Yes, but so does a familiar coworker

Passing by what looked to be an orgy on the side of the path, Cytus makes a final turn and arrives at a locked door. Pressing his paw to the screen and waiting half a second, the door opens and he slips quickly inside. In his excitement at escaping the riskier hallways, he finds himself bumping face first into a fat pair a nuts, a hand quickly reaching down to grab at his head and hold him steady, and pressed against the massive nuts, for a moment. After a moment passes, and the hand lifts off, Cytus steps back with a blush on his face. He could already recognize who it was from the familiar musk of those balls, the scent of cherries and honey giving away the identity of the large Faun, also known as a Satyr, he had walked into. Looking up at the face of the satyr, a tawny furred face with reddish purple eyes smiling down at him, Cytus took a breath before more officially greeting his coworker.

“M-morning, Glauer. Didn’t expect to see you here, thought I was managing this ward today.”

Cytus did his best to avoid staring at the massive balls directly at eye height, instead letting his eyes trail over the curled Ram horns sticking out from a large wizard hat similar to his own.

“Hey there kitty, looks like I was also sent. Guess it’s gonna be a two man job. Quite the greeting from you today, I must say, I’ll have to return to favor once we’re done.” His voice was tinged with a slight accent as he spoke, Cyrus having no doubt what the satyr planned to do, the vaguely humanoid tip of a thick cock starting to peak from the Satyr’s sheath. Damn satyrs were probably the most virile beings on the station. Sleeping with one meant you were practically guaranteed a litter, if they didn’t shove you down into their massive balls or add you to their already prodigious cocks after.

Cyrus swallowed a bit, his blush ever present as the two got to work, opening up a hatch before the two crawled in towards the sealed warding room. Cyrus was **** to watch those swinging satyr balls the entire journey, Glauer looking back at him numerous times with a knowing, teasing smile.

The work itself wasn’t hard, though admittedly it was far easier with two mages. Redrawing the magic circle, pumping more magic into the crystals to keep it powered, it was going to keep a whole quadrant of the station protected from space debris and even small meteors. Cytus was just feeling a bit proud of his work, reading to head back through the maintenance shaft when he suddenly felt hands on either of his shoulders, and a different shaft resting on his head.

“Glauer, shouldn’t we crawl back through first?”

“Nah, Cytus, I’ve waited long enough smelling that citrusy scent of yours. I want to put another litter in you.” He responds, picking up the orange cat and pressing the thick head of his shaft at the cat’s entrance. The massive cock had to be nearly a foot long on its own, looking vaguely like a horsecock with a more humanoid tip, a medial ring throbbing out from the satyr’s furred sheath. Cyrus tried to put up a token protest, his own cock emerging from his sheath, before the satyr plunged his breeding tool deep into the cat’s ass. Cytus let out a loud yelp as he was penetrated, quickly devolving into moans as Glauer grunted with every powerful thrust, turning his coworker into a living fleshlight.

“Mmmf, I love how tight you are, kitty. Been too long since I used your ass. Haven’t emptied my nuts since yesterday, so I hope your ready for large litter~”

Cytus could only respond with young moans as the satyr pumped him full of thick meat, a bulge on his belly appearing and dissapearing with the satyr’s thrusts as the massive breeding tool attempted time and again to seemingly break out of the much smaller cat-person wrapped around it.

Cytus could faintly hear his moans bouncing around through the maintenance tunnel, no doubt creating some rather interesting echos for those who might be close enough to the bulkhead door to hear. His own cock was throbbing hard and it was not long before he fired his own somewhat pitiful load over the ground, his cum quickly taking on a glow before it seeped into the magic circle on the ground.

Glauer lasted quite a while, the cocky attitude plastered on his face even as he grimaced in pleasure, pulling Cytus up and down on his cock to make his thrusts into the cat that much more powerful, his prodigious balls slapping against Cytus’s ass as the satyr used him like a particularly warm and stretchy fleshlight. Cytus eventually came a second time, his prostate utterly throbbing from the ****, by the time Glauer finally came. The satyr above the whining and whimpering cat let out a relieved sigh-moan as he held the cat against his sheath, letting massive globs of cum pump into the cat’s belly until Cyrus was left with a stomach nearly larger than he was.

“That was a nice fuck Cyrus, always love using my favorite breeding toy~”