Bang for Your Buck

	Jiak paused on his trek, his boots tamping on the sand-covered dirt path, his dark green beak tilting back as he gazed upwards. Teal blue eyes wandered the darkening sky, the sun already touching the horizon over the sand dunes. Looking back over his shoulder, he could just make out the tops of the city some ways back before turning to see the ever-closer drawing tower he was heading towards. A breeze from the cool river ruffled his traveling cloak, his dark tunic crossed with a harness over top holding strange rectangular prisms to it. On his belt that held up his black trousers were his trusty crossbows and two daggers. A dark green scaled arm raised up and drew his hood back atop his head as Jiak resumed his journey forwards.
	It had been nearly two months now he had been in this area. Needless to say, for a wandering bounty hunter like Jiak, it irked him to still be here. He readjusted the case he was carrying, the treasure for his current contractor. The crow let out a huff as he thought of Hamakei. The lizard was a, should he say, trusted acquaintance and in his line of work, Jiak didn’t have many of them. Betrayal was rampant, why he worked alone, and most times he didn’t see a client more than a couple of times at best. Hamakei was different. For Jiak, he was a steady income, always wanting something the bright avian could get his hands on. A base price had been settled on in the past and Jiak didn’t ask for more typically. Unless it was like now, when he said he’d take full price and half again for getting the item in question. Which he had already gotten once before.  He felt it was justifiable, considering.
	Shaking himself, Jiak returned to the present to find he had rapidly approached the tower in his memories. He knew the lizard would be waiting for him at the base. Hamakei took to this place for it’s privacy and it’s unimpeded view of his surroundings. It was a great place to live, in Jiak’s mind. The bounty hunter clicked his beak as he saw Hamakei at the base of the stairs. Pace picking up, the green bird wanted to hurry up his little venture, having already spent too long on it. It wasn’t much more before he was able to see the lizard awaiting, a smile crossing his beak as he knew the slight frown of disdain would be plastered on the other’s.
	Drawing close enough, Jiak could make out details of his client now. The olive green scales coated most of his body, the torso leading down the front a light yellow-green. The light color was repeated on the palms with four fingers holding sharp black nails, one of which held a length of wood, a staff with a bird head at the top. Akin to the ornament, Hamakei himself had a hooked beak, malleable enough for expression and his green slit eyes gazed fiercely at Jiak. The green birds eyes roamed lightly over the lizard’s lithe, yet muscular, form. One of Hamakei’s appeals, though, was his natural detesting of clothing. Even now, he barely wore anything, only a fundoshi that bulged quite well. Jiak did enjoy getting an eyeful whenever he was in town.
	Now standing only a few feet away, the bounty hunter gestured for his client to lead the way up. Hamakei did just so, seeming to tilt his beak up ever so slightly. While it wasn’t just for it, Jiak liked the lizard leading. It gave him an ample view of the firm ass moving. The crow frowned as his mind wandered into lewd areas about his client. He was no stranger to screwing a client or two, but he tried to stay professional until the deal was done. It was a short trip of ogling the lizard’s rear before the two of them were in Hamakei’s place of residence. It was a cozy area, filled to the brim with artifacts. Shelves and racks adorned sides of the area and windows gave ample view of the surroundings. A couple of mats and a low table sat near a fireplace and a bed was shoved into a corner. Jiak watched as Hamakei pulled a tea kettle from over the fire, using cups to pour the liquid into. The cups were placed on the table as Hamakei sat.
	The bounty hunter took off the extra bag he was carrying and placed it gently on the table before sitting himself across from the lizard. Even now, he could see the lizard grimacing. Hamakei truly did not like his presence. Then again, Jiak was one of few he had regular dealings with so the other sucked it up as they lightly sipped tea. It was a few moments before the crow lightly slid the object over the table. Quick to snatch it up, Hamakei peered inside of the covering and nodded, closing it and setting it to the side.
	“What is it?”
	“You wouldn’t understand even if I told you.”
	What an ass. Jiak had learned how to control his emotions well enough to hide his irritation. “Shall we get to my fee then?”
	The bounty hunter could see the lizard’s eyes narrow some. Finishing off his tea, Hamakei stood and moved over to a shelf rummaging around a little with one of his artifacts before producing a bag. He returned to the table and placed it in front of Jiak. The crow lightly lifted the pouch, feeling its weight and going over the numbers in his head. His beak turned into a light frown as he looked up at the lizard.
	“And the rest?”
	He could hear the beak grinding as Hamakei stood across the table, arms crossed. Jiak, having finished his own drink, stood, pocketing the bag of money into his own travel knapsack. He returned the glare he got with a cool, rigid stare of his own.
	“Do you really need more gold?”
	“Need? Doesn’t matter. You were aware before you hired me of the price increase.”
	“All for staying around to get me the artifact?”
	“All for staying around and getting you the artifact. Again. Now, you either pay or we’ll have issues.” Jiak wasn’t a fool. He knew going against Hamakei wouldn’t leave either of them unscathed. But he also knew that the lizard had great need for the exceptional services provided. Almost no other bounty hunter could boast Jiak’s record for doing the job. It might not be an extensive list like others, but the crow had his own code of honor he followed. He could see right through Hamakei at times, knowing the other had no interest in paying more but aware he couldn’t refuse or lose something far more valuable in the long run.
	“Is there anything else you want?”
	“Like what?”
	Hamakei tilted his head with lidded eyes, staring at Jiak as the hunter stood there, eye ridge raised. It seemed like the lizard was appraising him. Then Hamakei moved around the table to stand before the crow. A grin had appeared on the lizard’s beak.
	“I see the way you look at me.”
	Jiak was curious now. “And that is?”
	“You want to have sex with me.”
	That was not a direction the hunter was thinking the evening was going to go. “I think of having sex with a lot of people.” Jiak shrugged his shoulders before tensing up as a hand cupped his groin.
	“I’m sure relieving the tension would be worth the gold you’d give up.”
	The crow ground his beak. With the hand caressing his dick through the trousers and simple cloth underwear, he was getting aroused.  The offer was tempting, with how appealing Hamakei was. He considered his options in his mind before grinning lightly.
	“Fine. Would have used most of it on ass anyways.”
	The lizard stopped as he seemed to glare at the crow. Jiak just smirked as he stepped forward, grabbing the other by the shoulders and bringing his beak to the other’s. Hamakei seemed curious, if annoyed, but surprise was what overcame it as the hunter slowly slid his beak along the lizard’s. The bird’s eyes were lidded as he scrapped the beaks. No sensations or even ear pleasing noise but it was intimate. When Jiak drew back, the reptile blinked.
	“What was that?”
	The hunter raised an eye ridge. “Never made out with a bird before?”
	Hamakei growled lowly. “No. Even if I did, I would expect something else.”
	“Like with tongue? Tilt your head and open your beak.”
	Skepticism was apparent in the lizard’s eyes but he did as was asked. Jiak grinned again before turning his head the other way, slotting his beak in along Hamakei’s. The reptile gurgled in surprise, the crow easily getting his tongue to run across the other’s as well as explore the beak and strange teeth inside. It wasn’t long before the lizard was pushing back into the hunter’s own beak, the two preforming a dance of sorts as the tongues ran along each other and gave way for the other to have access to the inside of mouths. Hands were not left idle, Jiak’s moving to grab Hamakei’s waist and draw him close while the reptile’s were under his shirt, rubbing along his feathered chest. While breathing through his nostrils did let him keep this up for a time, the crow pulled back when he started to get light headed. A string of saliva connected their beaks as Hamakei flushed a little. The hunter made note of that as the string broke and fell.
	As Jiak stepped back, he took a quick glance down to see that a firm lump was in the other’s fundoshi. Good. The hunter would have disliked if Hamakei wasn’t into this. Stripping off his cloak, he got to work on the harness that held his ammo as well as his belt and weapons. Those were placed on the table before he got his shirt off along with his boots. His feet were colored and scaled just like his arms and his torso was the same lime green as the rest of him apart from the dark green nipples. As his pants and loincloth came off, the dark green trail of feathers went from his naval and grew thicker, becoming a forest around the base of his half-hard dick. The shaft was mostly green skin, similar to his body but grew darker at the head, the dark green as his accent areas. While fondling his overly full balls, Jiak’s lidded gaze fell on his soon to be lover.
	“I hope you’re aware I won’t be satisfied easily.”
	The crow saw the light smirk on Hamakei’s face. “I doubted you would be.” The lizard came forward, openly running his fingers and hands along the hunter’s toned body, making Jiak groan lowly. Tilting his head back some, he let the reptile lightly roam his body, inhaling sharply as the claws lightly ghosted along his dick and balls, tensing as a hand grabbed it and lightly tugged on it. Another’s hand always felt better than his own. Before long, his head came back down as he pressed a hand onto Hamakei’s shoulder. He applied some pressure as he spoke.
	“Get that beak around my dick.”
	Hamakei glared for a moment before it shifted to a startled look. “Wait, you want me to use my beak?”
	Jiak raised an eye ridge again. “Yes. Problem?”
	The lizard slowly sank to his knees, looking up at the hunter. “No, just not something most guys like. Beak and all.” He tapped it to emphasize.
	“Most other guys don’t have a beak themselves or understand they aren’t as dangerous as they think.”
	Nodding, the reptile looked at the crow’s junk, taking it in hand and jerking it. Whatever softness had been left from the body rub was gone as Jiak was hard as a rock now, pre already leaking from the tip. Hot air washed over the hunter’s genitals, making him shiver in anticipation before gasping from a tongue flicking over his tip. He kept watch as Hamakei nuzzled along his shaft and orbs, letting the wet appendage slather the crow’s crotch in saliva. The reptile was easily lapping up the pre that was dribbling down the throbbing shaft, eyes shifting from closed to staring up at the hunter. Jiak was already panting, hissing out lightly as he placed a hand on Hamakei’s head. 
	Soon enough, the lizard had moved back and placed the cock head into his beak before slowly sliding the length further in. Even though beaks couldn’t suck like a muzzle could, Jiak was always happy to give or receive a beak job. Warm air was constantly bathing his groin as a tongue lashed the underside, the reptile slowly bobbing to take even more of the dick and inching ever closer to the throat. The hunter was pulsing, pre leaking onto Hamakei’s tongue as he swallowed it down. It wasn’t long before the reptile’s beak tips were pushing against the dark forest and the fruit stem hanging below. Jiak groaned out, hand gripping tighter onto the lizard’s head as he shuddered and tensed, feeling Hamakei slowly take the length out until only the head remained. The beak angled some before the lizard went back down, tongue lashing at different places now before going back up and twisting again. The hands didn’t cease working either, one rolling his orbs around as the other jerked his base when the reptile was at the head. The crow’s own free hand wondered to his rear, lightly teasing his rump as he swayed lightly into the beak job.
	It was bittersweet as Jiak felt his end approaching already. Over a month of denying physical pleasure due to his job made him sensitive. The pressure built at the base of his cock as he groaned and hissed ever more, hands and feet tensing and curling more. He was heaving for air, his voice hoarse and low in a whisper. “Here it comes.”
	Hamakei gazed up at the hunter before placing the beak tips at the head, using both hands now to twist around the lubricated dick. Pressure kept building inside of the crow as his claws lightly dug into the reptile’s head.  With a cry, it exploded, his length throbbing as ropes of his potent seed splattered the inside of the lizard’s beak, some leaking out the side from the unsealed nature of it. Gulping it down, Hamakei kept up the jerking, milking Jiak of his cum. It took a good minute for the hunter’s senses to return from the pitch whiteness they had succumbed to. Taking in air as quickly as possible, the crow watched as the reptile stood, wiping his beak before moving over to a cabinet and rummaging in it. The lizard came back with a jar of oil, one that the hunter was all too familiar with. A lazy grin sprawled across his beak as Hamakei dipped his fingers into it and began to apply it to his green dick. A light groan of over stimulation emitted from Jiak as the hand worked before Hamakei turned about and walked to the wall. Bending over, the reptile wiggled his ass at the hunter as he spoke.
	“Hope you’re up for a round two.”
	“Better fucking believe it.” The crow grinned widely as he grabbed the jar and approached. Grabbing some in his fingers, he put the bottle down and slid it away with a foot, using his clean hand to move the twisted cloth out of the lizard’s cleft. Holding it while moving the cheek, he got to see the prize he was going to claim for the night. A rumble came into his chest as he let his fingers lightly poke and prod the hole, to the reptile’s hissing. A sharp inhale went along with his finger, sliding in deep and wiggling around to coat the innards before a second digit slipped in. A groan came from Hamakei as the two spread apart his entrance. Jiak couldn’t wait any longer, pulling his fingers out and replacing it with the head of his shaft. While not as hard as he was before his first orgasm, he was rearing to go after being blue-balled for as long as he had been. The bounty hunter wasn’t no time in spearing apart the lizard’s ass, making him grunt and the other gasp. Not being gentle at all, he sunk every inch of his length into that tight ass, groaning lowly as it was gripped and massaged. Placing his beak on the other’s shoulder, he got to work.
	Using all of his cock, he pumped his hips, grunting at the slight struggle to push back in. Hamakei wasn’t quiet either, moaning and hissing as he was pushed towards the wall, his arms keeping him from falling onto it beak first. The reptile was pushing back as Jiak forced himself in, a hand holding the hip to help with that as the other ran along the smooth chest of the lizard. There was a light chuckling punctured by the heavy breathing Hamakei had. “Come on, give me more.”
	The hunter ground his beak as he stood to his height, grabbing a shoulder and hip and ramming himself in, pulling back and plunging in again hard. The reptile gasped, his forearm pushing against the wall to hold him as he looked back at the sweaty crow. Jiak hammered away at the milking hole, already feeling himself getting worked up enough for a second climax. Hamakei had to know what he was doing, squeezing at just the right times, pushing back into the thrusts, making it hard to resist the urge to finish. Not that the crow had much of a choice in the matter as he rutted, his balls drawing close again as he let out a cry of pleasure. His second load came rushing out, painting the inside of the lizard white with his cum. He ground himself in at the first one before he pounded a few more times, splaying his seed along his groin and that firm ass massaging him through orgasm when he hilted to finish. The crow shuddered from it, breathing labored as he rubbed at the shiny reptile under him. Both of them were soaking with sweat as it was as they rested for a bit. It wasn’t long before Jiak pulled his softening dick from the used rear, admiring the oozing seed as it spilled out. It ran down the crack and over the ridges on the balls. He liked watching it run over the ridges and dip between before it finally dripped from the bottom. There was a cough before hoarse chuckling as Hamakei stood on his slightly shaky legs.
	“Is t-that all you got?”
	This fucking lizard was truly testing the bounty hunter’s limits. A gasp and growl came from the reptile as the crow slapped that firm rump. His hands then grabbed the cloth and pulled it down roughly, nearly tripping the lizard up before he had turned around. Even amid the glare, Hamakei was flushed and Jiak let his gaze drop to the other’s groin. The pink, pointed headed length bobbed with pre leaking from the hooded tip. Bumps ran along the top of the large shaft and the ridges in the balls were actually rings, concentric about them. With a lazy smirk, the hunter responded. “Not in the least. Let’s get comfortable though.” That said, Jiak laid on the bed, waiting for the other to accompany him.
	The reptile just stood there at the edge of the bed. “I don’t ride.”
	The hunter sighed. “You don’t have to work, just lay on me and I’ll do the rest.” He had taken to jerking his member, trying to stiffen it up for the next round. It worked well enough as the lizard grumbled his way to laying on his back on top of the crow. Letting out a soft ‘oomph’ at the extra weight, he let Hamakei adjust himself before hands were reaching to his dick, pointing it up towards the entrance again. With a grin, Jiak pushed into the messy hole for a second time, shivering at feeling his cooling seed about his cock. Moving his legs a bit to get them angled, he used them to thrust deep into the reptile. A hiss came as he didn’t wait, pulling back and shoving in again. In and out repeatedly, ramming into his conquest as he licked and nipped at the other’s neck and shoulder. There were small inhales and groans as the lizard clamped on his shaft, seemingly too tired to recreate the feel from last time.
	The bounty hunter’s balls slapped up against Hamakei’s, the wet sounds of sex mingling with the already heavy scent of it. Jiak crooned, enjoying himself as he took pleasure with his lover. He let his hands roam along the other’s chest, feeling over muscle and dives between them. One of his hands wandered lower to the belly, running over it a few times before it slipped lower. He was about to grasp the cock there when a hand grabbed his.
	“D-don’t touch.” the reptile’s words were punctured by a thrust. Jiak frowned a bit, his hazy mind setting back the questions he’d have to dig for later. He pumped his hips a few more times before Hamakei spoke again. “I don’t like this position.” And with that, he maneuvered himself off of the crow, laying on his back beside him. The bounty hunter felt like his beak was going to crack from the tense grinding it had endured this entire time. With a growl, Jiak rolled himself over and got between the lizard’s legs, one of his own on the floor and raising the reptile’s hips. He aligned himself before ramming himself in to his hilt, grunting as he saw Hamakei grasp at the sheets. Using his irritation as a reason, the bounty hunter showed no mercy and pounded hard and fast into the other.
	Moaning and a few cries came from the reptile, his arms moving from laying on the bed, gripping sheets, to pushing and clawing at the wall above him. Somehow he was pushing back into the pumping. Jiak was already feeling the effects of the third round. His body ached, his cock ached, his balls ached. Even so, he could feel his pressure building again. Letting his hands caress the sweaty lizard, he couldn’t help but admire the irritating lover under him. They were two of a kind, in a sense, and the bounty hunter couldn’t claim to know many, or even any, other that made him think that. He pushed the legs up to try and plant them on the wall as well as he ground even deeper into the ass he was plowing. Harder and faster, he rutted, grunting and growling to moans and hisses. It took a bit but soon enough Jiak was hilted again, gasping as he released his third load into Hamakei. The warm seed was much less than the first two, but a decent amount from the spent crow. His breathing labored, he pulled out after he had finished, flopping onto the bed as he tried to get his bearings again.
	The two laid there, panting. The hunter couldn’t help but watch the gaping hole try to close, leaking his cum, watching it run down the other side of the cleft and soak into the bedspread. A bemused smile played at his beak as he gazed on his handy work. Then a foot pressed against him.
	“If you’re done, get out.”
	And there it was. No amount of civility to be had in Hamakei after a deal was done. As tired as he was, Jiak didn’t want to listen to the spiel he’d get if he stayed. With a groan, he stood on his shaking legs, ignoring the glare of the reptile. The stare was hot on his backside as he struggled into his clothes. Now fully dressed, the crow turned to look at the still flushed lizard laying on the bed.
	“Maybe we can do this more often.”
	“Get the hell out of my house.”
	Jiak knew he’d be back. And probably fucking Hamakei, sometimes. But who knew, things could play out differently. As he closed the door behind him, the crow let out another groan, this one of pain as he knew the trek back to town was going to take infinity longer this time.