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Meta Knight was on his way to Dedede's castle while his crew was busy working on fixing the Halberd after it had gotten wrecked again for the umpteenth time by the most recent invading force. They had shoved him out the cargo bay's door a bit ago, urging him to go and check on King Dedede, who no doubt was affected by the recent events.
'Sir Meta Knight, we will be fine here, you should go and check on the King.'
He sighed to himself. Was it really that obvious he was worried about Dedede?
Booom-
Meta startled mid-thought. It seemed that unbeknownst to him, a summer thunderstorm had suddenly begun, and Meta's wings and more importantly, his armor and clothes quickly became soaked. He picked up his pace to a sprint, before spreading his large, leathery wings and taking to the air, and swiftly flew to the gates of Castle Dedede before the weather could get even worse and perhaps get himself struck by Kracko's lightning.
By the time Meta arrived, he was soaked to the bone, and if he was being honest, a bit too cold for his liking. He suppressed his shivers and greeted the Waddle Dees guarding the castle gate with a dignified nod and stated his desire to see the king. They promptly let him through after sharing a look of some sort. Meta Knight walked perhaps a bit faster than what was appropriate for someone of his status through the halls of Dedede's castle, his goal being the King's personal chambers.
In less than a minute, he had arrived, and stopped to knock three times on the thick wooden door engraved with the King's insignia, as was the custom.
"Dedede, it's Meta Knight."
He could hear shuffling from within the room, along with a few thumps as though whoever was inside had tripped on something. The door was quickly slammed open by the resident self-proclaimed king himself, and Meta was greeted by his liege's jubilant grin. All too soon, that grin became a look of concern as Dedede took in Meta's soaked and scraggly appearance.
"Achoo!"
At the worst possible moment, Meta Knight's nose betrayed him, as a sneeze fought its way past his restraints and escaped. It sounded a bit like a bunny sneezed, and Meta sniffled a bit as he tried to cover up the embarrassing noise with a fake cough. Dedede's look of worry deepened.
"Come on in Meta, you look like a drenched rat! Let's get ya dried off and warmed up."
Meta felt himself be pulled into a warm embrace, the king's feathers tickling his skin as he was guided to the sofa and instructed to take off his armor and clothes, or else he'd catch a cold. Still a bit stunned from the sudden warmth of Dedede's hug, Meta obediently complied, and stripped down to his undergarments. Now that his bare damp skin was exposed to the open air, he felt himself shiver. Meta immediately felt something soft and warm be draped over him and he looked up to see that Dedede had covered him with his robe.
The king muttered something about finding some clothes for Meta to wear and started digging through a dresser. Meta closed his eyes and felt himself relaxing as he snuggled deeper into the fluffy robe.
Before long Dedede had found a nice blue shirt for Meta Knight to change into. Meta begrudgingly left his fluffy nest to put in on, only for the hem to reach his knees. He felt his face start to heat up as Dedede stared, and his wings curled around him slightly as he adamantly looked everywhere but at the king's face.
He heard a sigh and his large ears twitched as he swiveled his head to check on the source of the sound.
"You are not as irritatingly carefree as you usually are. Is there something wrong?"
His liege seemed to think to himself for a moment before taking a deep breath and nodding to himself. Whatever he was about to tell Meta was important. The knight braced himself to help his king with whatever was troubling him, his full attention was on Dedede.
"Since you're here Mety, wanna watch a movie together?"
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Dedede was relaxing on the couch in his chambers with Meta sitting in his lap, as some generic drama played out on the TV screen. However, neither of them were focusing on the movie.
Meta let his head rest against Dedede's bare chest, his large ear taking in the sound of every one of his liege's heartbeats as he focused on the sound of his breathing. His leathery bat wings were draped over the two of them in the semblance of a blanket, and occasionally they would flap whenever the rumble of Dedede's voice could be felt as the king told the knight a joke. The gentle breeze produced ruffled the feathers on the king's legs much to Dedede's irritation, which in turn made Meta let out a chuckle.
Fed up with Meta making his feathers all messy with his cute wing flaps, Dedede gently started tracing Meta Knight's left wing with one of his hands, his calloused fingertips drawing loose shapes around the delicate joints and mapping out the soft velvety webbing. The knight's body shuddered and Dedede heard his breath hitch as his finger grazed one of Meta's wing spikes.
Tentatively, Dedede brought his hand back to the spike, and lightly rubbed the tip, only for Meta to let out a moan. Liking what heard, he repeated the action a few more times, which garnered some very… enticing reactions from his treasured knight. After a few more minutes of teasing Meta, Dedede heard a small almost pained sounding whimper, which made him stop in his tracks.
The king looked down at the smaller man in his lap, seeing if there was anything signifying that the knight was uncomfortable, only to see that Meta's forehead was smooshed up against his chest, and the part of his face what was visible to him was flushed bright red. At first he thought that perhaps Meta had gotten a fever from being out in that rain, before he felt the knight shift in his lap, discreetly trying to rub his clothed lower half against his thighs before letting out a choked whimper and a few mumbles spoken against his chest that the king couldn't quite hear.
"What did ya say, Meta? Couldn't catch that."
"D....st..."
"You're gonna have ta speak up or I won't know what ya want."
The knight's face turned an even brighter red as he buried his face deeper into Dedede's chest.
"D-Do not stop. What you are doing with my wings, it is not at all unpleasant."
The blue monarch let out a small chuckle at his cute partner's behavior just for such a simple request. It made him want to tease the man a bit more. Besides, he was feeling a bit… heated due to the sweet noises Meta had been making as well.
"Sure, but I can't be doing all of the work. How about ya do something to me as well?"
Meta seemed to freeze for a moment before he nodded in agreement.
After a moment of hesitation, the knight kissed Dedede's chest as the king resumed his work on Meta's wings. Meta trailed a line of kisses up from Dedede's chest, to his jawline, before capturing his Monarch's lips in a kiss.
Their kiss started out chaste enough. But once Meta let out a breathy moan into Dedede's lips from the ministrations on his wings it evolved into a deep, passionate one. Meta wrapped his longer tongue around Dedede's, massaging it with ebbing and flowing pressure that caused a groan to escape from the king's throat followed by a cheeky nip on Meta's lower lip which ripped a particularly lewd moan from his very core. Their lips only parted once both of them were out of breath.
Meta's piercing yellow eyes had seemed to take on a heated glow, and he began to trace his way down Dedede's body with his lips, leaving a few hickeys on his neck where the robe would be able to cover them before stopping at the larger man's toned chest muscles and zeroing in on the fine specimens in front of him. Dedede let out a pleasured sigh at the feeling of Meta's lips and breath against his skin, almost melting under the love and care he could feel being expressed by his knight.
A slightly surprised honk escaped from Dedede's mouth as he felt a slight ache from his left chest near where his heart would be, and a groan broke from his lips as the ache deepened. Meta was nibbling less than gently on his chest. He frowned a little.
"Mmmh… Meta. You keep munching on me. What am I, a slice of strawberry cake?"
Meta gave one last nibble on Dedede's chest before looking up at his monarch, and gave a sassy and somewhat sultry smirk.
"My king, you're more savory than sweet."
"Heh, is that so?"
Feeling oddly flattered, Dedede blushed slightly from the intensity of Meta's gaze. He tried to distract himself from this vague feeling of embarrassment by running his lips over the ridge of one of Meta's wings, causing Meta to let out a noise in response. Taking that as a cue to proceed, Dedede took part of Meta's wing into his mouth, and gently nibbled on it.
This ended up being not a very good idea, because it caused Meta to squirm as he was tending to the King's chest. Dedede yelped as he felt Meta's sharp fangs pierce his skin, and he saw how his partner's eyes snapped open and froze in horror as he saw the first few drops of blood fall.
In what was probably an attempt to scramble to his feet, to do what Dedede wasn't sure, Meta Knight accidentally knocked the king onto his back, with the winged knight essentially pinning him to the couch.
Dedede could see Meta's brain attempting to process what was happening in real time, and he couldn't help but laugh at his over the top reaction to something that would heal up within the next day.
"I am sorry Dedede, I did not mean to-"
Dedede reached his arm up to pet his darling knight's head and gently pulled Meta back down onto his chest.
"It's okay Mety, just calm down."
Meta Knight took a few breaths to calm his rapid heartbeat, and while he was doing so he felt Dedede's large hands rub comforting circles on his back. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the feeling of closeness before he noticed the feeling of something hard against his leg and that Dedede's hands were slowly creeping lower… Of course. Meta Knight merely rolled his eyes in fond exasperation. He heard the king's sheepish voice.
"So, can uh, we get back to it?"
Meta let out a chuckle and reached down, grabbing Dedede's clothed cock with a firm yet gentle grip. He knew what his king was thinking, and he was willing to play along.
"Yes, I suppose. Now, what would you have me do to serve you, my king?"
He looked up to see Dedede's smug grin and heard a laugh come from his monarch.
"How 'bout you suck me off while I make you ready for me?"
Meta Knight responded with actions instead of words by pulling his liege's slacks and boxers off in one swift movement, followed by his own. He turned around so that his face was facing the king's royal member while Dedede had the lovely sight of his knight's plump and firm butt.
Dedede grabbed the small bottle of lube that had been on the coffee table next to the sofa and poured out a generous amount onto his gloved palms, before making sure to warm it up first. One of his well oiled fingers circled Meta's rim, before being gently inserted. The first finger went in to the hilt without any resistance, and so did the second. He scissored his fingers back and forth in Meta's hole, making sure his lover was ready before he put in a third. He then let out a groan of pleasure as his thoughts were suddenly jumbled by Meta's lips on his cock.
Meta pressed his lips to Dedede's shaft and gently kissed the tip before taking the head into his mouth. The king's cock was too big for him to take into his mouth in its entirety no matter what he did, but through practice and sheer force of will he had recently been able to consistently handle about two thirds of the thing. He bobbed his head in a shallow motion a few times, adjusting his pallette and getting used to the weight before taking more and more of it into his warmth. Every bob of his head was accompanied by a noise of pleasure from his much larger sworn partner, and Meta Knight felt his lower half heat up, a coil in his gut that kept getting hotter and hotter through every thrust from Dedede's fingers into his ass.
He moaned onto the king's cock, and he felt his legs tremble as the hot coiling sensation was reaching its peak. He was going to cum, and Dedede knew it. He could tell by how the king started thrusting his fingers deep and fast, urging the knight to cum as Meta sucked on Dedede's cock in a single-minded fervor.
Every vibration caused by Meta's moans of pleasure traveled through Dedede's entire body, inducing him to reply with a moan of his own as his knight desperately chased his release, Meta's hips grinding themselves against his fingers. Meta Knight's toned thigh muscles contracted, and Dedede felt how Meta's ass clenched against his fingers, heard his knight's muffled cry of pleasure and watched as his beloved practically melted onto his torso in bliss.
After a brief moment of rest, Meta raised himself off of Dedede and turned himself around so that his ass was positioned above the king's eager cock. He looked his monarch and took a deep breath before slowly lowering himself onto the royal member. Dedede let out a groan as his cock breached Meta's entrance, and watched mesmerized as Meta rolled his hips in a graceful arc, as he took more and more of his cock into his ass until there was no more to take and he bottomed out.
Meta let out a shaky breath as he felt their hips meet, and he took a moment to compose himself and adjust. Then he lifted himself up until just the head was still inside then slid back down, watching as Dedede's expression fell apart into one of pure pleasure. Meta Knight began alternating between long thrusts and gyrating his hips while grinding against his partner's lower half. Meta felt like he could see stars every time he rammed his king's cock against his prostate, and he let out an incredibly lewd moan that made something inside of the blue monarch snap.
Dedede grabbed Meta Knight's hips, and carefully rearranged their bodies so that Meta was laid down with his back on the couch and his muscular body all visible for him to see. The king leaned forward, capturing his lover's lips in a kiss, kissing Meta deeply as he relentlessly pounded into him. Dedede happily swallowed all of Meta Knight's moans.
As he felt himself get closer and closer to his own climax, King Dedede bit his lip and grasped his knight's shoulders, before reaching down even farther to play with the sensitive spikes on Meta's wings. The overstimulation made Meta cry out almost as a shriek, and Dedede's feathers fluffed out in satisfaction as heard his knight cry out his name, begging him to go harder, to go faster, to make him cum-
Dedede pounded Meta with abandon, before hilting his cock as deep into his knight as he could and let out a loud moan as he came, filling up Meta's ass with it and watching with adoration as the sensation sent his knight over the edge. He flopped on top of his partner, sweaty and exhausted, and cradled him in a warm hug.
Meta's climax crashed over him like a wave, his feelings of broken dignity and embarrassment washed far away out to sea before coming back as he came down from his high. He screamed internally for a moment, mortified by the embarrassing things he had spouted. His cheeks burned a bright red and he buried his head into Dedede's chest as his sworn partner pulled him closer.
They rested like that for a moment then Dedede lifted himself up off the couch, before picking up Meta and carrying them both to the bed so they could cuddle and go to sleep.
As they were both falling asleep, with Meta being the big spoon, Dedede could hear a low purr coming from his knight as Meta grabbed him close, and smiled, knowing his treasured partner and friend had had a good night despite the rain.