Territory of the Wolf and Undead

[Reno]

Further mortified at his brother's administrations, Roxas' ears and neck too started to turn pink, feeling almost ashamed in himself. How foolish was he, to think up such a ploy? However, he gained some surprising support that boosted some of his confidence.
"O-Ooooh! Brother please!" Sora cried, "Please just... d-do anything!"
A gentle hand ran through the brunette locks to soothe him, feeling how his body shivered with desire. His own member had grown as well simply in empathy. "Brother, though misluck and bad fortune we have already fallen... we already have no hope of reaching Heaven - so what came it harm?"

There was a pause between them all, but they could see their brother wavering, his rules slowly crumbling as he instead stuttered it couldn't work now based upon physical proportions. Sora groaned softly, then glanced back, his blue eyes darkened by passion. "How do you not know if you have not yet tried? Did the inventors get far if they did not believe even the insane might not come together?" He licked his lips, then smiled coyly, fangs shimmering even in the dark. "And brother... look upon you. You are the only one of us not yet heightened to pleasure... and from the look about you I can see you desire it so." He reached back, his claws curling around his Ventus' erection and squeezing it some, running his hands along it. "It would be snug... but that is not so bad, is it?"

[Rikugurl]

Ven swallowed as Sora finally turned his head around, their eyes meeting and the blonde gasping at the look upon Sora's face. He had never seen such a look, only once upon Xion when one of their sessions got too overdone and he would of taken her then and there if he had not known his place. His days of luxury would be hung if the mistress bore a servant's child.

But he would not give Sora a child, not having to worry so much upon that. If Sora were but a woman, he would know he would of had to dealt with raising his sister's son and his nephew.
But at the tug, his blush only amounted more from the blood which was not his own. "Aaah....!!" He shuddered, his fingers slowly pulling from Sora's buttocks. He was sure since he got himself into this mess, he was demanded to finish it and rightfully so.

"I s-suppose you are correct, brother..." Ventus spoke, his voice shaking as the fingers left his length. His own took over, slowly guiding the tip towards the muscles that seemed to be a bit more relaxed. Fingers shifted the skin around his head, making him moan as it was pulled back to reveal a weeping slit and a broad head. "B-brace yourself then..." He said before swallowing again as the tip of his length pressed against the ring. His eyes closed as his lips tightened, praying to God to forgive him, before slowly apply more pressure to puncture through.

[Reno]

"N...naaah...." Sora moaned softly, feeling the pressure at his anus, knowing simply from the feel of it it was no longer Ven's hand pressing there. He breathed out a bit nervously though still willing as his brother warned him to hold place, nails digging into the sheets hard enough to puncture them. "Ha...ahh..." He shut his eyes tightly, sweat running down his brow, his face turning quickly from pleasure to pain. Maybe this was not too well of an idea.

"Sora...?" Roxas asked softly, in concern his knuckles a contrasting gentle caress compared to the pain splitting him in half below.
"I am alright..." But even Ven knew it was far from the truth as he hesitated. The youngest blonde frowned, feeling even worse for suggesting it now that it was causing someone he cared for harm. It just... something was missing - a piece of the recipe was not in place.

That was when he remembered... a certain embarrassing conversation after being caught red-handed in a very shameful act in the recesses of the barn.
"You know... they say Women get wet, ya know?"
"Wet?" Roxas was saying, hidden int he shadows as he pulled up his clothes.
"Yeah, down there!"
"Down... there...?"
"Ya knoooow?" He called suggestively, and Roxas stumbled from the shadows, blushing brightly.
"You are not suggesting... How could even come across... I...I!!"
"Well 'mate'" He said, the British slang not suiting for Rai's thick African slur, "If there's no wet, it's too dry. Like plowing the lands without the rains. It ain't fun. I sometimes try it with water, ya know? Feels good, ya know?"
"I... we should not be holding such a brutish conversation! Come we have chores to do!" Roxas cried, stumbling from the barn, completely mortified by the guffaws behind him. Had Hayner and Raijin ever met, and Rai were a white man, they probably would of come together as friends quite swimmingly.

But that sparked some thought. Women got wet... but the only time men did was when they ejaculated. The semen Sora and he himself spread had already gone dry and rather quickly and Ven's pre-ejaculate was doing little to help. They needed more...
Then he thought of dinner and smiled.
"Hold yourself brother I have a great thought!" The youngest said, slipping from under Sora with such haste the brunette tumbled onto the bed. They were baffled as Roxas hastily threw on his pants, hissing only slightly at the pressure it caused his lower regions. "Make yourselves comfortable, I won't be but a moment!"

Leaving them upon the bed he dashed from the room, trying to be quick and soundless. He kept his ears open for any sounds, his training as a slave keeping him well hidden when need be - which was only once when a wolf strayed his path though it took no notice of him. He had learned the value of remembering paths as well, so it was of little difficulty for him to find himself back into the dining room, thankfully very empty. He had believed it to be so because the instruments were still silent. He gather a tray from the table, laden with delicacies, and with as much care as before headed back to the room, thankfully unspotted.

When he returned to their quarters, he was not too surprised to find they had truly found comfort. Sora was laying upon the bed with his wrists captured to it, Ven hovering over him and kissing him senseless, their lower bodies rutting together so deliciously it made his own member pulse. He had had his fill though, he needed to help Ven find his. This was not time for selfishness.

They heard his approach as the tray was set down and their eyes fell upon him then it in curiosity. "Haa... custard?" Sora panted some, baffled.
"Yes. Still warm even." Peculiar he thought, but it was possibly the magic of this place.
"Brother I do not think it is time for food."
This time, Roxas seemed gleeful as he disrobed and added his weight to the old bed, proud he had outdone his normally creative twin as he picked up the pastry. "This is not for eating brother." He was giddy as his mirror twin demanded of him to explain what he was up too. He split the dessert in half and laid his hand underneath, the gel-like, lukewarm liquid coating his hand the sweet scent making him lick his lips. He had always had a taste for sugary foods.
"We must make up for what we do not have brothers. We do not get wet... so we must make ourselves so." The blonde said logically, before, with little warning, he curdled his hand around Ven's erection, and the blonde shouted in pleasure from the warmth and the attention as Roxas lathered him carefully and fully. When he pulled away he moved more tentatively this time, running his warm fingers along his other brother's buttocks, lathering the ring of muscles with care.
"O-Ooooooh..." Sora moaned softly, body arching some.

[Rikugurl]

Blue eyes watched as his brother rushed out the door, wondering what on earth he was interested in. What idea could he of thought? With a frown, he reluctantly pull his head from what little muscle it could squeeze past. "I knew it would not work as such. How do they call it unlawful if it cannot be done? Men can only please women..." Ventus spoke but as Sora laid on his back, revealing his beautiful body to the blonde, Ventus could hardly keep himself.

His claws wrapped around the wrists of the other, leaning over him as their lips clashed. Between their fiery kiss, Ven tried to speak some. "I will...mmm... do....ahh... what I..... nnngggh...can to.... mmmmmmm please you brother~" His breath was heavy against Sora's lips before he pulled away completely, starting to suck and lightly bit on the flesh of his neck. Their lengths started to shift against each other before their hips started to move in a pace that was unthinkable.

The time on the old clock by the door sped unknowingly to them before they heard some clatter, making them look over to see that their youngest had returned. The two paused their actions, Ventus slowly pulling away from the brunette as he stood on his knees, giving Roxas a peculiar look. "What is it that you are up to then?" He asked and we was given an unexpected answer and then "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!" He called as his hips jerked into the hand that was lathering him, finding the warmth pleasuring yet awkward. Why was he placing sweets on his penis!?

But then he realized what his brother meant. Having done such things with a woman, he knew what Roxas meant about them getting wet. It was arousing and the smell of it made him go mad, not understanding why. All he knew was that she was wishing for it and he could give it to her if it were not for their role in the house. But now, this... sweetness could act as such wetness that women could produce. If it were majick that was keeping this warm, he knew that the cool air would dry it soon. Without much wait, he leaned over his brunette brother once more, fingers trying not to smear any of the liquid off as he aimed it to the lathered ring.

This time, his head pushed through. "OOOOOOOOOOH!!" Ventus cried as the tight muscles wrapped around him, making his vision go dark.

[Reno]

"A-Ah!" Sora gasped, his eyes going wide as Ven positioned himself was more... and suddenly slipped into him. His mouth opened wide but soundless body arching as his claws gripped the pillow he lay on. His eyes shut moments later, breathing hard as the other continued to move, slowly... slowly... the walls shifted willingly, and he started to feel full. It was a strange feeling, not one he could really describe with any sensation he may of previously felt.

"Ooh...Ohhh..." He moaned softly, enjoying the calls of his second brother, and when he paused enough for him to gain some breath his eyes opened slowly. He smiled up at the face looking down at him, purring gently, "You are quite stunning brother..."

But this time, it was Roxas' turn to feel left out as he sat to the side, only able to watch. Sex was not for three people as far as he learned. Instead his hand coated with the custard wrapped around his length and pumped it, and he moaned gently at what warmth was left before he raised it to his face, sucking the digits slowly clean while his other hand started to pump himself. His eyes never left his brother's though, watching their expressions, desiring their cries. "Mmm..." He moaned gently, wantonly. Unable to hold it in. He had already been given so much how could he be so selfish as to want more?!

[Rikugurl]

Sharp claws dug into the tanner skin, blood not his running down his body and upon the bed to become stains like many others that they had made already in this night. If they had their own mind, they would wonder if the two ancient lovers, wherever they may be now, were frowning upon them for spoiling their sheets. Ventus could not care as the tight walls only drove his erection to pulse more, not knowing if he could keep it up much longer before spilling. His lustful eyes looked down at his brother lovingly, his tongue lolling out as he panted harshly.

He continued on and on, panting and moaning until he was fully inside, sweat rolling down his chest and back as the blonde hair around his ears and neck were dark with it. He knew if his heart were beating, it would be out of his chest by now. A sin that could not be taken back, could not be cleaned or confessed. If becoming such a wicked creature was not damning enough, thus surely secured their appointment in Hell. Sodomy and incest as they defied God their soul....

"As are you..." Ventus panted out as he had to pause, allowing Sora to relax with was was inside him. Was this enough to completely touch that part? Was he not going mad from pleasure? Or must he find that switch once more. As they took their time of piece, they could hear the soft calls and sounding of their other brother, making them glance to watch him pleasure himself solo. But it was Ventus who grew a wicked grin, knowing of another trick that could make them become one again.

Slowly, one of his hands left Sora's hip and gently went to mouth. "Young brother," He began as his clean thumb ran over Sora's swollen lips. "look at how fair and soft Sora's lips are. Certainly they are smooth and lush, his mouth hot and wet... mocking what pleasure I am feeling. I am sure it would be reasonable to use them...upon your own self." Was it Satan himself talking through his voice?

[Reno]

Sora smiled, flushing happily at the compliment the other spared him, taking a few deep breathes as his body seemed to wrap around the length within him. He had never dreamed such a thing could be possible... and he like Ven worried what hell they would face come their dying day.

Or would they truly? Even the words of God - even thought it is terrible to imagine - get spewed around like the dirty talk of kitchens maids beyond the door. Speech was the most powerful ally of a human... was also it's worst enemy. He knew for sure that God's greatest gift, greatest desire of them - besides their Faith - was love. And who was to say sodomy was really a sin? He loved his brothers... and this was their expression of it. Was that truly wrong?

He could not wonder over this long before he heard the gentle, muffled calls as well, turning his head to see another sight that stole his breath. Even though they were a reflection of one another Sora had never mistaken one for the other. Roxas' skin was just a shade less pale, his hair less outgrown - cropped regularly - and his body lashed with scars neither brother had to receive. But more so. His tone, his movements and the passion in his eyes... they too were different. So he was stunning in different ways from them as well.

His eyes dilated at Ven's suggestion, such an idea to most sounding repulsive but strangely for he, he could feel his mouth watering. "Yes." He agreed hungrily, looking to Roxas and smiling. "It is not right for you to sit aside and be forgotten. Come hence brother, I will be sure to offer you well."
The blonde's cheeks darkened but he nodded tentatively, shifting over on the bed until his body was perpendicular to Sora's own. He breathed unsteadily as a tan hand grasped him "Are... are you sure this is alright for you brother?" He squeaked out.
"You ask now?" The brunette laughed but smiled confidently. "I am showing you my love brother - I will do anything to accomplish that. This is nothing." And before another protest could be made he swiped his tongue out, licking the head. It tasted salty, he noticed immediately, hearing Roxas gasp above him. He paused and glanced to Ven, "You may move brother, I am alright." And then, transfixing his attention back to his task at hand he opened his mouth before closing it around the head of the penis. Just like their claws did, Sora's fangs receded as not to cause harm to the breakable skin.
"A-aaah!!" Roxas cried back arching at the amazing sensation.

[Rikugurl]

He was a tad shocked that Sora was so alright with the idea he had come up with his perverted mind, seeing that it was alright with Roxas as well. When his blonde brother joined them, he smiled before leaning into him, sucking on his ear as Sora took his length. He pulled away however when Sora spoke to him, telling him it was alright to start moving once more. He nodded and with his hand back to his brother's hip before slowly pulling out.

"Ohh....aah Sooora..." Ventus panted as he pulled out more, his dilated eyes watching the act of his other two brothers. The sweat on his body started to fall down quicker as he became warmer with passion and lust, now feeling lewd himself for now he was committing voyeurism. He did not care as his length was crying out to be released, the knot in his gut overwhelming before he pushed through the walls a bit faster, making his breath escape him. "Ooooooooh!! God!" His body shuddered all over, the warm liquid making him feel like he was burning.

The palest of the brothers leaned over the tannest, making Sora's body shift some as the length was slowly pulled out of him. The cracks that broke hardly bled for the sugar lapped it up quickly. A tongue reached out, tasting the saltiness of his brother skin before he started to suck upon his neck. The length was pushed in harder, faster and to an angle that seemed to delight him greatly.

[Reno]

"Mmmm..." Sora moaned softly as Ven moved, his eyes rolling some, not knowing what work he was doing upon his other brother from the vibrations his voicebox caused. But he certainly heard his cries.
"Oooooh! Sora!" Fingers fell into his hair for what seemed little reason, running through brunette hair soothingly as a tongue ran along the slit of his member, making his hips jerk in surprise. He had little control he knew. He felt greedy, remembering how much he had eaten at the table and here and now he was a glutton for lust. So many sins he committed in just a few hours time...

And how funny it was how little he cared.

It was hard for Sora to continue his task though, especially when Ven bent over him and shoved his way through his body once more. He cried loudly as his whole body jerked towards the other, his voice muffled but both teenagers took notice. Ven had found that spot again. The brunette broke away from the member, panting, just long enough to gasp out, "Oh there! Again brother... please again!"

[Rikugurl]

One could not describe the feeling one gets when someone begs you in such a way to continue a deed that was so dirty. It made shivers run down his body and the knot in his gut about to break. "AH!! S-SORA!" Ventus called as he pulled away from his brother's neck, realizing that he had finally lost control of his hips. They went without notice, pulling away to make his length pull out the muscles some before thrusting back inside, feeling the walls quickly move yet twitch against his pulse.

Their bodies shook, the bed squeaking some as heavy and harsh pants splayed out over the pillow. "Oh god! OH GOD!" The blonde cried, literally tears forming around the edges of his eyes as he hissed, feeling that sensation that was going to send him over the top. He was finally having sex... and with his own brother. He was going to spill his seeds inside knowing that nothing would become of them and that was fine with him.

But what was wicked was Sora's walls suddenly clenched onto him like a vice grip when he thrust in one last time, deep enough to hit that spot head on. "SORRAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" He called out into the room, semen shooting through his length and out the head, filling up what little space that was left. His hips jerked uncontrollably as his tongue hung out, his eyes roll back as he rode out the feeling before burrowing his forehead into his brother's shoulder.

[Reno]

"V-Ventus! Oh VEN!!!!" Sora yelled, his legs raised to wrap around that waist, completely forgetting about his job as he concentrated now on thrusting his hips towards the other, the pleasure over taking him in waves. He reached up to grip the other's shoulders, tugging him closer, enjoying his heat as they did their shameful act. He looked up at Ventus, his vision blurred at the edges as the haze of pleasure drowned him and arching his back, shuddering as the pool in his gut became too much. "Oh God... oh dear GOD!"

His whole body seized up once more, reaching the edge and that pleasurable spot was hit hard. He shut his eyes, sweaty brunette hair splaying along the sheets as he screamed, "VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!" And for a second time, he dirties himself with his own semen, feeling it splattered between himself and his other brother this time. He shook and jerked some afterward, panting hard before finally his legs fell and he slumped onto the mattress, feeling pleasantly tired. He smiled lazily, running his fingers through Ven's hair, but in the back of his mind he remembered there was something else he needed to do...

He was reminded of it when he was given a gentle kiss on the forehead, and Ven roused slightly when he felt the same lips kissing his shoulder, gentle hands caressing their bodies... but their youngest brother's harsh breathes reminded him he was still very aroused, so close to the edge it was probably painful. "I will just finish myself," Came a shy mumble realizing they were finished for the night, but he squeaked loudly when Sora gripped him and with a tug brought the blonde to sprial along the sheets beside him.
"Nonsense! Only the cruel would desert you like that Roxas!"

[Rikugurl]

"Haaa..... haaa......haaooh....." Ven panted as his high was now gone, his body still shivering and shuddering from his first real encounter. It was absolutely amazing, now seeing why such perverted men wish to get this kind of feeling from the whores in the area. He knew in a clear mind that he wouldn't be so open, that his love would still only be captured by one. This sort of love was different. His pressed his face against the side of Sora's, his other hand rubbing the other's cheek. "Haa.... b-brother..." He whispered softly, enjoying his warmth.

It felt right in the most awkwardest of ways.

But he paused as he felt a kiss on his bare shoulder, his tired eyes glancing up to see a still very heated blonde. He shifted some as Sora spoke, slowly pulling himself from the inside, making both of them raise goosebumps. His blue eyes, still dark, glanced at the one window that was still open to the west. The sky was getting light and he knew they didn't have much time. "Pardon me..." He spoke softly as he pushed himself off the bed, his legs wobbly at first before he headed to the door, minding the webs before he closed the shutters. It made the room extremely dark, their only light being from the first still going.

When he returned, he saw Sora leaning over, continuing his job with his mouth. "Here, let me help..." Came a tired offer as Ven crawled back onto the bed, not minding the semen on his abdomen. When Sora pulled away a bit, Ventus leaned in, he too starting to suck and slightly tug on the skin of Roxas's length as Sora started to lick the head once more.

[Reno]

OOC: This is what happens when I write at work... XDDD

Though tired, Sora knew it would only be gracious to help his sibling, especially since it was thanks to his ingenuity that he and Ven were able to connect on such a level. So when his first brother left his side to tend to the windows, Sora got to his knees, greedily swallowing the standing length, hearing the audible gasp that emitted barely a moment later. Claw tipped fingers ran through his hair, down his neck and following the trial of his spine, making the brunette hum in pleasure.
“N-Naaaah…” The blonde groaned, his eyes dilated some as his hips twitching upwards into the pleasurable mouth. Had his heart been beating though it would have skipped a few when he heard the soft sound of his reflection asking to join as well, Sora making room to allow him to. He shook as he felt another mouth on his length, his toes curling as teeth and lips and a warm tongue assaulted him with pleasure.

Finally it was Sora’s turn to be a little wicked as he grinned, pulling away only to kiss along the soft line of hair leading up to the blonde’s chest. He felt his body quivering as Roxas moaned deeply, a hand caressing Ven’s head while the other wrapped about his other brother, enjoying their attention and warmth. “V-Ventus…” He did not notice a hand sneaking to the tray just past his shoulder, claws breaking a pastry with ease and becoming coated in the wet, warm sugary mixture. He did however take note of the claws running down along his crack, his breathing jumping some as they shoved into him quickly, the walls tightening around them on instinct.

“Soooraa….” The blonde whimpered shaking some as the fingers dug deeper, knowing what his brother must be searching for while his other sibling continued his ministrations with his mouth. There was a gentle sucking on his neck a little below his ear making his body give a great shudder, the pool in his gut increasing. Then two things happened at once – Ven wrapped his lips around his head and started to suck, hard, and Sora fingers finally found what they were searching for, rubbing against the little ball of nerves within him. It was too much. “A-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” It was proficient that Ven needed not to breathe to live any longer, or else the semen invading his mouth may have choked him. Instead it was simple enough to swallow down, and pull away. Sora chuckled, helping Roxas lay down as the blonde panted for breath, his eyes closing in content. Feeling tired himself he too laid down, Ven soon joining them and they wrapped their arms about one another, holding each other close much as they used to in their youth – though never naked and not once after doing such acts.

But with the sun rising and their exhaustion growing none of them cared to protest and soon they were falling into dream land.


But as the sun rose… in the forest so did a man. He looked about the strewn bodies of others – men, women, even a few children – and quietly stepped away from them and through the trees. He thought he had escaped all notice but one, sleep disturbed from worrying thoughts, watched him go silently. Fear coiled within her, and after she had ascertained he had gained distance, she stood as well and followed, her nose – thought weaker in this form – had no trouble following the scent of the man. She was not fooled by his path that would trick almost any good hunting dog, her steps practically falling on the exact spot his did as she copied them. Jumps over rocks and logs, backstepping around rivers. It was of little effort, something trained into her quickly as her scenting ability was one of the best of the pack – which was why they often made her a scouter. One for danger and one for prey, whenever the need arised for either or.

Unfortunately, Terra too was not too fooled that he was being followed and as he paused at a tree, jumping into it before bouncing back down, holding a bundle within his arms, he spun and snarled, his testiness at her mate spilling to her. “What do you wish for?”
His right hand appeared from the shadows of the trees, looking about the area nervously as if she expected the vines to snap at her. The brunette paused than relaxed, a puzzled frown upon his face. Never in their years together had he seen her so spooked. “Aqua…? Whatever is the matter with you?”
She bit her lip, swiping up blood when she accidently broke the skin, before staring at the clothes within his hands knowing he planned to go into town today. It was a luxury they also had over the vampires – the ability to embrace both night and day and no one enjoyed outings to the town moreso then the brunette. He used to place a ruse upon it, that he was going to look for new members of the pack, appraise them with his eyes – but everyone even his father and mother – who knew that he only went to town to pleasure himself with reading of the tombs of the library and the cafes where he may study in silence or meet intellectuals of which to share pleasantries with. She knew it was only the goodness of Ida’s heart that kept Hatori from stopping these antics, letting him keep these little pleasures. And of course it was his knowledge that seemed to always bring him back with some sort of game for the pack to snack on in the lazy afternoons, traps flawlessly hidden but safely tucked so as not to snare a lycan. But so soon after his last visit.

She looked at his face praying to whatever deity would listen he would see her and help her. “You should rest more, you were harmed.”
Terra snorted, shaking his head. “You sound as if you are my mother, not my companion. I am fine.”
“Yet, you went not two moon rises ago, why ever could you need to go again?”
A peculiar look overtook his face, Terra thinking of the night of the battle just before, remembering the look about the boy who had spared him and baffled him so. Most newborns never even hesitated, that hate raw in their hearts driving them to near insanity. He knew – he had seen some fall to them. “I… must be enlightened on something that has been troubling my head.”
“But-“
“Why are you so interested yet you have never been before? Aqua, what is truly bothering you?”
“………….. It is Xigbar.”
“Ah.” The brunette said flippantly, and with little paused started to dress himself, the clothes feeling pleasant upon his skin. The shirt was getting a little tight, meaning he would have to find a new one.
“Terra please open your ears for me!”
“They have not been closed, speak your piece.” He said, buttoning his pants.
“He… he has given me an ultimatum. I must mate with him soon… or he will attempt to injure possibly murder my brother.”
“I see… then you know what you must do.”
“No… I-I cannot! He will treat me harshly, with little respect and care. He will not care for any dear needs I have… or understand me on a level plane. Not as you do. Terra you have... risen me to a plateau everyone said I could grasp – now so close I cannot just let myself fall!”
His eyes saddened for his friend, but he shook his head. “Aqua, I have no claim to you other then you being my delta. I did so not only because your companionship is desired and your skill is great, but to spare you any unnecessary grief for as long as I was able. But I knew it was temporary. That traitor knows no mercy and has no care for us… it was only a matter of time before he turned his ways to sin for your attention.”
“Then… then Terra…” Aqua walked forward gripping his collar, her eyes pleading. “Then claim me now! Here, upon this floor, this fall’s noon!”
“Aqua I-“ He started but then her lips were on his, desperate as she held onto him. He groaned softly, her curves desirous, the scent of her rising heat making his body temperature rise as he brought her near her soft breasts brushing his shirt. A growl rippled from his chest, gripping her head as he dominated the kiss, and as her hips pressed into his where his length was already straining on his pants, her scent hitting him so quick he knew had he not of placed on his clothes he would have lost this battle. He would have thrown her to the forest floor and taken her, damn the rules.

And then, not even his father would have been able to stop the pack as they killed him and her for treason.

He pushed her away, panting harshly, her mimicked smell of heat making his mouth water for a taste, her body naked and needy before him. Women were cunning creatures they were and she never failed to remind him how shamed he was for losing that fight. What a great mate she was – quick and smart, beautiful and daring. He did not know if he truly loved her, but he enjoyed her to be about him, would have prided a family with her and all her qualities that made her more like a man then a woman that made him glad he treated her as if she was so. Nothing infuriated him more about Xigbar then this. He did not appreciate her – did not see who she was. He saw her as a tool and he would take her and break her. Rape was, unfortunately, not a treason when between mates.
“We cannot Aqua. This is not the right way.”
“We can run away together! Start a pack all our own!” She disagreed, her words brave. “You and I and Sai…”
“We cannot break the bond we have with my father. He will find us. You know this.”
“But….But….” She was crying now. He prided her strength – not even the harshest winters had blown her down and she had the right of mind to stand up to anyone when she had a thought on her mind. But even still… she was still delicate and fragile in ways. She was still a woman and needed to be treated with care one would give to some of the sweeter sights of vegetation. Which is why he called her so.
“Shush my little flower.” He murmured, drawing her close once more and brushing away her tears with his fingers. “It will be alright… I have told you the plan. I just need a chance to strike him down. Then the mating battle will start again and I will claim you this time.”
“But you can only do that if he has not soiled me!” The women cried, “And I do not think I can avoid him much longer, not with Sai on the line now.”

He stared down at her in silent wonderment, knowing truly why she was so frightened now. Why she was here, crying in his arms, begging him to have his way with her for the easy way out that was sure to come when the pack killed them both. She was getting ready to give in… her willfulness came from her need to protect her sibling – a high sacrifice he would never know of. He knew what Xigbar would do as Aqua was not his first mate though she had died years ago when he was still a pup he had not forgotten the look about her after their sessions. And Aqua would bear similar marks. She would come with bruises and scratches, rips and tears upon her body. Slowly he will kill her, from the inside out until there was nothing left of her but a shell that will allow a vampire to break her neck to escape to peace. And she was willing to do so for Saix.

And he was infuriated she did not stick up for him when he hoarded that meat. What a pathetic ignoramus! He did not deserve her either!

“Listen to me!” He said strongly, shaking her to gain her attentions once more. “Aqua, it is not through yet. Do not let go of your hope quite yet. Xigbar may be larger and stronger, you’re your speed is near unmatchable. If he advances, you run and do not stop. Howl for us, I will come.”
“But Sai-“
“I will watch over Sai – follow him night and day if I must!”
“Terra…”
“It is my swear to you. I will not let you be harmed.” He leaned down, kissing her forehead and in her eyes he could see a little more hope there. This was excellent. “Now go, head home flower.”
“But…” She glanced back, uncertainty at going alone.
“He will not strike you nor anyone thus. Though he has measurable strength as a wolf, his human self is nothing but pitiful. It is why he often hides all day.”
She hesitated but nodded, stepping away and back towards his unmarked trail. She hesitated and glanced back. He smiled to her, she offered only a weak one in return before she was gone.

He stared upon the floor of the field, knowing that despite his efforts it might be in vain before his plan could follow through. Xigbar had planted the seed of fear within her heart… and that seed would blossom into doubt and spread more seeds of hopelessness through her. He shut his eyes, and turned about headed towards town…

But as he did so, hitting the downwind that whipped at his clothes and curved upwards towards his face he hesitated, scenting Aqua’s forced heat once more that she had left upon him and his contained lust was borne again. Thankfully she was not around, so he was not tempting fate again but he did dodge into the trees, finding a nice trunk to lean against as threw his knickers to the floor and stroked himself until the claws of his free hand dug into the tree behind him and he gave a long pleasured growl, white liquid flushing the leaves upon the ground.

He panted softly, allowed a few moments rest… until her scent got to him again and he felt himself growing stiff in his hand once more his own body going into its level of heat – the one reached when the male wolf were with his mate, taking them more than once upon the hour. “Ugh… fuck!” He let his head fall against the bark and shut his eyes, gasping as he started to stimulate himself again, his growing cries scaring the wildlife about for miles.

Oh yes, women were truly the greatest evil.


Later, he was not sure when, his mind lost in a haze of pleasure and forgotten of his original purpose, headed – disclothed – back to the den. He made sure to take a long bath in the river to wipe her scent and his own. Once there, other then pausing to make sure he saw her on the floor – and he did, sleeping safe and sound beside her brother and the new young blonde pup - he collapsed on a warm patch of grass and fell right to sleep, silently wondering in the back of his mind how it was women could starve their arousals so well without any release. It would of only be justifiable revenge for her trickery to find her rutting herself on the forest floor somewhere.

Then again… that would of lead to a bad outcome he was sure.


The sun did as it always did – traveled the path of the sky before falling below the horizon for the humans to follow and slowly the moon rose, causing the creatures of the dark to do so as well. The wolves stood from the grass, most already upon four feet and yawning away their weariness gained from the battle not long ago. They all sat quickly as Hatori rose to the stone, Ida appearing at his side.
“Silence.” He commanded, his voice holding no edge nor no volume but instantly commanded respect, any noise at all stopped. Even the branches themselves seemed to freeze at his order. He sat there silently, his eyes no longer full of rage as it was the night before. Instead, thought had taken its place, and wisdom of the old-age battle of vampir and lycan made them respect his words as he spoke them. “We have done wrong. We believed, with our numbers increased and their’s slayed, we would win with ease. We went upon the battle without worry and without strength. We let ourselves be weak. The lives we lost are because of that weakness. The master Vampir had stolen ten of us – the weak-minded or distracted – and turned them against my own self. Now he has three and our numbers are down and we are no closer to winning this war – in fact, after last night, we are now further away and this new trick of his can be a formidable enemy if we allow it to be.”

His tail swished, irritably, “The time called for us to be at our strongest and that night we were at our weakest. Those that are left in that house escape the hunter and our teeth for good reason. It is a mistake we will not repeat. This month and as many more months as it will take, we will strengthen ourselves – but most of all our wills and our minds. We will not allow them to make us like puppets – to use us against one another.” Some growls of agreement echoed, revenge and hate burning the souls of the wolves. “Our new age is near upon us and with it so close we will not lose! We will strengthen ourselves until they cannot break us down – be a unit they have never been – and we will take them down and what is rightfully ours!!”

The wolves threw their heads back and cheered.


“AROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo…….”

Blue eyes opened slowly, hearing the howls in the distance and knew in his heart it was the wolves though he knew not how he was so certain of such a fact. He also knew it was not a call of attack but simply one of presence – a way to tell them, all cuddled safely in their beds – their enemies were still there, out there, waiting for a chance to kill them.

But here, in this room, as his memories slowly started to return to him of the night before, there were no greater enemies to him than the people in this room. Roxas sat up quickly, noting his undress immediately, and the rousing of his brothers’ beside him. What had they done…? Why had they done so? And why did his head hurt so as if he had taken to the drink last night?

[Rikugurl]

Ven:
WHAT THE FUCK!? GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY MAN, AQUAFINA! DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD<


A snout was placed on the ground, tracking a scent that was not odd at this sort of time. The moon was becoming weak and the lives needed to be changed now or never before the next full moon. A tongue stuck out slightly, lapping up some of the dried substance before there was a grunt and low growl. Semen. And a scent well known. It was his nephew... As far as he knew, his nephew had not won a mating fight as of late. Black paws carried him further, his nose burred into the rich soil and leaves until he paused once more, picking up another scent that was long gone. One of a female that made his own mouth water. A female that was his.

A golden eye narrowed before a vicious snarl was admitted through his sharp teeth before he was gone, running through the forest. Ears perked as he heard the call of the pack but he had no double he was missing some sort of speech. Being banished from the pack, he had no need to care either. He needed to find out if what he was smelling was true and if it was... he wasn't going to allow it to happen any longer.

The pack disbursed after the talk, getting into small groups to come up with some strategy as others went along with doing their everyday acts. It was too soon for mating season, having to be two months too soon... but fights were bound to break out, especially with Ashbel, the female berserker who had taken down their strongest male and who yet to have a pup of her own.

At the river, many started to lounge or catch fish that were also migrating. It was a quick snake and a good catch to attract a mate. However, three were simply moon bathing, laying around each other as a larger of the blue-gray wolves were cleaning another.
"It was not worth it, sister," The male continued as he licked her ear. "In a sense, I failed to protect you... you do not need to fear to protect me. He paused before glancing over to the mouth of the small waterfall, seeing an older, mangy yet exotic wolf head over in their direction. It was an elder, a female who had yet to mate as well but for reason.

She was a guardian accounted by the alpha and beta, more so the beta. A guardian could not mate for they had no time since they had to keep their eyes on the one they guard. Guardianship wasn't always a positive thing either. The alpha would instruct guardians to watch other those he believed would cause treason. This female was the last guardian of their pack, the last one being killed by now a banished wolf.
Even still, Sai growled as she came close, wondering if Hatori had sent her to watch him so he would not feast on his own.

She was not intimidated by his or the golden wolf's growl but she did bow her head some and tuck in her tail as she came close to Aqua. "I pardon if I am bothering you, delta, but I have been assigned to your side by the beta."


The halls were empty, the dinning table clear. The instruments of the night before were still as they landed when the majick stopped. The manor seemed as dead as they and it was only a wonder where the rest of the bodies that moved around were. There was a lack in step with one of the blondes as they ventured to find any of the beings who lived here. His mind was still on the deeds he had performed the night before, his dead Christian heart full of woe. He would dream of heaven, the angels and his beautiful mother, her beautiful breast that were as pale as milk itself.

Now all in store for him was a ring in Hell, trapped to repeat his sins over and over again. This manor that once was a heaven seemed more like a cage, not being able to walk out without the fear of death from the hunter that would bring him to his final place below. As they ventured to a new hallway that was a seating area of the past, they could all hear a faint sound. Music and not just any song but one of pure sadness and beauty by a cello. Blue eyes glanced at each other, shame still in the glaze before they followed their ears. It brought them to two large glass doors that opened out to the courtyard.

They opened, some dust falling atop their fancy clothes and their shoes clicked upon the bricks as they ventured onto the path. Statues that were always dead had eyes, watching them as they passed while the spiders were busy waiting for a catch, their nets wrapped around the plants and stone. The music was louder here and they all had to wonder if it was majick yet again that played it but as they turned the corner, they came to the fountain that they could see from their bedroom window, a man sitting at one side of the edge, a large cello between his legs as his thin, long fingers working the neck as his arm moved with grace to steer the bow.

It was a familiar man, one they had met the night before. His red hair was blazing, shifting only slightly in the night breeze. He did not mind their presence, only continued to play and have an audience. It was easy to tell when the end of his song came and slowly he pulled away, his green, emerald and exotic eyes looking at them all. "Good evening to you all." He spoke, his voice less lively than the night before. "If you are looking for a way out, take the east gate from this garden to find Marluxia. He will give you all the knowledge you will need to know before your nightly journey out from the manor."

[Reno]

"Is that so?" Aqua asked sitting up and giving a sharp glance to the two wolves that were still growling. "Quiet you two." They obediently did so, and she turned to face the guardian in silence for a few moments. "Well... very well then." It was not as if she could fight the beta's rule... but how did she notice?

Unless... Her eyes fell to the trees seeing golden eyes staring back at her from the shadows. A smile twitched on those lips before Terra disappeared. It should not surprise her as much as it did. He told his mother of her fears. Despite being a women, she knew her potential mate was able to talk very freely when about her... and she was grateful this time.

The brown and black wolf went about a quick round of the den, sniffing the trees and trials for any scents that were not welcome. doing the job that should of been Aqua's. But Terra wished to keep her as close to the rest of the pack as possible. Xigbar would be a fool to approach them all just for Aqua. The pack did not take kindly to traitors.


Miles away, at the manor, three boys drawn fast by the sound of music that reminded them of their youth, happened upon the red-head they remembered well from the night before. The story of the man was still fresh in their minds, momentarily distracting them from other less pleasant memories. He was an arsonist and a murderer of his own kin.

And he played the cello...

When the boys didn't move, simply stared at him as if uncertain of their place the red-head tilted his head and called for them again. That seemed to snap Sora out of it and he blushed a little embarrassed as he bowed quickly. "I-I apologize. We are still a little from our minds over it all... Thank you for your direction." He straightened and turned, heading towards where he supposed they were meant to go for the night. Ven likewise offered a short goodbye before following, not interested in reveling his past when things once were so good. Thinking of that would further tarnish his idea of himself.

However Roxas still stood there, frozen like the statues about him, completely enthralled by this man. A dancer and a player. He supposed it should not be such a surprise - he was once a Lord of a great estate. Lords often knew quite a variety of arts - music playing and dancing was probably just a small bit of who he truly was. He possibly knew tombs of literature and poetry, politics, possibly even some of the fighting arts like archery and swordsmanship. He stood there, the horrible idea of speaking with this man on a familiar level about to leave his lips, but behind him his brothers had paused, confused.
"Roxas?"
The blonde hesitated moreso, before bowing his head to the red-head. "Good evening..." He murmured, turning on his heel and following his brother's path and silently cursing himself for even daring to fancy he could say a word to that man of such a rank. How foolish was he truly?