how the Lustful Curse worked. Until he was fully satisfied by Eugene, the curse wouldn't relent. And that meant the goblin had finally found the perfect partner. Someone with whom he could finally be free. Without limits. Without restraint. At last, he would have what no one had ever given him. Absolute power. And Eugene's absolute submission.
"What do you crave, Eugene?" Korvus traced a finger along the young man's lips.
"You…" Eugene moaned, his voice trembling with desire.
"What are you willing to do?" The goblin smiled. He knew the answer but wanted to hear it.
"Anything…" Eugene wrapped his lips around Korvus's thumb, greedily sucking in the warmth of his skin.
"No." Korvus pulled his hand away. His voice was low, calm. With a gesture, he stopped Eugene, not allowing him to go further. "Only with my permission."
"I'm sorry…" Eugene gripped Korvus's legs, feeling the strength beneath his fingers.
"I'll allow you one mistake. But only one."
Korvus took Eugene's chin, forcing him to look into his eyes. Black, endless, hiding something ancient.
Eugene stared into that abyss. There was power there. Absolute. And he wanted to drown in it.
Somewhere deep inside, he understood: this wasn't just the curse. It was something more. Under different circumstances, he might have resisted, tried to make sense of his desires. But not now.
Even in prison, he had noticed how commanding Korvus's voice was. Caring, yet unyielding. His words, his movements, even his breath—everything radiated power. Like the sun emits light, Korvus exuded control. And Eugene wanted to be subjugated. Once, it had been just a fantasy. Now, it was reality. And he was glad his first man would be Korvus. Even if it meant giving himself over completely.
Holding him by the chin, Korvus slowly led Eugene into the bedroom. The young man, still on his knees, followed. He knew what was coming, knew his primary task now was to satisfy the goblin. Knew how he would do it.
Eugene's gaze dropped to Korvus's groin. The bulge had grown noticeably larger. He knew what that meant. But the next moment, he was slapped by Korvus. Eugene flinched. He should have felt pain from the slap, but there was none. Only pleasure, amplified by the curse. Eugene moaned.
"I didn't allow you to look away."
"I'm sorry—" Eugene knew he had to remember the rules, but another slap followed.
"I didn't allow you to speak." Korvus's voice was stern, but seeing the smile on Eugene's face, he realized the young man truly shared his pleasure.
Opening the door, Korvus led Eugene into the room. The goblin stood by the bed.
"Take off my shirt," Korvus commanded.
Eugene, silent as he was forbidden to speak, approached the goblin. Even now, he could feel the heat of his man's body. He placed a hand on Korvus's chest, sliding it down to the buttons, undoing them one by one. Korvus watched intently. A few moments, and the shirt was open. Eugene leaned in, inhaling the natural scent of his body. It was sharp, pungent, yet soft. To Eugene, it was intoxicating.
The goblin shrugged off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. A few movements, and his boots were off. Only his pants remained.
Eugene pressed his palm against Korvus's groin. He could feel something hot, pulsing, and growing. He knew what it was and couldn't wait for Korvus to finally allow him to have what would save his soul.
Korvus ran a finger along Eugene's cheek again. The heat seemed to burn his face. Every touch sent waves of pleasure through the young man's body, leaving him trembling.
The goblin sat on the bed and pulled Eugene closer. Korvus stared into his eyes, as if reading his thoughts.
"You look so helpless," the goblin smirked.
The next moment, Korvus leaned in, his lips close to Eugene's. His hot breath sent the young man into a trance he neither could nor wanted to escape.
"Do you want this?" Korvus whispered, watching the fire in Eugene's eyes grow. "Answer me."
Finally, Eugene was allowed to speak. He wanted to answer, but instead, a moan escaped. It was as if the part of him responsible for speech was no longer needed.
"Good boy," Korvus replied, pressing his lips to Eugene's.
And it happened. Like a lightning bolt, pleasure shot through Eugene's body. He writhed under Korvus's lips. One hand reached for the goblin's groin, feeling the fabric strain against what was inside. At the same time, Korvus placed a hand on the back of Eugene's head, not allowing him to pull away. The goblin controlled everything, and until he allowed it, Eugene couldn't stop.
Korvus's thick, heavy tongue merged with Eugene's. The young man could do nothing but accept that Korvus would do whatever he wanted with him. If he wanted to kiss him until morning, so be it. Feeling the weight of the hand on his neck, Eugene couldn't move, only take what Korvus gave him.
For several minutes, they were entwined, until Korvus finally pulled away, letting Eugene breathe. The young man didn't even understand why he was out of breath—whether it was because of Korvus, the curse, or his own true desire, which had pushed reality aside.
"You're so soft…" Korvus savored the taste of Eugene's lips. "So tender…"
Breathing deeply, Eugene remembered the goblin's rules. He couldn't speak unless permitted, but he wanted, he craved Korvus's body so much. He merely lowered his gaze to the goblin's groin — his pants were already wet from the copious amounts of pre-cum.
"Do you want it?" Korvus undid the button on his pants. The goblin grabbed Eugene by the neck and pulled him closer, pressing him against something hot. Eugene began to rub against his groin, feeling a wave of happiness. "Answer me," Korvus's voice was low and stern.
"Yes!" the young man exhaled.
"You belong to me, Eugene," the goblin said, slowly pulling down his pants. "Your place is beneath me."
Korvus tossed his pants aside. And Eugene finally saw what he would be serving for the next few hours. Thick, veiny, and gray like the rest of the goblin's skin, his large cock glistened with pre-cum, like a nectar Eugene longed to taste. Two heavy testicles completed the masterpiece.
As he inhaled the scent of Korvus's body, Eugene couldn't understand why, but it felt as if this had happened a thousand times before. It felt as if it had always been this way, as if he had been pleasuring Korvus for eternity, and this wasn't the first time, but just another moment in his life. Eugene felt at home, as if this was how it was always meant to be.
Korvus spread his legs, allowing Eugene to approach and find comfort. The goblin knew that roughness and cruelty wouldn't lead to complete satisfaction. A slave needed to feel comfort and a semblance of care, for only then would he serve better, more selflessly. And most importantly, Eugene wouldn't be distracted by anything other than the goblin's body. Though Korvus had set the rules, he couldn't force Eugene's mind to follow them — the young man had to choose to obey, to want it himself. Even the smallest comfort could serve that purpose.
As Eugene moved closer to Korvus's cock, he didn't even notice how his hand wrapped around the base and gave it a gentle squeeze. Korvus let out a heavy breath. Then he grabbed Eugene by the hair, holding him close enough to his member to intensify his desire, but not close enough to let him touch.
"Rules, Eugene…" The goblin's low voice snapped Eugene out of the trance he had fallen into the moment he saw Korvus's tool. "For every mistake, there's punishment."
Eugene shifted his gaze to Korvus. His face showed no emotion. He was calm, serious.
"Suck it," the goblin commanded.
Eugene was overjoyed by those words. Korvus had finally allowed him to taste his body. But the hand gripping his hair wouldn't let him get closer. It wouldn't let him wrap his tongue around what he desired most at that moment.
There it was… The punishment for disobedience. Eugene wanted to please, but Korvus wouldn't allow it. His body fought against the growing tension, but it was a losing battle. Sticking out his tongue, Eugene managed to touch the goblin's cock for a brief moment, but Korvus's hand yanked his hair back sharply.
"Will you break the rules again?" Korvus held Eugene's head at a distance. "Answer me."
"No!" Eugene cried out. "I'm sorry, no… No… Never." His mind was clouded by the fog of passion, his logic and awareness defeated by the Lustful Curse.
"I believe you, Eugene…" Korvus stared into his eyes, which were focused on only one thing.
"Don't disappoint me." The goblin released Eugene's hair.
The young man instantly pressed himself against the cock, wrapping his lips around it and taking it into his mouth. The taste that spread across his tongue was indescribable. It was different from anything else, yet so pleasant. The scent of Korvus's body, the taste of his cock, drove Eugene to a state where he no longer remembered himself. His mind slowly shut down, surrendering to one single goal… Pleasing Korvus.
Eugene lavished it with his tongue, taking it deeper and deeper. But there were limits. The size was too much to fit entirely into the young man's mouth. Despite his eagerness to devour Korvus's cock, he couldn't reach the end. Meanwhile, Korvus remained silent, his breathing the only sound. The goblin watched the young man, a slight smile on his face.
"Lyraeus knew what he was doing," flashed through the master's mind. That was how he had created his harem. And everyone in it was just like Eugene. But Korvus was lucky. Eugene was special. He wasn't bound to the wizard. And that meant, very soon, Eugene would be screaming in pleasure under the goblin's heavy body. Very soon, Eugene would feel the full power of Korvus Nightshade.
"I believe you can do it," the goblin said, placing his hand on Eugene's head and slowly pushing him down.
Korvus was much stronger than Eugene, and with each second, his hand pressed harder, and Eugene couldn't resist. On one side, the goblin's fingers gripped his head; on the other, his cock pushed deeper into his throat. Pre-cum continuously seeped from the goblin's member, filling Eugene's mouth, and the young man kept swallowing, feeling his stomach fill.
A few more seconds, and Korvus broke through the barrier that had prevented Eugene from taking the entire length. Tears welled up in the young man's eyes as his nose pressed against Korvus's body. At that moment, Eugene lost all sense of what was happening around him. He was submerged in an ocean of bliss, in infinity itself.
"Good boy," Korvus gently patted Eugene's head as he was impaled on the goblin's cock. "I believed in you."
Once. It only took Korvus breaking through once, and now Eugene could easily take the entire length without any difficulty. The young man continued to diligently serve his master, knowing that soon Korvus would give him his gift.
The goblin's breathing quickened, and he pressed Eugene's head down, forcing him to take the entire length. Eugene couldn't breathe. He understood what this meant; he knew what was coming.
"Drink every last drop," Korvus commanded.
At that moment, a hot liquid shot into Eugene. He had no choice but to swallow it or choke. Without even realizing how, he began to drink quickly. With each gulp, he was like a traveler in the desert who hadn't had water for days, as if Korvus's cum was meant to quench his thirst.
This went on for about a minute. Eugene could feel how full his stomach was. The warm liquid seemed to spread through his body, warming him from within. Finally, the flow stopped. Korvus released his head, and the young man sat up. Eugene Mustfill was happy. He smiled as he looked at Korvus. His eyes were filled with gratitude for the opportunity the goblin had given him.
The goblin looked at him, breathing heavily. Finally, it had happened. The perfect partner, who had given his freedom to him. At last, he had found someone who could satisfy him, someone who desired to serve the goblin and be happy when Korvus was pleased.
"Good job, Eugene," Korvus patted the young man on the head. "That was wonderful. Thank you…"
But in the next moment, Korvus noticed that the curse had not subsided. Eugene was still caressing the goblin's cock, stroking his strong legs, touching his chest. Eugene wanted more—not just a blowjob, but to fully give himself to Korvus.
"Eugene," the goblin lifted his face, seeing only a slave craving his master's body. "It seems the curse will only lift after full intercourse…" Korvus ran a finger over the young man's lips, and Eugene took it into his mouth. "Or you'll fall into madness… even deeper than now."
"Korvus," the young man moaned, "be my master…"
"Eugene," the goblin's eyes widened. Was it the curse making him say this? Or did Eugene truly want it? "Do you understand what this means?"
"Eternal service as your slave."
"No, Eugene…" The young man leaned closer to the goblin and began to caress his neck. Korvus wanted to stop him but changed his mind. "Not eternal. Only when the curse takes hold. Or when I desire it. Only then will I be your master."
With a gentle motion, Korvus flipped Eugene onto his back and was now on top of him. Eugene felt the weight of his body, his strength, his power. His legs were so massive that if he squeezed them while Eugene was pleasuring him, he could easily break the young man's neck without even noticing.
But suddenly, Eugene realized that now, with Korvus on top of him, he truly belonged to the goblin. And most importantly, he wanted it. He didn't want it to stop.
Korvus reached down and lifted one of Eugene's legs, then the other. The young man felt the goblin's cock grow larger again, his body growing hotter.
"Take me," Eugene whispered, wrapping his arms around the goblin and pulling him closer.
They melted into a kiss once more.
But a moment later, Eugene felt something warm touch his entrance—where he least expected it. Another moment, and his tight passage was enveloped by a hot, almost burning liquid. Korvus's pre-cum.
Eugene realized with relief how fortunate it was that the goblin produced so much of it. This meant there would be less pain, that he could take him fully. He pressed himself against Korvus's body, as if seeking salvation from the tension that was about to turn into pain.
Korvus watched as Eugene's face changed: anticipation gave way to apprehension, and then to readiness. The goblin seemed to read his thoughts, his mind like an open book. He knew Eugene was afraid, but he also knew that the young man wanted this more than anything.
Another moment, and Eugene felt the pressure. He felt the goblin's hot cock, as if it were his very essence, stretching his tight passage. Eugene suddenly clenched and cried out.
"Don't worry, Eugene…" The goblin's voice was stern, as always, but this time it sounded softer, more tender. "I'll give you time to adjust."
Korvus understood how fragile Eugene was. He knew that being too rough could harm him. The young man would lose his comfort, his sense of safety, and further intimacy would prevent him from focusing on serving the goblin. Eugene needed to see protection and care in Korvus's body.
"Relax," he whispered.
Eugene obeyed. He tried to relax his entire body, surrendering himself to Korvus's control. He saw how careful the goblin was, and it gave him a sense of security. If he obeyed, there would be no pain—only the pleasure he so desperately craved. The pleasure the curse demanded.
The pressure increased, and Eugene began to feel the heat inside him. Korvus entered him partially. Eugene felt pain, but with each moment, it lessened. Korvus knew what he was doing. He knew how it should be done, and Eugene was grateful to him.
But at that moment, the young man clenched his teeth. Korvus thrust too sharply and felt the muscles tighten around his cock. The goblin barely restrained himself. He felt how tight Eugene was and wanted more. He wanted to grab him, squeeze his waist with both hands, and show him his strength. But he had to wait for the moment when Eugene would be ready to accept his full power.
Korvus leaned closer to the young man's neck and began to lick it, hoping it would help him relax. But at that moment, he heard a loud moan, and Eugene's body trembled. The young man gripped Korvus's back. It was as if lightning was burning through his body from within. Waves of pleasure coursed through his skin, making him shudder with each new wave.
Korvus immediately felt Eugene's body relax. Another kiss on the neck—and a loud moan echoed through the room. Eugene moved toward the goblin, impaling himself on his cock.
Korvus tried to pull away, but Eugene wouldn't let him. His entire body begged for the goblin to shed his tenderness and show his true nature. And Korvus could no longer delay. He began to increase his pace, feeling Eugene's muscles tighten and relax, as if even they were trying to please their master.
Eugene began to scream in pleasure. With each of the goblin's thrusts, with each breath, he gripped Korvus's massive back, pulling him closer. Wrapping his legs around the goblin's waist, Eugene dug into his shoulders. He begged, pleaded with his body for what only his master could give.
At some point, Korvus realized there was no more reason to hold back. The time had come to do what he had wanted since the moment Eugene had knelt before him. Korvus straightened up, squared his shoulders, and looked down at the young man writhing beneath him, moaning. Then he grabbed Eugene's hips with both hands and quickened his pace. It was as if he were holding not a person, but a doll made specifically for him. He was sharp, rough, fast. Eugene screamed, trying to cling to Korvus, but the goblin thwarted every attempt. His goal was his own orgasm. After all, only if the master found pleasure would the curse recede. And that meant Eugene's service had to end this way — in Korvus's pure ecstasy.
For several minutes, he fucked Eugene like a doll. But suddenly, Korvus felt the young man's muscles clench, his body shaking as if in convulsions. Every wave of pleasure that tore through Eugene reverberated in Korvus's cock. The goblin could no longer hold back. With a bestial roar, he cried out, reaching his climax.
Eugene, lost in the moment, felt the heat inside him growing. He felt the pressure building, the cold drops of Korvus's sweat falling onto his heated body. Each drop sent waves of bliss through him. Eugene couldn't move; he could only accept what the goblin gave him.
For about a minute, Korvus poured himself into the young man, until he finally collapsed on top of him, completely spent. The goblin breathed heavily, his face pressed against Eugene's neck, while the young man twitched occasionally, still in a state of bliss.
Korvus turned Eugene toward him and looked into his eyes. They were filled with happiness, peace, and contentment. The goblin kissed him, but not as a master. This time, his kiss was tender, gentle, caring. After so long, Korvus was finally satisfied. At last, he felt what every man feels after sex. His body was relaxed, soft. He had finally experienced true happiness, something he had never known before.
Korvus pulled out of the young man, hearing his soft moan, and lay down beside him. Eugene, as if instinctively, reached out and embraced him. He rested his head on Korvus's chest, listening to the beat of his heart. His hands stroked the goblin's abs, while Korvus held him close.
"How are you, Eugene?" Korvus's voice was soft for the first time. Eugene had never heard him like this. Usually, he was stern, serious, somewhat caring. But never this tender.
"Thank you, Korvus," the young man's thoughts began to return from the depths of desire. "Thank you for being my first…"
"What?" Korvus was surprised. "What do you mean, 'first'?"
"I…" Eugene smiled faintly as Korvus wrapped his arm around him. "When Lerius cursed me, I… I had never been with anyone."
"You…" Korvus kissed the top of Eugene's head, holding him close. "I'm glad I was your first."
Eugene chuckled, and his thoughts began to scatter. This time, not in desire or thirst for pleasure, but in the descent into the realm of dreams. A few minutes later, Korvus also left reality, and together they ventured into places that were unreal yet existed in their minds.
The curse had receded. For now.
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