Deep in the Australian outback lies a quaint little settlement called Junkertown. But that's where the quaintness ends. Dirty, grungy, harsh and overall chaotic, these are the words that describe this Australian settlement. All quite antithetical to its incoming visitor.

Just outside its border, a blue orb of light fizzled into existence. This strange anomaly caught the attention of two of Junker Town's most notorious residents, Roadhog and Junkrat. Riding on their modified speeder bike, they set off to see what all the commotion was all about.

The blue ball of light had been a surprise to the prospectors who first saw it. Soon word spread to other ravagers and scavengers, this wasn’t uncommon in Junkertown, much less the outback. The last major surprise came in the form of a hamster coming in a bit too hot and breaking a few buildings.

Roadhog still remembered the first time he saw the little furball fight, he was glad it had chosen to stay, and glad he was more up to his speed, unlike that bloke Winston. That big ape didn’t care hide nor hair for what o’l roadhog had to say about their little overwatch band of freaks.

Misfits galore riddled Junkertown’s population, and the little leonin coming out from the blue ball of light was gonna fit right in. As soon as Roadhog and his gang arrived on the scene, the blue ball was no more, leaving in its place Levinidas of the land of Chima, once more stuck in an impossibly alien realm, especially from his own.

Levinidas was clad in armor and clothing native to his tribe, and his homeland. Yet travels through the blind spaces between realms often left his garb torn and well used. He was dirty and tired from blindly hurtling through the multiverse, and his clothes weren’t doing as good.

Silence filled the clearing, no one made a step, not even Junkrat. All eyes were on Levinidas’ prone form as he lay there unmoving. Tension filled the arid mesa air, tension was palpable as almost everyone slowly moved their hands to their weapons, ready in case of battle.

“Aww man, another furball” Junkrat said from his sidecar “Probably another experiment from those loons on the moon” Silence continued, that is until coughing and hacking came from Levinidas who slowly raised his head, only to say one word.

“Water!” weakly moaned Levinidas before he collapsed again. As soon as he did, everyone made their move to capture him. Some came with chains, some with nets and some even came bearing nothing but their empty hands. That is until a single loud shot rang through the clearing, stopping everyone in their steps.

Roadhog stood where the sound came from, the barrel of his gun still smoking from the freshly shot round. Even Junkrat was dumbfounded as he watched from his sidecar, he never knew his friend to suddenly want something like this, especially something from those Horizon folk.

“He’s mine!” Roadhog’s voice rang loud enough for everyone to hear, it even almost made it back to the outpost tower outside Junkertown. Whoever had already made leeway to Levinidas’ prone body backed away slowly, all of them smart enough not to anger the most notorious enforcer in all of the continent.

No one batted an eye as Roadhog made his way to Levinidas. Levinidas was small for his kind, yet not as light. Heavy as a sack of rocks he would’ve been a challenge for anyone else to carry, not for Roadhog though, he lifted Levinidas in a  blink of an eye only to rest him on his shoulder like it was nothing.

As soon as everyone knew the quarry was gone, slowly every ravager, scavver, and interested party left to go back to whatever hole they came from. Roadhog and Junkrat however went back to Junkertown, with their guest in tow.

Roadhog’s abode was slowly coming into view as they rode home. It lay on the outer edge of Junkertown, unassuming and small unlike its owner. Junkrat opted to tag along, curious about the newcomer, giving a glance every so often only to see his unchanging knocked out face.

In the humble hut, Levinidas was laid onto Roadhog’s well worn bed, its stuffing already thinning from years of use. Roadhog gave Levinidas water every few hours, the first three of which left Junkrat uninterested. To which he took his leave and left Levinidas in Roadhog’s care.

The sun had already begun to dip when Levinidas started to stir. The change in demeanor elicited a sigh of relief from the large scavver. Roadhog sat patiently at the foot of the bed, staring intently at Levinidas.

Slowly, Levinidas opened his eyes, once again staring into an unknown ceiling, and an equally unknown face. All were alien to him, yet somewhat something he had already been used to. Too weak to say anything, his attempt to greet Roadhog only came out as weak grunts and writhing.

“Shhh” Roadhog said, caressing Levinidas’ full lion’s mane “You’re still too weak Visitor. Be glad I found you and not the other scavengers”

Levinidas Nodded in thanks before slowly drifting off into sleep once more. Relief washed over the leonin as the sound of his newest savior was like his last few. Welcoming and calming not unlike his brethren from Chima.

The next time Levinidas awoke was from the smell of food and the grumbling of his own stomach. Slowly he rose from where he layed, scanning the room for any sign of his savior, and of that savory smell.

Levinidas elected to look around, which meant standing up. The floor creaked with every step he took, and his stretching caused his satisfied mewling to be heard throughout the complex. The room was spartan, in the sense that it only had bedding and a dresser that seemed to have seen better days.

With nowhere else to go, Levinidas slowly opened the lone door at the corner of the room. He didn’t know what to expect, but the sight of a gas mask wearing chef’s apron was not one of them. Bewildering as the sight of Roadhog in an apron was, the smell of what he was cooking was his bigger concern.

“Finally awake, eh sleepyhead?” Roadhog said turning off the stove “Take a seat, breakfast is almost ready”

Levinidas took heed and quietly made his way to the table. Levinidas didn’t notice at first, but there was a certain aesthetic to everything he had seen from the bedding, to the table, it was as if everything was cobbled together, a patchwork of metal and plastic, something akin to the workings of the crocodile tribe back home.

Ruminating had to wait as suddenly a plate towering with eggs and some sort of cake fell on the table in front of Levinidas. The subtle smell of salt mixing with a tangy sweetness floored Levinidas’ senses attesting to his hunger.

“Well, what’re you waiting for?” Roadhog said taking a seat across from the leonin “Dig in!”

“Thank you!” Levinidas said, or at least tried to as he began to scarf down on the mountain of food before him. Hunger took precedence before any of his questions, and Roadhog was more than willing to feed the hungry visitor.

“So, where ya from?” The question hung in the air as Roadhog spun a fork between his thick fingers, the fork leisurely making leeway around his fingers which surprised Levinidas.

“I am from the land of Chima,” Levinidas replied, choking on the last word after eating too fast. “Where pray tell, am I my savior?”

“Welcome to the land down under” Roadhog said as if that explained everything “More precisely Junkertown”

“And what is the land down under?” Levinidas asked before taking another spoonful of the eggs at the base of the plate.

“Oh you really are not from around here are you?” Roadhog said before going into storied detail about the earth, continents and finally Australia. Roadhog got the basics down with as much as he knew from fighting those overwatch folks around the world and from riding with Junkrat.

As Roadhog was finishing regaling tales of his past and of the world, Levinidas stared up with awestruck eyes at the story. He was so enthralled by Roadhog’s story he hadn’t even noticed his plate was already empty.

As Roadhog regaled the young leonin of the tales of the Overwatch and the Omnic wars, with a few sprinkling of personal hijinks in between, Levinidas ought to share stories of his own. He told stories of his own plight, of how he was thrown through the cosmos and time lost to his homeland of Chima, only to end up on this plane of existence.

“That’s rough buddy” Roadhog said scratching his chin “You can stay here as long as you like, in the meantime you need a job if you want a way back” the mention of a job puzzled Levinidas at first, unsure how one such as he would be able to make a living being an alien to this realm.

Roadhog caught wind of the Leonin’s concerned look, and his masked face lit up as if there was a lightbulb where his face should’ve been “You know I do have an idea how to get you home”

“Wait?! Realy?!” Levinidas was all ears at this point, if it meant he would get home back to his people, he would do anything. And Roadhog already guessed this.

“Stay with me here” Roadhog said gesturing around him “Be my pet, and I can get the greatest minds money can buy to build us a way to get you home”  a sly smile unknown to Levinidas had grown on Roadhog’s face at this point.

The leonin was speechless. That’s all? Stay here with a handsome hunk and he gets a chance at getting home? He eagerly nodded, continuing to scarf down the remainder of the food which Roadhog happily put out.

Laughing heartily at Levinidas’ acceptance of the offer, he continued to tell even more stories. Fights with made apes, angels, and even cowboys. All which were almost alien to Levinidas, save for him imagining Roadhog at the center of every story. His half naked hero fighting for whatever he was talking about.

Levinidas always enjoyed stories told of ancient heroes, yet this was one of the rare moments he was hearing a story straight from the same hero's mouth. Granted, Roadhog didn’t sound all that heroic, nor did he look heroic as well; yet this was still exciting for him. A little too exciting for Levinidas it seemed.

Roadhog was never one to be shy, heck no one could even see his face. Yet the exciting stories and the delicious food seemed to have riled up his visitor in more ways than one. Levinidas’ excitement was clearly visible under his well worn and torn britches which left his host blushing under his mask.

“Ummm” Roadhog finally said, breaking the sudden awkward silence “Would you like some privacy with that?” Levinidas was confused at what Roadhog meant until his gaze followed his finger and where it pointed.

Levinidas had yellowish brown fur, yet suddenly his tawny coat reddened around his face in shame and embarrassment as he noticed a small but noticeable bulge forming in his pants. He immediately closed his legs and buried his face in his palms, mortified at his state.

“I’m so sorry” he mumbled through his buried face “I’m not usually like this, I’m so sorry..” Yet his apologies were halted by Roadhog’s hand slowly caressing his pale crimson mane.

“Don’t worry kitty” Roadhog said “I like you too, if you’ve already guessed” which only made the leonin blush even more and yelp at how suddenly intimate he and savior became.

Words were lost to Levinidas like an ancient tongue, only making incoherent noises as Roadhog's thick and calloused hands slowly caressed his mane. Babbling was one word to describe Levinidas in this moment, but for Roadhog it was adorable.

"Now, I have a proposition" Roadhog's words were practically an echo to Levinidas in his stupor as the large Aussie broke contact and strode off back into the bedroom "Come meet me in my bedroom if you want to hear it"

Gruff, domineering, strapping; all words that described Roadhog as he walked and talked. All the kind of words that described Levinidas' perfect partner, or rather top. Just thinking about it left Levinidas with knees ready to melt like jelly.

Thoughts ran through Levinidas’ mind like a train ready to veer off the rails. He sat there contemplating what to do, should he take Roadhog’s offer? Or should he refuse? Was this some sort of test? Yet the growing tent in his torn pants seemed to choose for him as a wet spot began to form at the peak of the tent.

As if entranced in a spell, Levinidas stood from his seat. Each step felt like a hundred as his heartbeat rang like a bell with every beat. Levinidas didn’t believe he was doing this again, but then again, a new world tended to be a new experience, especially in bed.

Levinidas walked into the room already worried and blushing, yet the leash Roadhog held seemed to make him even more excited “Since you chose to grace me with your presence, I bet that means you’re open to listen to my offer?” Roadhog’s question emphasized with a crack in the air as he pulled the leash taut between his large hands.

Levinidas could only reply with an eager nod as he sheepishly played with his hands “Now strip!” Roadhog’s voice suddenly boomed which only made the shy leonin jump in place. He immediately complied by stripping off the tattered rags he called clothes, with nothing but the fur on his body, he stood naked sporting a hard on. Roadhog was wearing his signature mask, yet one could feel his grin as he stared at his new plaything.

“Ah beautiful” the rasp in Roadhog’s voice sounded like music to Levinidas’ ears, enough so that his tail began to curl around his leg. Roadhog then proceeded to approach Levinidas, making short laps around the naked leonin as if examining a new piece of hardware, a new piece of meat.

Unbeknownst to Levinidas, Roadhog was biting his lips as his eyes landed on Levinidas’ virgin ass. After a few moments, Roadhog suddenly knelt in front of Levinidas, his masked face now level with the leonin’s hard cock. Levinidas’ breathing quickened as he felt Roadhog’s hand begin to travel along his thighs, caressing as they made their way to his balls.

Rather than moans of pleasure, Levinidas’ yelped in pain as Roadhog suddenly pressed something cold to his balls. Levinidas’ cock softened at the sudden surge of pain, pain which receded as soon as whatever pressed themselves up to his privates were gine. Levinidas’ couldn’t help but look down at Roadhog to see what he was planning on doing, which ended up to be something he would have little say in.

Roadhog’s free hand snapped at Levinidas’ maw, clasping on a muzzle on the poor leonin which surprised Levinidas. Yet not as surprised at the feeling of the cold metal that came into contact with his now flaccid cock.

“Just getting you trussed up for me” Roadhog was calm as he said this, as calm as a person who had done this countless times before. One shouldn’t have been surprised at his propensity for bondage gear with how he dressed, gimp mask and all.

Unable to say no, not that he would’ve, Levinidas stood still as more metal began to encase his cock. With how big Roadhog’s hands were, Levinidas couldn’t get a view on what was happening. Yet one can already guess where this is going.

“Ta-da!” Roadhog said, removing his hands from Levinidas’ crotch as if presenting a new invention. Where Levinidas’ cock once was, now laid a metal prison that encased his member.  The sight of the chastity cage made Levinidas mewl like a kitten at the sight of how pathetic his already diminutive cock looked like now caged and docile.

A small yowl escaped Levinidas’ maw as his hands tried to pry the cage off of his member, yet something in the back of his mind liked it; he enjoyed being powerless, being helpless, being someone’s plaything. HIs hands continued to fruitlessly feel the metal of the cage.

It was made of metal like wrought iron. Shoddily made of scrap iron and cleaned with polish it seemed more akin to someone’s personal garage project than something to place between someones’ legs. Yet it wholeheartedly screamed Roadhog at the sight of its crude make and the welding lines, as if a testament of its owner's own panache.

Looking up, Levinidas couldn’t help but look even more helpless, unable to say anything, especially when Roadhog hoisted him once again and dropped him like a rock on the bed. The entire bed creaked when Levinidas was promptly deposited on it, yet it threatened to give out when Roadhog went on it as well, minus his pants now.

Levinidas was on his back at this point, staring straight down only to see Roadhog’s now erect cock practically placed above his own caged member. Salivating was one word to describe Levinidas as he eyed the large member. Potent musk filled the room unlike any he had smelled before, enough to floor his senses and to cause his member to try and break free from its wrought iron prison.

Pre leaked from the tip of the cage as Roadhog flipped levinidas onto his front, which managed to snap Levinidas from his musk induced stupor only to get a faceful of worn pillow to the face. He tried to stand up only for a hand to firmly press his head back down. Standing was not an option for our leonin.

Roadhog raised Levinidas tail, only forcing the leonin’s head deeper into the old bedding. Levinidas was unable to look back as his legs were spread and he felt something cold and wet flow down his tailhole, which only made him shudder in both anticipation and fear of what comes next.

A pair of hands grabbed Levinidas by the ass cheeks, spreading them. The sudden exposure of his asshole made him shiver, invisible wind nipped at his raised asshole. Yet the cold would soon subside as something war began to rib itself between his spread cheeks. Something long, hard and warm. Levinidas knew exactly what it was.

“Hope you’re ready to fulfill your end of the contract” Roadhog said with anticipation in his voice “I know I am!” and with that, Roadhog thrusted his cock, effortlessly burying an inch into Levinidas’ ass. Soon the thrusting became more and more powerful, and with it his sizable belly was slapping against Levinidas back akin to how Roadhog’s balls were slapping against his.

The pain was easy to handle at first for Levinidas, a slight spread; yet as soon as the second came, came a third then a forth. Over and over of Roadhog forcing his meaty member into Levinidas right hole had him moaning and crying into his muzzle. Yet he enjoyed it, some carnal pleasure was derived from this wanton fucking. He felt Roadhog get deeper and deeper with every thrust, as if hitting a button that spread ecstasy throughout his system.

Soon Levinidas was leaking like a faucet as he was mercilessly fucked into the bed. Thrust after thrust both moaned in pleasure, until Roadhog hilted deep in Levinidas. Roadhog’s belly practically pinned Levinidas down as Roadhog released load after load of his seed deep into Levinidas’ belly. The sudden build up of pressure caused Levinidas to cum his own ruined orgasm, its meek fluid weakly leaking down onto the already stained sheets.

Rather than say anything, Roadhog collapsed in a heap next to Levinidas, cock still buried deep in the leonin. Both passed out from exhaustion, yet it seemed Levinidas was eager to see how much more he could do for the scavver in the future.