Lyc to the Rescue
#2 of White Wolf
Mind you that the last story was 100% true, but this one is not, and I do not encourage this sort of behavior. THis is purely a fantasy of what I want to do to the guy mentioned in this chapter. You'll understand.
Cubs, Hatchlings, and Human lovers get out...please.....seriously...thank you.
Lyc to the Rescue
Lannius Drasec
I wake up, god what a night. I remember it like it had just happened, the hot arctic fox I buried my cock into and took his virginity, the wild night we had spent together, and the time just cuddling and talking afterwards. I could really see myself loving this man, but could I ever really say it, could I ever really say that word or have that feeling about anyone...after what he did?
My thoughts are interrupted as I reach to my side to wake up my fox lover but I see no one, please god, don't let this be a one night stand. I see a note on the pillow, it contains a phone number and a message. "I had fun last night, don't be a stranger, your little foxi, Killsma." I smile and lay my head back, sighing in relief. I read the note over and over again before I get out of bed and put it in my pants pocket, my pants, along with the rest of my wardrobe hanging over the chair.
I look down at my sheathed cock, god it was sore. I've never used it so much, but I loved the feeling, and couldn't wait to get another taste of it's sweet remedy. As I think of Killsma I start to grow uncontrollably hard again, but I counter it by heading in the bathroom and taking my morning piss. I lift the seat and pull my semi-hard cock into position. I let loose my bladder and wait...something's wrong, no water hitting water...I open my eyes and see my pee heading in a different direction than aimed. "Aaahh, Shit!" I start to direct it into the toilet but have no such luck, I try to at least get it angled into the sink or something but I'm freaking out. Finally I just jump into the shower and turn it on. I let the rest of myself go and it's all finished. I sigh and start to laugh at myself, that's a story to tell.
I shower off and lather some shampoo all over my fur, getting it fully white for tonight at The Dragons Playground. I hear the door to my room open half way through drying off and I get a wide smile on my muzzle. Killsma probably came back. I hang the towel up and walk to the door. I listen to the foot steps of my little fox inside the room and then I throw the door open and pounce my lover. I'm on the bed now, staring into not the purple eyes of Killsma, but the crimson eyes of the Dragon Bartender Lann. "Gettin a little frisky there ain't ya wolfy."
I jump up in surprise. "Hey Lann, what ya doing in here?"
"Could have asked you guys the same question last night."
He's got me there, oh crap, I'm still naked. I try to cover up but Lann waves off my efforts.
"Doesn't bother me none, I've lived in a frat house, and had about nineteen boyfriends, you ain't got nothing new."
I shrug and abandon my efforts, noticing the Dragon himself was in a white Bath Robe.
"So, why you all covered up then?"
"It's a hotel, outside my own room is an indecency law."
"Oh, okay."
"Man, I need some coffee, you want some coffee?"
"Sure."
Lann walks over to the pot and starts to put on a pot of coffee. "I can't believe they gave this room a pot to make coffee and my room didn't have one."
"Must have been a mix up, you could probably get a free night's stay out of that."
"Nah, no sense in pissing off the place I come the most."
"You come here a lot?"
"Me and Tide, yea."
I make light conversation with my new Dragon friend as the coffee reaches the top of the pot. The coffee stops trickling into the pot and Lann rushes over. "Nothing like a cup of Joe after a night of Tide and 3 seconds of being pounced by you." He chuckles at his own joke and I laugh along with him. I pour myself a cup and He sits on one side of the bed. I sit on the other and he slaps my back. "So, no holding back, I want details about last night."
I laugh at the sudden gesture. "No words that can describe it, it was just something you had to experience."
"How far did you make it?"
"All the way."
"Wow, that's impressive."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing bad, it's a compliment. Killsma's really proud of his virginity, he wouldn't just give it to anyone. He must really like you."
"Oh, heh. I hope he does, I like him too."
"Well, real love can't be constructed, it happens on the first night together with someone, the two just don't know it's bond until they accept it."
I sit there and absorb Lann's words. He finally downs his coffee and burps. A little flame shoots out and he laughs and excuses himself. "He left a note didn't he?"
"Yea, how did you know?"
"Heh, it's this little game all subs play, I'm guessing you were the dom in this session?"
"Yea."
"Well, since you were the dom, the sub gets up afterwards and leaves a note, I guess just to fuck with us for having it our way."
"Heh, like they didn't like it."
"Yea." We both laugh and high five. "Well, I gotta use the bathroom right quick, ya mind?"
"Nah, go ahead."
I let him go and do his business and he heads in. I slip on some of my clothing before I hear him yell out to me. "Dude, why does everything smell like Piss?"
Two hours alter I'm walking down the streets of Baltimore. I'm looking around for something to do, and god knows there's plenty to do in the Inner Harbor. I look at my watch, about 10:30 AM. I could probably go to Hard Rock Café for opening and play some guitar. Or go over to the Aquarium and show people how to swim with the sharks. Now that I think of it, there's hardly anything in this city I can't do.
I finally decide on heading over to the local garage and getting my car for a drive. I go to the garage and there are about five stories of cars, I always park at the top, just for fun. I wave at Kimberly, the morning shift ticket girl, the young pantheress waves back as I pass by. I walk all the way up the building, I never use the elevator, not much effort in pushing a button and just going up. I reach my car, covered in the sheet it usually is. I get a chill every time I pull her out of hiding. I was never much of a car person, until I saw this car. Five god damn summers working to get this car, and now it paid off.
I rip the sheet off of the car, and look over it's finished black paint job. 71' Dodge Charger, Modified 440 Big Block Engine, 620 horses of Baltimore Muscle. I unlock the doors and get into the drivers seat. I love this part. I start up the engine and the sound alone starts to set off the car alarm of the car next to me. I laugh my ass off and then put it in first gear.
I take off and notice as I go through the garage that my phone is displaying that I have one message. I open it up and it's from Kim. "Hey Lyc, you were a bit low on gas so I had Terry get it filled up." I checked the gas gauge and it sure enough was on full. I drive to the entrance/exit point and smile at Kim.
"Thanks babe, I love ya" I yelled out the window over the engine.
"Don't I wish."
I chuckle and then drive off. Some people took Love as a careless word, something to show even the most mediocre affection, Kim was one of those people, I could say anything to her. As far as a relationship goes, I just don't know anymore.
I drive through the city out into the country side, most of the suburbs were out here, but other than that it was mostly free range dirt roads. That's my territory. I slammed the gas and built it up to eighty on a dirt road. I slammed on the E-Break and drifted a full 180 degrees, popping the gears into reverse and maintaining my speed as I went backwards. I pulled the same maneuver and popped the gear back into 4th, going forward once again and only loosing about five mph off the gauge. I hoot and holler. I open the window and howl hard as my lungs allow. My cell phone rings and I pick it up, closing the window to drown out the engine a bit. "Hello?"
"Lyc, it's Killsma."
"Are you okay, you sound like something's wrong."
"Something is wrong, I need you to come and get me."
"Are you hurt?"
"I'll explain when you get here."
"Okay, where are you?"
"I'm about half way down Lennex."
"Okay, I know where you are, I'll be there in a minute."
"Thank you."
I hang up, god damn it. I will be there in a minute, but I need to cut through the city. I can out run any cop, and a bunch I know. The real problem is that the only road to get to Lennex is about to start on an overpass that I'm going to pass under in a few seconds, I'm gonna hate myself later.
I hit the acceleration and get her into top gear. Going about 140 I go off road and start riding up the hill ramping to the road above. I hit the very edge and my car leaves the ground for a few seconds. Gravity does not exist for a moment as my car sails through the air onto the road. I balance out and start to drive once more. I break about 170, although my car can achieve 210, but that's a speed I'd rather save for one special day. I drive into the city, now the real shit's going to hit the fan.
I swerve though intersections and dodge traffic for about a mile until finally spotted by a police cruiser. The lights turn on and my cell phone rings. I pick it up and Mike answers the phone, my German Shepherd friend ,and also the guy who just so happens to be chasing me in the police cruiser. "Dude, what the hell are you doing, pull over!"
"I can't Mike, someone's in trouble, I need to get to Lennex before they get hurt."
"Okay, I'll escort you."
Damn, now my pursuer has become my escort. We rush through the city, all cops being told to disregard the black charger. We get to Lennex and I see Killsma. What I see is disgusting and unlocks a part of my anger that only rarely happens. A green dragon is holding him against a tree and touching him against his will. Killsma has tears in his eyes and Mike still isn't here, must have been too fast for him. I get out of my car and pull out my Black Leather Trenchcoat as well. I slide it on and pull the switchblade knife out of the hidden pocket. I walk from my charger and up to the unsuspecting rapist. I take his shoulder and throw him against one of the other trees. I hold his hand to the tree as I flip the blade out and stab his left hand into the tree.
I grab the horns sticking out of his head and pull him in close so he can hear me. "Listen up you sick son of a bitch. The next time I catch you trying to do that to someone, especially," I twist the knife a bit for emphasis, "my boyfriend, I'll cut your dick off and shove it so fucking far up your ass that you'll see the head sticking out your throat. Do I make myself clear?"
"Fuck you."
I twist the knife further. "Do I make myself clear!"
"YES, shit yes, I fucking understand!"
"Good."
I pull the knife out of the guy's hand and wipe it off on his jacket. I put the blade away and Mike finally rolls up. The dragon is leaning on the tree, yelling in pain at his bleeding hand. Killsma is on the other tree, covering his eyes in fear. I go over to comfort Killsma. Mike gets out and goes over to inspect the Dragon. "Shit Lyc, what did you do to him?"
"Self defense officer, he attacked this guy and then tried to attack me."
"Got it."
I drape my jacket over Killsma and let him cry into my shoulder. Mike pulls out the hand cuffs and then I hear gun shots.
I pull Killsma to the ground and cover him. I hear footsteps from someone running and I finally look up. Mike is on the ground and the Dragon is gone. I rush over to Mike and he's fine, just hard to breath from a close range bullet to Kevlar. He rips his uniform off to dig the bullet out of the vest underneath and pulls out his gun.
"You two get out of here."
"Call me if you need help or when he's caught."
"Okay."
I shake his paw quickly and rush over to Killsma. I lift him up and usher him quickly to the car. I speed off.
Three hours later we're at Killsma's house and he's leaning on me on the couch. He stopped crying now that we were alone and I tried to get him to talk to me.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yea, now that you're here, I'm okay."
"So, who was that."
Killsma is a little hesitant towards my question but finally answers with a sob. "His name is Dez, he's my Boyfriend.
To be continued...