Royal balls are such a bore, aren't they?

The Hunt

SkekMal always enjoyed a wonderous hunt. One that ended in glory and a large bag of prey for him to bring home and make his trophies or to cook and eat. This particular hunt, however, was quite the exciting one, having a partner along. SkekSil had never hunted before and it shower; he refused to use his instincts and demanded to bring a bow instead of something small and quick, like a dagger or a sword even. On top of that, he wasn't wearing hunting garments and stayed in his indoor robing. He was not prepared for this hunt at all. The Hunter's eyes gazed at the Chamber who was crouched behind a log trying to hide from the herd of Landstrider just ahead.
Skekmal whispered, "Once I count, we jump for it. Ready an arrow". SkekSil gave a nod and fumbled with the bow and arrow, getting a little frustrated but maintaining his temper. Once the arrow was knocked he aimed. "Fire now. Shoot the bi-".
He hit a calf. a CALF. SkekMal growled lowly and peered "FOOL." He got up and rushed the herd himself, leaving the baby behind. SkekSil watched as his partner disappeared into the thick brush and whined, his eyes averting to youngling. He stood and slowly walked over to the white creature; its leg bled heavily. Chamberlain prayed he hadn't hit anything extremely valuable. "E-easy... shh..".
SkekSil moved his robes so he could easily crouch on his knees next to the small creature. It sniffled and squirmed, giving an ear-piercing call for its herd. He frowned and slowly began to pet it, causing the Ladnstrider to buck and growl. "Easy please... won't harm you!".
SkekSil didn't do anything but comfort the calf before SkekMal returned with a full and bloody bag; he must have caught a straggler. "I told you in the beginning: No. Calves", snarled the Hunter angrily. The scolding caused a lump in SkekSil's throat and he whimpered more, "Aim was off! Meant to hit the bull!".
SkekMal rolled his eyes in annoyance and set the bag down, dropping to one knee and examining the calf. Without hesitation, he removed the arrow and helped the Landstrider up before it limped fastly after its herd. "You hit nothing important, Chamberlain. The herd is only a few yards away. It will be fine.". He watched as the other SkekSis let his guard down... little did the Chamberlain know that he was the next ideal prey for the Hunter.

This wasn't the only incident that had happened this very day. Earlier, SkekSill attempted to knock a bow and aimed directly at Hunter's chest. Either he needed to be taught or punished. Perhaps to be made felt hopeless, like every prey was.

Like he already ways.

Worthless, Hopeless.
Easy prey.
They were alone and deep in the forest.
SkekMal caught himself grinning and shook his head, he had to think of a way to start this whole ideal off. The Blight maybe? Say he ran into a plant with some purple gunk on it? Yes. That would send the bastard running.

"If it's worth noting, my friend... I fell into a bush with a purple pigment. Do you have any idea what it could have been?".

SkekSil's face turned white. He stammered for a few moments before standing and backing up "W-Was it sticky?"
"Oh, ye-"

And away he went, tail tucked under his robes and running. He was much faster than the Hunter had anticipated SkekSil to be. The sight caused a low chuckle to arise from SkekMal's chest and stirred excitement within him... a new and amazingly good feeling which was in the pit of his stomach. He couldn't help but growl with anticipation and rose to his feet, moving quickly and following the trail Chamberlain had laid out for him. It was a difficult one, this prey knew how to run, hide tracks and even backtrack. For a few moments he lost it, but had it not been for the bright red robes- he would have never found him.
SkekSil panted heavily and ran for his life. He swore to himself as twigs and rocks scratched and cut at his feet. His heart pounded so hard he could hear it. He didn't look back, but even he felt the excitement. It made him curious. Like he wanted to stop and let SkekMal catch him.
Where was the harm in that?
The Chamberlain gave a quick glance behind him and immediately ducked underneath a tree with a large opening of roots. It was dark enough to hide him, but he had to be quite. He could only hear his breath as he watched the Hunter slow right before the tree.
"Where... hmm..".
SkekSil panicked as he saw two sets of claws reach through the roots. He wouldn't be able to dodge those! This was it. "There you are, Chamberlain" The Hunter growled. Chamberlain backed up deeper into the roots, attempting to hide and stay out of grasp. Claws swung and grasped for him as the other Skeksis reached in, slowly forcing the roots away so he could get in. Seeing SkekSil tremble sent shivers down SkekMal's spine. He let out a growl and finally breached- than stopped. SkekSil threw a rock at him but it bounced off his mask.

"Don't fight, idiot. It will be worse for you" he snarled lowly and moved closer. Closer. Closer...
SkekSil kicked and swung, a good fight. He had to get on top of him and choke him so the bastard would stop fighting. They both stopped a moment... their heads spinning..
".... Do you feel it?"
"Absolutely...".

It didn't take long, claws ripping at cloth, teeth sinking into flesh. It got warm underneath those roots, cold soil  turned hot and breath grew heavy. SkekMal's arms could easily move and contort SkekSil into any position so disired; but with such small ammount of room he had to keep things simple. "N-Not a word of this to others" hissed the Chamberlain as he aided and laid flat on his back.

SkekMal chuckled and nodded, allowing himself to get ready. SkekSil jumped when he saw the Hunter's piece. Everyone's was different in a way, SkekMal's was sizeable and had one head, but small thorn looking pieces made Chamberlain think twice. "Those wont hurt will they?" Chamberlain whined. Hunter gave a meer shrug and slowly pressed himself in. SkekSil's back arched and he made a loud noise, almost hitting the back of his head off a rock.

"Watch yourself... have you done this before?" Questioned SkekMal. Chamberlain shook his head and trembled, gripping onto a root behind him. His tail flicked back and forth as SkekMal began to thrust, those spikes hit spots SkekSil didn't know he had and caused a loud cry to escape him.  The Hunter groaned and growled, his claws sinking deep into his prey.

SkekSil whimpered and shook- the pleasure he felt was so strange to him it nearly hurt. "Oh Stars! S-SkekMal!"
The Hunter was relentless to him, showing no mercy as his thrusts went deep. A consistent and brooding pace caused more noise, Chamberlain moaned at nearly each thrust. Their tails intertwined as SkekMal watched from above, panting as a heat began to spread within him. SkekSil was a broken mess. He didn't understand what they were doing exactly; all he knew is that it felt wonderful. "Are you alright?" ,Questioned the Hunter, "You look as if you're having a stroke!". There was genuine concern, SkekSil couldn't help but give a small laugh and dug his claws into the dirt, "A-Am fine! Hah.. dont stop please, not yet!"
SkekMal resumed the pace which sent Chamberlain wild. He latched onto the Hunter as tightly as possibly and cried out as the stiff piece pounded into him. It didn't take long before he released, SkekMal stopping immediatly and peering, "Did you just?.. Honestly?". Chamberlain gulped a nodded- gasping as the Hunter pulled out and fixed himself, "Never before me. Fix yourself, we are going back".
"SkekMal! W-Wait-"
"NOW, Chamberlain".

It didn't take much before they both were walking again, Chamberlain more limping that anything really; whining in desperation along the way.