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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Sat Jun 02, 2012 11:20 am

Xtain smile at the confused hunter, drawing his hand away for a moment as he was shoved and held at the same time. It was actually adorable, but those tears? He could do without. His lips came to the other's cheeks, kissing up the trail of tears. He let his lips linger on each eye as he curled his clean hand around his back and began to rub the hunter's shoulders.

"Shhhh... come now, stop that." He chided. "It's alright." He frowned and nuzzled into the crook of his hunter's neck. He continued to kiss up to his cheek and back to his ear, each kiss gentle. "You look disatisfied... could it be that you want more?" He asked as he grabbed the wrist that pushed him away and pinned it back against the grass. "I you came so hard, I'm surprised..." he kissed along the other's jaw. "Besides, I should thank you somehow..." the hand on the hunter's back traced down to fondle his ass. "What better way than to make you scream?"
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Sun Jun 03, 2012 3:24 pm

Warm lips tried to erase the trails of tears on his cheeks, leaving the angel in a strange feeling of safeness, drowning every alarm clock shouting "enemy". The embrace was as far from hostile as it could be, and the wolf seemed so sincere in his actions. Alphons figured that if this was him going insane, then at least his delirium were quite far from hell.

The words mixed with the beast's touches made it so hard for Alphons to collect himself. Every soft sentence and the light kisses made pleasant shivers soar through his body. More? How could there be more? The pulsing need within him sure wasn't satisfied, but how could it possibly be more that could be done? As his hand were grabbed and forced down on the grassy ground he moved his gaze to the other's face, but could still not work up any real fear. The situation was so strange, and very confusing, but the kisses clouded his mind. But the words spoken made red roses appear on his cheeks.

"Wha, what do you mean?"
Had he been wrong? Had it just been false safeness that he had felt as the beast looked at him with those deep, golden eyes? Maybe the werewolf was just out to hurt him after all. But the feeling he got from the touches, the jolts that roamed through his body from the spots that those powerful hands touched... If this was how he was going to make him scream, he was not sure that he would be able to work up any will to resist. As the hand on his back moved down to fondle his ass the angel groaned and shifted, not sure if he wanted to move away from or into the touch. So confused.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Tue Jun 05, 2012 12:56 am

"Wha, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean what do I mean?" Xtain asked with a small chuckle as he began to rid Alphonse of his pants only to pause... "You're not... a virgin, to this way are you?" He asked as he brushes his fingers along the hunter's ass. "To being with a man..." He continued as he adjusted himself so that he could hold the confused slayer close. "That's cute." He whispered in his ear and smiled darkly. Who would have thought this would be where they'd end up?

"Don't worry... If it hurts I'll stop." He promised while drawing down the other's body, kissing his chest and stomach. He finally rid Alphonse of his underwear and pants and moved one of the male's legs over his shoulder so he could kiss along his inner thigh and flick his tongue out to further tease and taunt. "This part's a little weird, but I don't have any lube so bare with it."

He moved both hands down to the hunter's hips and rolled his thumbs along the bones as he lifted Alphonse up enough to expose his hole, where upon he began to lick. Xtain continued to lick and suck, prodding his tongue inside and drawing back out, tracing rings around his rosy little pucker, trying to not only coat it in saliva but also stimulate the sensitiv place. Once his lips and tongue drew away he shifted again to get a little more comfortable and to make sure Al was also a bit more comfortable. He slipped one finger, slowly, into him. At first it was just the tip, then back, then further to where his index finger first began to bed, then back, then the whole thing.

Meanwhile his free hand worked against Alphonse's cock once more and his lips trailed along the male's chest and torso. He knew this part was a little uncomfortable for virgins, so he tried to use his mouth and hand to distract him as a second finger slipped in and began to slowly and steadily spread and prepare for something a little bigger. Soon after this, Xtain began hunting for a very spesific bundle of nerves that would make this whole strange ordeal worth while, and furthermore fulfill his promise to make his hunter scream.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Tue Jun 05, 2012 2:05 pm

"You're not... a virgin, to this way are you?"
The words caused Alphons to become completely stiff, and the deep red roses on his cheeks spread to his entire face. Shaky hands did some half hearted attempt to keep the other's fingers away from his trousers. What kind of question was that, of course he was a virgin! To begin with, homosexual relationships were not the most common among humans, just as it wasn't among other speicies, but also he had never been with a woman! He was an angel of the lord! He wasn't supposed to go around and copulate with the humans, he was there to save them!

But it seemed like if there was anyone who needed to be saved right now, it was he himself. The smile on the wolf's face contradicted the words telling him that he was safe. Why would he make a promise like that, and, what was it that might hurt? Though the kisses continued to confuse, and for the short moments the angel closed his eyes to try to make a right side on all that was happening the beast somehow managed to strip him of all his clothes on his lower body. His eyes went wide open as cool air touched his sensitive skin. A yelp accompanied his surprised look as his legs suddenly were spread. The kiss on the inside of his thigh made another jolt of electricity pass through his body. This part's a little weird, but I don't have any lube so bare with it. No shit?! He was half naked in a park, with his groin right in the face of a werewolf! Weird didn't cover it! But he had no change to ask what lube had to do with it before things got even worse.

"What are you doing?! You're not going to.. Oh, lord!"
It was bad enough that the wolf moved him so that his ass became completely exposed, but what happened after made his head spin. His back arched as the wet, hot tongue and soft lips did unspeakable things to his behind.
"You.. dog!"
And the worst of all was that he liked it. The hot tongue finding its way inside, the finger that replaced it... Sure, it felt really awkward, especially as yet another finger joined the first. The unused ring of muscles protested against the intrusion and Alphonse let of small noises, unease mixed with pleasure. He had figured it out now.His plan had backfired, God was punishing him for straying from the righteous path. He was no angel of vengeance, he should just have kept to his mission. This was the single most humiliating thing he had ever lived through. He hated himself for letting this happen.

But the hand on his dick, which soon started to come to life again, and the mouth... yet another place he had never imagined a pair of lips would be. It was all too much, the angel squirmed as good as he could on the grass. There would be plenty of grass stains on his coat after this. He had no idea what to do with his hands, or where to look. So one arm was thrown over his face, the other hand desperately grasped the grass.

And then, it was like he was struck by lightning. The wiggling fingers inside of him, inside of him had touched something that made him scream out of surprise and pleasure. He suddenly new where to put his hands, covering his mouth to make sure that no more of those noises would leave him. What was that?
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Tue Jun 05, 2012 3:17 pm

The sounds Alphons made only encouraged him, even the ones that seemed insulting such as being called a dog (to which he scraped his nails against his inner walls with an expression that said 'ops my bad', despite his purposeful intention to harm the other if only a little.

The wolf continued his game of hide and seek until the other screamed, pausing for a moment. His ears flicked as his tail rose and curled. "Huh... didn't expect a sound like that until later..." He commented lightly, moreso to himself but he didn't wait. Instead he began to work the spot again and again with two fingers, soon slipping a third in for extra precaution. The way Alphons hole rejected him, pushed him out, forced him away, yet sucked him in at the same time told him that the hunter was indeed a virgin so he wanted to go as slow as possible despite the maddening sounds and expressions that practically begged for him to just ram himself all the way in and fuck his hunter senseless.

His fingers began to spread and bloom like a flower before closing back in to rub the nerves then repeating the process to mix the discomfort and slight pain with pleasure thoroughly enough to feel okay about continuing, his other hand never halting in its mission and his lips only occasionally straying away from the hunter's body. He decided he wanted to make a bigger mess of the hunter, so he drew one of the male's nipples into his mouth and began to suck while grinding his teeth lightly around the pert flesh. He wanted to leave a mark here, then a mark there, then another mark elsewhere... Not to be possessive, just to leave something behind after they had finished. Not like he hadn't already left something behind, the bite from just before the hunter's first climax had bled.

After feeling he had done a thorough enough job the beast shifted one more time to get to a different angle. It would have been easiest to do this doggy style, but he wanted to see that cute face. The hunter looked almost like an angel, covering his mouth, disheveled, rosy, confused, flustered, squirming beneath him... and here ten minutes ago he must have looked exactly the same and only one part of him was being pawed at.

So, Xtain began to adjust himself to the right place while keeping his hands on the hunter's hips. The tip of his hot, erect, throbbing member began to push its way inside before drawing back. He repeated the same process that he did with his fingers, a little bit at a time would go in before coming completely out. As good of a job as he had done loosening the male up, he still didn't want to just ram himself into that tight little virgin hole even when his entire length was finally in. The wolf groaned as his ears frizzed and his tail bristled. "Ffuck... try...to relax or I won't be able to move." He murred while lowering his face to continue his quest of sucking and nibbling. One of the hands that had come to rest on Alphons' hips returned to his manhood, not wanting to let him be fucked without anything else to distract him from the initial discomfort. Once he was sure that the other had adjusted to his meat, he began to slowly and steadily move, inwardly cursing himself for promising to stop if it hurt. It was so hard not to just give in to his beastly desires.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:02 pm

The angel was not sure what to make of anything the other said. He had been so surprised over the pleasure suddenly raging through his body, and it really was the wolf's fault all together that he was in this state making all these strange noises and what could he mean by later?! What more could possibly be done? And what if he didn't want to know? What if he wanted this all to stop oh please don't stop"

There was discomfort, and plenty of it at that as the three fingers spread and twirled and moved inside of him. But every time those fingers touched that strange place inside of him all pain and discomfort disappeared. It was dangerously addicting, and together with the hand on his now painfully hard erection, the lips and the tongue trailing on his skin... He had never guessed that nipples could be so sensitive, and he really didn't think it was fair that the wolf knew all this, and did all this to him. And most disturbing was how ever little nibble and bite that the beast did to his skin got him gasping for air. They were mentally arousing, every nibble made him moan in a obscene way.

Alphons looked up at the other as the fingers disappeared from his as and the wolf started to shift. The feeling of something lacking was immediate but very short. Soon something else pressed against his violated hole and he realised that this was something much bigger than the man's fingers. And even though he was new to all this it was not hard to figure out exactly what it was that tried to force it's way in. The angel cried out again, this time in real pain, as the tip of the wolf's hard member entered. Much bigger. He wasn't sure if he was great full that the werewolf took it slow or if he wanted to curse him for prolonging his suffering. His hands were gripping one of the broad shoulders and one of his hand, the angel desperately trying to cling on to anything that could help him feel safe. He was scared. But the words groaned sparked something inside him. Stupid dog!
"It's... easy for you to say!"
But to his own dismay, he wanted the other to move. The pain aside, the pleasure he had felt just moments ago was still fresh in his memory. Was still rushing through his body as the other never let his erection go unattended and didn't stop his nibbling. The extra set of ears and the thick tail that somewhat betrayed the wolf's feelings were another thing that Alphons found disturbingly attractive. The hand grasping the other's shoulder was shaking as it moved up to one of those fluffy ears and gently touched it. But as the wolf suddenly started to move, the angel cried out again and grabbed a fistful of hair. But just after a few thrust some kind of odd pleasure starting soar within him again
"Aaahn.. Ahha!"
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:38 pm

It was true that he could tell the other was in pain, hence why he continued trying his best to make sure the pain was as short lived as possible. He closed his golden eye when he felt the other's hand brush through his hair, pulling back slowly only to jerk forward with a little more force than he meant to and a loud moan when his ear was stroked, despite how gentle. Right now, in this moment, with him buried inside the hunter and feeling like this, they weren't the best place to touch. "Don't do that." He growled, glad that his hair was now the victim of yanking instead.

His lips came back up to ravish the other's neck as he continued to thrust. Gradually each movement grew faster though it stayed in rhythm with his strokes. It wasn't long before Alphons was moaning into his ear and clinging onto him, acting like the virgin he was. It was so adorable.

After a while the wolf began trying to strike the male's prostate. He wanted to gain full control once again, feeling that the simple stroke to his ear had already made favor shift back into the hands of the one writhing beneath him. He could still feel the jolts from his head down his skull and tingling his spine. Just thinking about it, just remembering the moment made his body command his hips to thrust faster, harsher. His animalistic nature was taking over. His teeth were changing, his eyes became more and more wolfish by every passing second.

The sounds that escaped him could be defined as a mix between moans and growls. Suddenly he bit the male's neck, roughly. He wanted to show his dominance, make sure the other knew his place below him and his instincts told him this bite would say it all. It also helped him regain some mental stability after his ears were stroked in such a way.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:29 pm

Some where the little piece of the angel that were still sane noted the reaction the wolf had to his ears being touched, but right now it was just the increasing pace of the beast's thrust that actually mattered. They were still uncomfortable to a certain extent, but Alphons had started to put his faith to a certain pattern. After every strange thing that the wolf had put him through, something even better had followed. He just hoped that it would be the case this time as well.

And sure enough, the mixed pain and pleasure turned more and more into pure pleasure, his hands were now desperately clutching to to the other's hair and torn shirt. Suddenly that hot, white pleasure soared through him again, letting him know that the wolf once more had found that magic spot. Every time that spot was his Alphons moaned, whimpered or cried out with more intensity than before. But his taker's transformation did not pass unnoticed. A sudden unease came over him as the man's features turned more and beast like, the movements more uncontrolled. But his moans didn't stop. Even though the force still strained his virgin ass, he couldn't say that he wanted it to end. He had even started to move himself, meeting up the rocking movements, unable to keep still in his hunt for more pleasure. The animalistic sounds coming from the man slamming into him made him even more aroused, however that was possible.

The sudden sharp pain of teeth piercing the skin on his neck made him cry out louder and needier than ever before. The bite earlier on his shoulder had been controlled, teasing. This was pure instinct, demanding. A picture flashed though his head of wolves fighting in a pack. The clear act of dominance made his whole body spasm of pure bliss as he once more came hard over the beast's hand and his own stomach, staining the shirt that by now only hang low by his elbows, barely covering his body. The angel tried so hard to collect his breath as the werewolf kept pounding into him, moans and whimpers accompanying the act.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Wed Jun 06, 2012 5:12 pm

The wolf continued his violent act until he too came inside of the other. He didn't remove his teeth from the other's neck until after he had spilled his seed into the other and even then he debated on continuing, on taking it one step further, on ramming mercilessly into the hunter's ass.... instead he remained still and panted, his lips bloody from the bite. He leaned down and licked away the blood, his breathing labored and his head spinning.

Slowly he pulled out of the angel, deciding this was enough for now. He flopped to his back and tried to calm down. His eyes closed as he tried to breath only through his nose. "...shit..." he panted softly while bringing the hand that was once around the male's length to his face, his tongue flicking out to lick away the mess. He gazed to the man beside him, gazing over his handy work.... he made a complete mess of the other.

A smile tinged his lips as he turned to his side and wrapped one arm around himself while the other reached for the hunter's pants. It only took a moment for him to grab the gun and chuck it as hard as he could. "I don't feel safe with that thing around." He muttered and gazed at his cum-blood-stained shirt. He decided to get rid of it.

The wolf pulled his pants back up and tore off his shirt to reveal his battered body littered with old gashes and lash marks from whips and claws that tore the very flesh from his bones. It looked like it was healing well. His eye flicked back to the hunter before he looked away for a moment, not sure what to do. "...why did you start something like that?"
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Wed Jun 06, 2012 6:06 pm

The angel cried out again as his by now sore insides received the hot cum as the wolf reached his climax. By now he was actually happy that the other stopped, he felt that he was on the verge to pass out, and that was something he rather avoided. The feeling of the soft tongue against the bite mark was such a contrast that the angel could do nothing but whimper.

He lay motionless on the ground when the other had rolled of him, breathing heavily, trying to collect his physical and psychological strength. He noticed that his gun went flying but had no energy or will to stop it, maybe it was a good thing. He was in no shape to fight the werewolf in his current state, so with the gun out of the game, killing the other would be completely out of the question.

He stared up at the sun, hoping that the bright light might be able to cleans him, free him from the sin that he just had committed. He flinched as the other addressed him, torn from his vain hopes of retribution.
"I, I don't know..."
Because of a silly dream, that's why. A dangerous and misplaced want for vengeance. He had strayed from the right path and God had punished him. As he sat up there in the bright sun light in the park, covered in his own blood and cum, still shivering from the aftermaths of the pleasure his had just been given he could state that he had never felt so humiliated ever before. With unsteady hands he adjusted his ruined shirt and without looking at the other he reached out for his trousers and pulled them on while still sitting down. He didn't think that his legs would carry him if he tried to stand up. His whole body ached, in some weird kind of satisfying way. Except for his ass. The last minutes of the werewolf's thrusting had been to much for his virgin hole to take and he wouldn't be surprised if the neck wasn't the only thing he was bleeding from. He didn't bother to look, the wolf was not the only one with supernatural healing skills. A still shaky hand moved up to touch the sore wound on his neck, werewolf bite was not venomous to angels to the point that it wouldn't turn them, but they left a scar that never really healed. He would be marked forever.

"Hah..!"
The hand quickly moved to cover his mouth a sudden wave of nausea rushed over him. The worst thing about all this was that he couldn't find it in him to actually regret anything. Just now, he had felt more alive than he ever had before, both as human and as angel. It scared the shit out of him. He had no idea how to handle any of this, and there would be no one to talk to. He would never be able to utter any of this to any of his brothers or sisters. He could take any punishment they decided to give him, but the disgrace? No. Suddenly he felt more alone than he had ever done before. How could feelings turn so quickly?

He took a deep breath, pushing down nausea and tears, collecting himself. He pulled up the coat properly, ever so grateful for the garment. It would cover up the worst of the state he was in until he could get home and change. But he didn't dare to try and stand up, just yet.
"Could... Could you just tell me your name?"
He knew he shouldn't ask, it would be much better not to know. But he really needed to know who this man was, this man that had caused him so much distress and pleasure.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Wed Jun 06, 2012 11:14 pm

Xtain's ears flattened. Was... was the hunter crying? But... but he started it! Shit... after a moment of watching as he put on his clothes, the male rolled back towards his victim and slunk both arms around him. Perhaps he was too cold? He should have been gentler... he should have held him immediately after they had their fun. He should have kissed him more tenderly... he should have done a lot of things...

Then again he started it...

And he tried to kill him yesterday....

And he was a racist bigot...

But he smelled like sunshine...

"My name is Xtain..." the wolf said softly and nuzzled the back of the male' head. "What's your name?" He asked while rubbing the male's shoulders, one hand pushing up to fix his hair while the other went down to rub his back. "Please don't cry again..." he asked softly before kissing at the corner of each eye. "I didn't mean to make you so upset..."
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Thu Jun 07, 2012 2:28 am

(So, is Xtain's name pronounced "Stain"? If not, please let me know and I'll change.)

Alphons stiffened as he felt strong arms embrace him, grateful for the touch, hating himself for feeling so.
"My name is Xtain..."
What a fitting name. The angel relaxed somewhat into the embrace, he liked the way the other touched his long, blond and by now pretty massed up hair. "Please don't cry again..." The kiss on the corner of his eye made him close them, taking a deep soothing breath in progress. "I didn't mean to make you so upset..." Alphons found himself believing in the beast's words, but suddenly a wave of reality flushed over him. Yesterday he had tried to kill him, Xtain. Today he had been set out to try again, but only after humiliating him. And still now, despite all this -or maybe thanks to it- there were still a bright voice in his head reminding him of why he was sent to earth in the first place. He had a mission, and that did not include the existential bliss that the werewolf had just given him. He released himself from the warm embrace, holding an arm out, hand on Xtain's chest to make sure that there was a distance between them.

"Why are you doing this?! How am I supposed to kill you if you keep..!"
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Thu Jun 07, 2012 9:09 am

Just as the wolf felt he was about to get a name out of his attcker, he was pushed away. Xtain did nothing to stop it. His ears flopped to either side of his head as he tried to wrap his mind around the situation. Honestly, he felt used. "Why did you take the disk out of my mouth if you planned on killing me at all?" His ears turned and one peked while the other folded back. "Besides you never one told me to stop, even though I gave you my word that I would had you said to. That's more than you can say about all this. When I said stop you kept going."

The wolf yawned and rolled to his back. "... I don't see why I have to be cruel to you though, you decided not to kill me you let me move freely, you didn't push me away when I started doing those things to you... if I didn't know any better..." his voice trailed off. "...I don't enjoy being played with. Perhaps you should let me wait for my master in peace." He tried to convince himself that he didn't need a name. He could screw someone and never know their name, honest! ...well he'd learn to live with it. "....just what would you hae preffered I'd done?"

(Yush tis stain. Xtain~)
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:16 pm

He knew that the other was the better man here, and it hurt. He was supposed to be the angel, and the other the beast. And Xtain was right, he had had so many chances to tell the other to stop, he even had had so many chances to stop the other himself. The other had been paralysed for God's sake! But something about the other had had him mesmerised from the very start.

"....just what would you hae preffered I'd done?"
Alphons stared blankly out into the distance, giving the question some time to sink in. Though he had known what to answer right away.
"You should have killed me."
Yesterday, on that back street. He should have done what every werewolf had tried to do. Rip his throat, snap his neck. Tear him to unrecognisable pieces. Because that was what unruly animals did. The didn't lure you in to coffee shops to ask hard questions and hold philosophical monologues about existent. They maimed and killed, ruthlessly, that's why they had to be stopped.

He turned his eyes towards Xtain again, this time his blue gaze completely sober.
"It, it was not my intention to play with you. My behaviour was, unforgivable. I apologise."
Did he really? Was he really sorry for how things had turned out? Had he been so desperate for some kind of connection, of any kind, had he been so utterly alone that he really did not care what kind of connection that was? Angels had gone mad on earth before. Every thing was so different from home. But he did not feel like a madman. Not at all.
"But I guessed I've used you never the less. I'm sorry."
He didn't now what else to say. It didn't matter what he said really, he figured as there would never be another encounter like this for them. Alphons doubted that he would ever have the courage to let go as he just had, knowing what kind of raging, craving, carnage feelings the other could release within him. Lust wast a deadly sin after all. And he doubted that the wolf would ever want to have anything to do with him, a killer and almost rapist. And then this talk about a master.

Something clicked inside the angels mind and a thousand questions rose. Master? Someone who could place a silver disk beneath a werewolf's tongue without getting his fingers bitten off. His eyes looked over the man spread in the grass with new curiosity. Was it the same master that had left those wounds that now was just fading scars?
"Did he do this to you?"
Without thinking he reached out and caressed one of the scars on the wolf's perfectly tuned stomach with feather light fingers, there was something about the other that draw him in, after all. Who ever this master was, he could be a great savoir, or a great danger. Either way, the garde should know about it. How ever he was going to be able to tell about his discovery without reviling his disgrace.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Fri Jun 08, 2012 9:56 am

Xtain's ears turned as he glared at the hand that toughed his stomach. It was light, but it still stung. He hadn't noticed the pain when writhing in pleasure under the hunter's manipulation. One hand drew down to capture the other's wrist and draw it away. "You won't even tell me your name. Why should I tell you about Master and what he may or may not have done?" The wolf let go of his hunter's hand and rubbed his eyes.

He didn't believe the other was truly sorry and he didn't believe killing the hunter when he had the chance was the best idea. He lived a violent lifestyle. He didn't need to go seeking out bloodshed by means of murder. Killing the man now instead of screwing him would have been such a meaningless act... at least now the hunter could hobble away and try to learn something... learn what he wasn't quite sure of as of yet.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Fri Jun 08, 2012 3:23 pm

The angle couldn't believe it, and he knew that he had no right to, but he actually felt a sting of hurt as the other refused his touch. He had reached out in true concern. This was is, wasn't it? He was actually going insane after all. Once again he was amazed, and almost envied, the humans to be able to handle so many emotions all at once.
"It's Alphons."
He didn't know why he told the other his name, he certainly knew he shouldn't. But it felt as the only right thing to do. Now he didn't own the other anything, right? Though the wonder about this master character still puzzled him, he thought it might be better not to keep pushing for information. Looking at it soberly, however he managed that with the state he was in, it could be a good idea to separate as, well perhaps not friends but at least on good terms for further investigation at another time. The moment the thought hit him, Alphons hated himself.

"Too much..."
It all was just too much to handle. He needed to get away, to get back to his flat so that he could break down, and then maybe come back from there. He tore his gaze from the dark, one eyed oh so beautiful creature and attempted to get up. It took him to tries before he managed to get up on his feet, but he wondered how he ever would manage to get out of the park, his knees shaking as leaves in a wind in autumn.
"I'm sorry. If you linger here, stay out of my way."
The words were not aggressive, more of a plead. If their way's crossed again he had no idea what would happen, but ever outcome he could imagine was frightful. He turned his back completely at Xtain, slowly making his way towards the spot where he came into the small meadow through the bushes.

So much for getting an opportunity to collect my thoughts.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Fri Jun 08, 2012 11:39 pm

The wolf's ears flattened. Had he struck a nerve? He caught the intense gaze for a moment before looking away. He felt wretched still, and those words didn't calm him... but he got a name. That made him feel less trashy. Feeling less trashy made him act like less of an ass hole.

He almost rose to aid the man, almost... instead he staid put. Lucifeal told him to stay. He didn't-no- he wouldn't risk getting in trouble again! Last night was horrible! Instanly Xtain began to tremble violently. He would never admit it, but he was afraid. The six letter word didn't seem good enough to describe his feelings for punishment.

So he waited... and mulled over the response... and waited some more until finally. "You know I don't mind when you play with others," his body tensed as his ears were captured still on edge from earlir. "But you know, my pet, what's mine and mine alone." He closed his eyes as the blonde molested his ears in a vey spesific way. "So, was it the hunter?" Lucifeal purred. "I'm pleased, my pet, that you staid."

It wasn't long before Lucifeal had Xtain in a similar state that Alphons did, however he was given rules and restrictions. Soon he was taken to the limo waiting around the corner where he was taken ruthlessly. Lucifeal never spared any tenderness. He always assumed his pet wouldn't easily break, and he was mostly right.

"I gave her the charm. Just in time too, she was having a negative reaction to the treatment the doctors picked for her before I stepped in." Lucifeal explained while drumming his fingers along Xtain's stomach.

"That's nice... I was worried..."

"I know you were... anyway I have new tools I need you to fetch for me. Your instructions are downstairs. Don't come back until you've got everything." He orderd.

So Xtain was kicked out of bed. After dressing in a long sleeved shirt, a hooded fluffy jacket to hide the new marks on his body (spesifically his neck), jeans and a beanie to hide his ears he went to on of the other slaves, a woman by the name of Margaret, and grabbed his list of chores and errends from her clutches before sighing and heading off into the night. Screwing, being screwed, it never stopped being meaningless... it never left him feeling good about himself...

It was times like these Xtain anted to go see his brother.. but he didn't see what good that would do. He wouldn't be able to make it better... nothing could make this better....... "why didn't I just shoot myself with his gun..." Xtain mumbled, wondering momentarily if it was still in the park. Next time... next time he saw the hunter, he'd do nothing. He'd ask for it. He'd let it happen. This he told himself, though he wasn't sure if he could follow through...

Well that didn't make hunting for the weapon hurt. Xtain casually made his way back to the park. It wasn't until his eye felt adgitated that he realized his blind eye didn't have the patch. He drew his fingers to the open pale blue and winced lighty before closing the lid. His fingers traced over the nasty scar as he wondered where that gun was. Why did Lucifeal always insist on looking at his ugly eye anyway? It made his skin crawl...
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:54 pm

[I'm sorry that it have taken me so long to reply! =) Hope it's worth the waiting Wink]

His world was spinning, his entire reality was cracking in it's seams. And he had no idea where to turn. Speaking to God would give no answer, and if it did, would he really be brave enough to state his troubles? Same with his brothers and sisters, he was meant to be able to trust them all, but when he was the traitor, what support could he expect -deserve- from the ones who trusted him?

The walk back to his flat was in a haze, flashes of the wolf's golden eye staring at him constantly mocked him. Worst was the memories of the bites though, making small jolts roam through his body. He knew he stopped many times, mental and physical exhaustion taking it-s toll. After a painful climb up the stairs to his front door he went straight to the bath room, walking into the shower still fully dressed. He let the cold water that slowly turned hot wet his face and his long blond hair. His coat turned heavy as the fabric was filled with water, and soon he let it fall to the ground. Shaky and unstable hands tore rather than took the stained, white shirt off. Carefully he felt with light fingers on the places where the werewolf had bit. The marks would leave thin, light scars. He would never be allowed to forget.

Thankful for the water hiding his tears -even though there were no one to see- he let his trousers fall to the shower floor as well, ignoring the red stains on his under wear. It would all heal. The fact that no matter how hard he tried, that golden gaze would not leave him alone, was more of an issue. Not even the water that by now was almost scorching could wash away the feeling of Xtain's touch. The feelings of sinful pleasure. The thing that he could not forgive himself the most.

He didn't know how long he had been standing in the shower, but by the time he got out the bath room was filled with white steam, his skin was wrinkled and in an angry red tome. For a couple of moments he stood in the middle of the steamy mess, trying to remember if this was what heaven had looked like. It wasn't, and he knew it. He had been influenced by the humans' images of fluffy white clouds. He didn't think that anything had been fluffy in heaven.

He stepped out from the warmth into the cold air in the rest of the apartment, immediately getting goose bumps all over his skin. He walked past the mirror without looking at it, absent-mindedly getting dressed. What the heck was he supposed to do now? Go out hunting, pretending like this never happened, atoning for this sin by sending even more hell hounds back to where they belonged? Which brought the next question, where did they belong? Was Xtain right, was it completely out of Alphons place to decide whether or not the werewolfs were allowed on earth?
"But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint".
The prayer was weak, and gave little comfort. Maybe he had to swallow his fear for judgement from his brothers and find someone to talk to, this was dangerously close to become pure blasphemy. He sighed and returned to the bathroom, remembering that his weapons where still in there pockets of the coat. Should have been in his coat. He found the dagger but a heavy blanket of despair fell on him as he realised that the gun were still somewhere in the park. He prayed that no kid had found his weapon and had caused an accident as he ran down the stairs. every injury healed except from the bite marks. The angel had never wanted to return to the godforsaken park, unless he knew that it would with him killing a beast. But he could not leave that gun.

With determination he entered the park, which looked so very different in the dark. He needed to go back to the meadow, and try to figure out in which direction his weapon had been thrown. He had a strong urge to hurry as he walked through the vegetation where he believed that he would fins his wapopn, which was stupid really, there where no way he would run into the wolf again. Not here. He come to a sudden halt and almost openly cursed God for punishing him like this.
"Why..?"
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Sat Jun 30, 2012 12:00 pm

[worth the wait >w< nice to see you again]

To his greater pleasure it was there. He found it glimmering by a brook, though it wasn't wet. That must've meant it didn't get wet so the gunpowder would still work. The wolf ripped his beanie off of his head and shook to fluff out his hair. His ears flicked in the frigid air, still tingly from his play with master.

So this was it? He found the gun... judging by how heavy it was, it was still loaded. He lifted it and let his hand fall limp to watch it sink only to fumble and capture it once again. Yeah, this was it. Swallowing roughly the wolf cocked it, ears lifting to the click. One tug of the trigger and it would be all over now.

Taking a deep, shallow breath the wolf put the gun's mouth under his chin. Now his shoulders were shaking. His good eye was going out, his head was dizzy... the silver, he could feel it's poison in his lungs now. His breathing was beginning to grow ragged. Was he really about to pussy out again?

Sighing the wolf walked back up the hill of grass. He looked at the bridge and lowered his head to gaze at the gun. Where was the hunter when you needed him?

Why?

His ears flicked again. There, there he was! Swallowing roughly the wolf approached the strange man. The closer he came to him the stronger his lovely scent became. The wolf stopped right before the angel and reached foreword, holding the gun out. It took him a second to realize that it looked like he was preparing to shoot. Gazing at it, he turned the gun so the handle was facing the hunter and the bullets facing himself. "Here." He said simply. "Want a free shot? I won't even move." Xtain smirked, though inside he was trembling. He was breaking down, screaming to run yet screaming to stay put at the same time. Suicide... he couldn't do it. Why, oh why didn't he let the man murder him before? Why wasn't he strong enough to do it himself? "Keep in mind I raped you. Doesn't that make you angry?" The wolf said, attempting to provoke the hunter. "Scum of the earth and all that."
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Sun Jul 01, 2012 1:11 pm

The sight of the wolf holding his gun made it feel like time stood still. Why was he there? And why did it seem like he had been looking for his gun? The angel new that he should move, that he shouldn't just stand there as the other approached him with the loaded weapon. But he couldn't move, he just stood there, suddenly looking right into the barrel of his blessed weapon. That would be ironic, wouldn't it, if he got killed by the weapon created to kill the likes of Xtain. But then suddenly the werewolf turned the weapon, reaching it towards Alphons.

"Want a free shot? I won't even move. Keep in mind I raped you. Doesn't that make you angry? Scum of the earth and all that."

The angel felt himself turning hot, the memories of hands and teeth touching and ravaging him just hours before. The memories were not wanted, but definitely not unwanted. What ever happened now would really be what shaped there lives from now. He could take the gun and finish him of. Killing him, and with that leaving his own mind in peace. No werewolf that could, mess with his mind. But, Alphons realised something that made him terrified as he took one step towards the other. He really didn't want that. To be left alone. Whoever the wolf were, he obviously had demons of his own. The wounds healing in front of his eyes as Xtain had his way with him appeared in a vision on the dark haired male's skin. They were surely both alone, when why not be alone together. He was so going to hell for this.

And he felt strangely okey with that.
"It does."
Another step towards the other, putting one hand on top of the one holding the gun, showing it aside. Another step closer and suddenly his lips were pressed against Xtain's, Alphons' cold blue eyes gazing into the werewolf's golden one.
"But I wouldn't mind if you did it again."
The angel felt how his cheeks turned red, embarrassed over his own, bold, twisted words. If the other turned him down noe, he wasn't sure who of them he would shoot.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Mon Jul 02, 2012 1:59 am

As his hand was pushed aside his good eye narrowed on the hunter. What was happening? Before he knew what had hit him his lips were captured by the hunter's yet again. It wasn't lustful nor intense, but it was powerful enough to make Xtain drop the gun. The metal clattered to the grass as the wolf's ears drooped at the sides of his head. His cheeks gained a light rosy color, like someone had just finished the final touches of color on a china doll.

The words that left his predator's mouth, however, were not the words he longed to hear. "I'm....spent." He mumbled as is head leaned foreword to rest on Alphons' shoulder. "My master knew I played with you... he's been reminding me who I belong to with the same game since about thirty minutes after you left..." Hours had passed, literally hours had gone by. Had he not been trained for this abuse, the wolf would not be walking right now.

"I don't have any energy to rape you again, Alphons... I don't have any will for...sex right now..." His arms slowly lifted to come around the man, suddenly holding him tightly. "But... if you give this to me, just right now..." Where were these words coming from? "I'll give you that tomorrow." It was true that all he wanted right now was to hold or be held. To stay just like this with his arms around the man who had kissed him, molested him, been raped by him. The wolf's burning eyes closed as he held Alphons a little tighter. Was he shaking? He felt like he was shaking... Why didn't he just kill him? Why did he smell so nice?

While the hold was tight, it wasn't tight enough for the angel to be unable to slip away. Xtain, however, hoped that he wouldn't. Something in him was breaking. Fucking. Being fucked. Being told that he'd like to be fucked again by somebody who wanted you dead... it was emotionally exhausting, and it left Xtain feeling worse than before but somehow he couldn't manage to take the gun to his own head. Somehow he longed for the chance, for the hunter who kissed him out of the blue to decided that a simple hold was fine, that the hunter would at least pretend to care for a few minutes so the wolf could find some peace of mind. If one person cared about him that would be enough. Even if it wasn't love, if someone at least cared then he could find a reason to not want to die...
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Mon Jul 02, 2012 3:29 am

The werewolf's reply made the rose on Alphons' cheeks turn crimson, but now with shame. He was not supposed to have this kind of conversation with anyone, asking for closeness of any kind. He was not prepared for this conversation. But the weight of the tired head on his shoulder made an urge of need to protect to rise within him. He guessed that it was that feeling that he should have had for the people on earth but always seemed to have lacked. He must be the worst angel ever.

"I I I, I didn't mean it like that, that now, I just..."
Xtain's arms around him felt so good. No matter how twisted the situation were, and however strange it was, he felt safe. He rose his arms and placed them around the other, joining the embrace. He didn't want to mess this up, but once again his head was spinning, to many thoughts swirling around in his mind. First thing first.
"I just mean, I can't kill you. I won't. I just, want to be close."
He wasn't sure that it made any sense, but that was the best way he could describe it. He wanted to be close to someone, not having to be alone.

The wolf was heavy in the embrace, Alphons could feel that Xtain had not been lying about the fact that he was tired, if that was enough to describe it. The angel was exhausted as well, too much thing were happening way too fast. A wild idea appeared in his head, but he figured that nothing he did from this part could actually make anything worse. He gently freed himself from the other's arms but kept his hand in his, seeking eye contact. He suddenly realised why the wolf had carried an eye patch.
"Come with me."
It was not really a question. Without releasing Xtain's hand he leaned down and picked up the gun, the reason that he had been back to the park, and then pulled his second finding with him. They both needed to rest, and Alphons' flat was as good as any place to do it. Not the best decision to show the werewolf where his hideout were, but right now he didn't care to think of consequences.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Mon Jul 02, 2012 9:40 pm

He just wanted to be close? Xtain's hold tightened at that. "Close?" He echoed softly while closing his eyes just a bit tighter than he had before. His eyelids strained before his gold eye opened again when the embrace was returned. Gradually Xtain stopped trembling. He didn't feel the need to be scared anymore for some reason. In that moment when he was held and holding on to his hunter he felt a certain serenity that he barely remembered from when he was a pup.

When the hold ended his eye remained fixed on their jointed hands, his own limp in the other's. He didn't make eye contact until it was sought out. Instantly he felt the male gazing at his scarred eye. Alphons was looking at it. It made his stomach flip in a nasty way. He felt so ugly, but it didn't seem like the hunter cared.

Suddenly Xtain was led. He didn't fight the tug nor did he care where they were going. Silently he walked with the one who had held him, who spoke of desires to be close if only for a moment. He would give anything for that very thing. It was all he had ever wanted and right now it was what he needed to go on another day. The knots in his chest were beginning to unravel and his ears slowly rose.

About ten minutes of silence later the wolf finally spoke. "Where are you taking me?" He asked, finally returning the hold. His fingers felt strange in someone's hand, but he didn't hate it. He may have actually liked it, because he still had the contact of another being who was at least pretending to care. That meant everything in this moment. Moving foreword, the wolf suddenly found himself walking beside the man rather than a few paces behind him.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Tue Jul 03, 2012 4:36 pm

The wolf's confused repetition of the word close could have come from the angel himself. What did it mean, really? And could they be close, for real? Oh well, better not to think about that right now. It was liberating, actually, the feeling that came after he had decided to not think. Xtain showed no resistance as Alphons led him through the streets, but it felt as if he were more indifferent than consenting. He guessed that as long as they were both in on this, whatever this might be, it was ok.

He was surprised when Xtain suddenly spoke and pressed the hand in his a little bit tighter, as if he was scared that the other suddenly would change his mind. He had no energy to deal with things right now, unless they just happened.
"Ah... Uhm, to my place."
To get some sleep, some energy. Alphons wondered if it would be any different, sleeping with someone else next to you. After all, would it really matter since you were asleep, indifferent to the world?

They reached the front door of the building and climbed the stairs to the second floor. When they reached the door to his flat he reached round himself to get his keys from his pocket. He didn't want to let go of Xtain's hand even for the short moment it would have taken to reach into his pocket with the hand connecting him to the other man. The door slid open, revealing the small, empty hallway. The sparsely furnished room seemed even more empty now when it for the first time were shown to some one else. The angel turned his head towards his visitor, but kept his eyes on the floor.
"The bed, it's not big. But I'll hold you there. Just, hold you."
That was what the wolf had meant, right? And then, tomorrow, when they woke up, maybe they would be able to deal with reality.
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PostSubject: Re: Battle of beasts (Shexton, mature)   Wed Jul 04, 2012 1:51 am

To his place? Xtain was confused. Why was he going to his place? He didn't argue though nor did he speak again until they arrived. Instead he walked quietly along and enjoyed the strange sensation of hand holding. It was a pleasure he'd never once been granted before and it was a pleasure he didn't wish to give up any time soon.

He followed the hunter up the stairs to the flat and instantly hesitated to enter. He wasn't use to such a small environment with such a lack of material possessions. Another thing he didn't particularly hate. His ears lowered again when he was suddenly told about the small bed and what would happen there.

Beds... he was only allowed on them for sex, then he was to sleep on the couch or on the floor in the bathroom depending on how he had behaved that day. "The...bed...?" He wanted to confirm since it sounded like a trick. "The bed..." He repeated again while blinking. "....that's... very strange." But very nice just the same.

Xtain began to shrug off his coat, momentarily letting go of the hand so he could get the thing off though the second he had it hanging on a coat rack his hand captured the other's yet again. Now his neck was exposed. Black and red marks with fresh, still bloodied bites marred his healing flesh. His arms had dark marks in the shapes of handprints, like he had been struggling and someone had been holding him down. His lower neck showed signs of a strangulation with those same hand prints. Upon closer examination one of his ears had been bitten. His cheek held a single bruise, though these were the only visible prints left by Lucifeal . That and a few smaller bruises on his arms, but nothing serious. His long sleeve shirt hid most of the abuse on his arms, but bits from his shoulders were seen since the shirt was a bit baggy on him and when he rolled his sleeves up bits on his arms could be seen as well.

Lucifeal wasn't a gentle lover. Lucifeal was rough, a sadist by nature or so it seemed. It was hard to believe he had a divine descent. Of course, Xtain didn't believe him when he said he was of holy origin. He'd never believe such a foul beast could have come from the heavens. Not like he had to worry much about that now. Right now, all he had to worry about was cuddling. Frankly he couldn't wait. Just before they could approach the bedroom door Xtain pushed himself against Alphons and captured his chin from behind. His head rested on the man's shoulder and his lips met the hunter's cheek. "Thank you..." He whispered drousily. "It seems like... you never stop saving me."
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