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Chapter 8: Just Stay With Me

Kilyan returned to the storage room that morning to find Keeno there. For the most part of the morning, he had sat beside Yana, guarding her vigilantly from the lusty sailors. But now he had come back in search of Keeno and was shocked to find Keeno stretched out and unbound on his sheets, eating an early lunch. Keeno sat up when Kilyan entered the room and offered him an apple that he took and bit with relish. As he sat there munching on the apple, he realized that Keeno was staring at him in amazement.

"What?" said Kilyan blankly and paused, his cheek bulging with apple.

Keeno shook his head. "What in the world did you do to that male? Tyne came back to his cabin blubbering and crying! He had left me tied up on his bed. When he heard the sailors out there raping you and Yana, he tied up my wrists and ran out there -- I mean, we knew they were raping you because you were just screaming! When he came back, he just held me and cried, then he untied me and said I could do whatever I wanted so long as I didn't try to escape. I couldn't believe it. Before that he was teaching me what duties I would have to perform for that stupid chieftess of his." Keeno shivered in disgust as he thought of it and ate from his porridge.

Kilyan didn't have to ask what duties. He had been taught a few the night before and even that morning when Tyne ate his ass. He shivered too and took another bite of the apple.

"So anyway, he was crying," went on Keeno around a mouthful of porridge. "And saying how he didn't know what to do with you and how he was so scared of displeasing his chieftess and all this shit. And I'm sitting there in his arms just thoroughly confused and wishing he'd get the hell off me --"

Kilyan laughed.

"Honestly, Kilyan," said Keeno, shaking his head. "I think he's in love with you!"

"I know," Kilyan said, startling his friend. "And I plan on using that."

"What!"

"Think about it, Keeno!" Kilyan said impatiently. "Tyne would do anything for me. What if I convinced him to let us go!"

Keeno just stared at Kilyan, his ears pricked forward. "Do you know what you're saying? You're going to play with the emotions of a big, bulky wolf like that? And what if he realizes what you're doing to him? You'll be punished, Kilyan!"

Kilyan rolled his eyes. "After being raped repeatedly, I see being whipped as child's play. And don't you want to go home, Keeno? I've got to try!"

Keeno saw the urgency in Kilyan's eyes and muttered miserably, "Oh, that's right. Your dad . . ." He shook his head sadly, then drew his knee up and rested his arm on it, taking a thoughtful bite of bread as he stared at his tray. "You know, the only thing is, how are you going to pretend to like cock to, you know, seduce him?"

Kilyan swallowed, staring at the opposite wall. "Yeah, I know. He already knows I like pussy. But I don't have to convince him otherwise. All I have to do is make him want me. All I have to do . . . is please him."

They looked at each other and they both made a face.

"This would be so much easier if he was just some hot female," said Keeno, shaking his head. "I mean, I have nothing against tail chasers, but goddamn, what I would give for a nice pair of tits in my paws and not Tyne's dick."

Kilyan laughed and took another bite of his apple.

"So what were you and Yana doing wandering around alone together?" Keeno asked, giving Kilyan a shrewd stare. "I think you made Tyne jealous."

Kilyan hated himself when he colored up. His ears went back flat on his head and he looked away angrily when Keeno started laughing.

"Goddamn, Kilyan. You collect wives like flies these days. I remember when we were pups, you couldn't even get Lea to glance at you. And now? Now you can't shake the females off."

"Shut up, Keeno!" Kilyan muttered, blushing even redder.

"Oh, Kil, don't get mad. Yana's a knockout. If you're too embarrassed to take her, give her to me!" Keeno chuckled, watching Kilyan's discomfort in amusement as he took another spoonful of porridge in his mouth.

"She all but raped me," Kilyan admitted. "And Tyne left me so horny --" Kilyan paused, looking horrorstricken at what he'd just said, and when Keeno started roaring with laughter, he snapped quickly, "Not like that! I wasn't horny for him -- I --"

"I know, Kilyan, I know," said Keeno with a happy sigh. "It's just . . . I guess I'm just reaching for reasons to smile. I may never see my wife and my daughter again after all . . ." Keeno glowered at his tray, but he looked up when he felt Kilyan's paw on his shoulder.

"You will get home, my brother. This I promise you!"

They smiled at each other.

Later that night, Kilyan entered Tyne's cabin. He stood in the doorway and let the curtain fall behind him. He saw Tyne sitting beside the fire as he had that morning, pouring over parchment, a serious glint in his eyes. He looked up sharply when he realized Kilyan was standing there and he barked out, "What the fuck do you want!"

Kilyan was little shocked by his anger, but he didn't show it. Steeling himself to do this and do it right, he moved through the room slowly and deliberately, and when he came to a stop at Tyne's side, he placed his paw on his shoulder and rubbed. Tyne glanced down at Kilyan's paw and up at his face.

"What's the meaning of this!" Tyne hissed, but Kilyan saw that he was getting hard, even as he was glowering up at him. He smacked Kilyan's paw off, and Kilyan realized he was embarrassed. "You think you can come in here and abuse the way I feel for you?" Tyne demanded, shooting up from his chair. He towered over Kilyan, his paws clenched into fists at his sides.

Kilyan looked up at Tyne and silently cursed those blue eyes that always had a way of knowing exactly what was going through his mind. It seemed those blue eyes had not failed to read him yet again. But Kilyan was determined. Saving his father was worth everything -- everything! Even letting his big gray wolf have his way with him.

"Yes, that's exactly what I think," Kilyan answered quietly, and he smoothed his paw up and down Tyne's chest, looking him deeply in the eyes. "You want me, Tyne. Badly. And I'll surrender to you completely if you help me and my friends escape."

Tynelooked as if he wanted to say yes, but he snorted instead and said, "So Yana's your friend now, is she?"

"Yes."

Kilyan waited, peering into Tyne's eyes. He hoped Tyne would say yes and at the same time he didn't: the last thing he wanted was another cock in his ass. But if it meant he could go back home, he would bear it.

"You little rat, you! You little devil!" Tyne hissed, and Kilyan realized with a jolt that he was being backed into the wall. Tyne rested his paws on the wall either side above Kilyan's head and leaned down to look at him, his eyes glinting angrily. "So now you'll let me make love to you without protest? You won't shy from my touches and kisses? You won't try to stop me when I suck you off?"

Kilyan felt a wave of misery but shook his head and answered that no, he wouldn't.

Tynegave a bitter laugh. "You may be able to do those things, but you can't make yourself want me. You can't make yourself like it when I fuck you, when I kiss you and touch you. And . . . that's what I want from you, beautiful black thing," Tyne whispered, and he touched an affectionate finger to Kilyan's chin.

Kilyan stared up at in him amazement, and looking into those sad, hungry blue eyes, he realized just how badly Tyne wanted Kilyan to desire him in return. Damn that Tyne already knew he liked pussy! If it wasn't for that, Kilyan could've pretended! He glowered at the ground and looked up when he heard a chuckle. Tyne's blue eyes were smiling at him, and he realized that Tyne -- as always, damn him! -- had read Kilyan's feelings in his eyes.

"You know, I think those eyes are your curse. They give away so much about you and you don't even know it. You'd better start practicing disguising your emotions, pretty one. Or, god, you're going to have a tough time with the chieftess."

Kilyan felt his misery wash over him again. He had tried to bargain himself to get back home and it hadn't worked at all! He felt like a fool. Desperate now, he took a deep breath and looked up into Tyne's blue eyes again.

"Tyne, I need to go home so badly -- please!" Kilyan whispered, and he was ashamed of himself with he felt his lips trembling, when tears started to his eyes. "My father is very s-sick! He needs me!"

Kilyan saw Tyne's blue eyes grow even sadder. "You know," Tyne whispered, "if you had come to me like this in the first place -- with your heart in those big green eyes -- I would have said yes right away."

Kilyan's ears pricked forward in his shock.

"But you still have to let me make love to you," Tyne whispered, "and when I kiss you, you must kiss me back."

Kilyan bit his lip. Oh, god, if only he didn't have to do this! "How do I know this isn't a trick?" he demanded. "That as soon as it's over, you won't just have me tied up and put back in the storage room!"

Tynesmiled and whispered, "Clever one! All right. Here's what I'll do: I'll have Yana released from the block and I'll bring Yuri to her. And she and the pup will stay in the storage room with Keeno -- free as birds, able to do as they please! -- while I make love to you. And when I've finished with you, you can all go free."

Kilyan stood against the wall, unable to believe what he'd just heard. He had obtained freedom just like that -- and all because Tyne wanted him so badly! But Tyne didn't just want him: Tyne wanted Kilyan to want him back. And if Kilyan couldn't feel those desires for a male, then he wanted him to pretend: when Tyne kissed him, Kilyan had to kiss him back; when Tyne touched him, Kilyan had to touch him too. Kilyan shivered just at the thought and Tyne laughed at him.

"It won't be so bad," Tyne told him, cupping his face. "I promise."

Kilyan was relieved when Tyne let him go and went to the curtain. He heard Tyne order some nearby sailors to release Yana from the block, to give her her daughter, and to let her roam free if she chose. Kilyan could tell that the sailors seemed startled, but they answered with obedience and he heard them rush off to do what they were told. Then Tyne turned to face the room again. Kilyan was still standing against the wall, and he realized suddenly that he should have been on the bed and laying there looking seductive, the better to make Tyne want him -- but he didn't think he could do such a thing! And he didn't think he could pretend to want a male. He didn't know how. And he realized to his shame that he was frightened. But why? He had been raped so many times now . . .

Kilyan realized Tyne was standing over him, and when he looked up into his eyes, Tyne was smiling in sympathy.

"Why are you so frightened? I have never really harmed you. I know damn well you don't like cock. Hell, you don't even have to pretend. I know you don't like it when I touch you. But if you'll just yield to me, I'll let all of you go. Will you yield to me?"

When Kilyan looked up again, he saw the blue eyes were burning with that same terrible hunger and he realized for the first time how lonely Tyne was and that, if he took that loneliness away for one night, he could go home!

Kilyan nodded and closed his eyes. A moment later, and he felt Tyne's paw touching his face, cupping it, and then Tyne's lips pushed against his. He trembled and remembered he was supposed to kiss him back. And thinking desperately of Lea now, he did: Kilyan pushed his tongue into Tyne's mouth and even put his arms around him, and Tyne seemed pleased. He held Kilyan back and kissed him deeper, and Kilyan tried not to flinch when he felt Tyne's paws grab his buttocks in fistfuls. Oh, god, how was he going to endure this?

Now Tyne was backing Kilyan toward the bed as he kissed him, still groping and massaging his buttocks, and Kilyan kept trying not to cringe, kept trying to think of Lea or Ohana, but the illusion that he was with a female was shattered when he felt Tyne's hard cock brush against him. He groaned miserably before he could stop himself. God, Tyne was going to put that thing in him again! And then Tyne was kissing him all over his face, kissing him so hard that Kilyan realized he was purposely forcing him down on his back with these kisses. He felt Tyne's paw close over his cock and start stroking. A shudder when through Kilyan, and he closed his eyes and tried to pretend that this was Ohana doing this to him, but, oh, god, Tyne's paw was just too big for such a fantasy and Kilyan heard himself sob.

"Oh, lord, you're so tender," Kilyan heard Tyne whisper even as he was still showering his face with little kisses. "Crying when all I want to do is make love to you! Is it really so bad? And I'm being so gentle. I could just flip you over and ride you hard. But I haven't done that, have I?" Tyne kissed Kilyan on the lips and whispered again, "Have I?"

"No," Kilyan admitted, trembling as Tyne showered his neck with little kisses.

"Then kiss me back," Tyne whispered, looking Kilyan in the eye. "And mean it."

Kilyan was startled when Tyne suddenly smashed his lips to his. Damn Tyne's kisses! But, god, his tongue felt delicious filling Kilyan's mouth, sliding inside, pushing against him, caressing him, and Kilyan realized that he could very easily pretend this was a female if he tried. He kissed Tyne back fervently and thought of Lea and felt himself get hard. Tyne moaned his appreciation and kissed Kilyan even deeper now, pressing him down to the furs.

Tynepulled back momentarily to whisper, "Put your arms around me!" before he had closed his mouth over Kilyan's again.

Kilyan did as he was told and was ashamed to like the warmth of Tyne's body against his own. He felt Tyne pull at his thighs until his legs were open and bent, and then Tyne knelt back between Kilyan's legs. Kilyan lay there with his bent legs wide, feeling so helpless and open and exposed. Tyne was preparing to suck him, he knew this, and he lay there trying to fight down the urge to squeeze his legs shut, to cover himself. Tyne saw Kilyan's silent struggle and laughed at him.

"It's a damn shame you're not a tail chaser," Tyne whispered. "Because I wonder what it's like to be loved by someone as gorgeous you, to be wanted by someone as beautiful as you are. To have those green eyes look at you with desire. To have those black paws touch you in earnest. Your wife is going to be glad to have you back, my dark beauty."

Kilyan wished Tyne would stop saying those things to him. He wanted to hate Tyne, but he was starting to feel sorry for this wolf who had raped and abducted him. It was maddening! But looking in Tyne's eyes in that moment, Kilyan's heart softened and he didn't know how to hate him anymore. He suddenly knew Tyne was reading these thoughts in his eyes and he looked angrily away.

"Don't be ashamed," Kilyan heard Tyne whisper. "You may feel things for me. I rather wish you would."

Kilyan looked up again. Tyne was smiling at him! He leaned down suddenly, and Kilyan squeezed his eyes shut as his cock was taken into that hot, eager mouth. That first long, wet suck sent a shiver through Kilyan's body. He groaned long and low and felt his cock swell. Tyne seemed pleased by this, for he groaned in appreciation. He sucked Kilyan in long, wet, slow strokes, slurping with his tongue, massaging with his lips. Kilyan had never been sucked this way before -- not even the night before when Tyne had done this to him. And he realized that he hadn't been able to feel this deep pleasure because he had tried to stop Tyne and Tyne had hurried to finish. But now Kilyan just lay there groaning, his eyes closed, his brows drawn together, unable to believe the things he was being made the feel. And he was shocked even more when he moaned Tyne's name. He colored up but didn't open his eyes: it just felt so good! Even Tyne's hungry smacking noises as he slurped Kilyan's dick aroused him! Before Kilyan realized what was happening, he had given himself over in Tyne's mouth, Tyne was swallowing his cum.

Kilyan sagged in the sleeping furs, breathless, unable to believe and even ashamed that he'd just received so much pleasure from a male. He felt his heart sinking when he realized Tyne was nudging him onto his back. No, no -- not the cock in his ass again! But he daren't protest. If he wanted to go home, he had to endure this.

Kilyan whimpered and tried not to clench up his buttocks when he felt Tyne enter him, but he failed. Tyne leaned down, and between kissing Kilyan on his cheek and his neck, he told him to relax, that a cock was easier to take if he wasn't tense. Kilyan took a deep breath and tried to relax and felt better for it: his anus relaxed, allowing Tyne a smoother entry and lessoning his pain.

"Damn you," Kilyan heard Tyne whisper in his ear and he received another kiss on his cheek. "I think . . . I think I'm in love with you! Shit! I've got to get out this business -- no more selling love slaves!"

Kilyan was surprised when he started to laugh softly. Tyne was surprised too, but he laughed with Kilyan and continued riding him deeply and slowly.

Kilyan had closed his eyes and was trying to pretend he was somewhere else when Tyne's voice came in his ear again, earnestly pleading, "Stay with me tonight. Please?"

Kilyan was startled. He looked around at Tyne out of the corner of his eye. Tyne's blue eyes were desperate, aching.

"Just for tonight," Tyne whispered. "Please stay? And I'll help you escape before dawn."

Before Kilyan could answer, Tyne came with a little strained cry. He pulled out of Kilyan, but hovered on his paws and knees on top of him, his head bowed, gasping for breath. Kilyan rolled over and cupped Tyne's face. Tyne was startled and looked up at him.

"I'll stay," Kilyan whispered, gazing up at Tyne with pitying eyes.

Tynesmiled at him, and they snuggled down together in the pillows.

Kilyan lay there and couldn't believe the gentility, the affection of this big, burly creature as he held him close in his arms. He flushed at this embarrassing coddling, thinking to himself that he might as well have been this male's wife! Tyne held Kilyan tight to his chest and kissed his mane and his cheeks. Their bodies were curled together on the sleeping furs. And every now and then, Tyne would give Kilyan a loving kiss on the lips that made him blush.

Kilyan lay there tolerating all this affection, and he wondered for the first time in his life what it was like to be a tail chaser -- or anyone who felt desire and affection for another wolf and yet knew they could not have that desire and affection back. What would Kilyan have done, he wondered, if Lea had been attracted only to females? He would have been crushed. And perhaps Lea would have left him to live in the sun village, where such love was largely accepted. And what would have happened to Kilyan if his love and desire went refused? He did not know.

"Will you talk with me now?" Tyne whispered.

Kilyan was again startled. "What do you want me to say?"

"Talk to me. Tell me whatever you like -- just don't tell me your name. My heart shall never let you go if I know your name!"

"Can you really be so in love with me?" Kilyan demanded at once. He found all of this very hard to swallow even though Tyne's feelings had worked to his advantage.

"Oblivious little thing," Tyne said fondly. "Why should you be so hard to love? Such a good and strong spirit reaching out from your eyes! You could have destroyed me and you don't even know it -- and even if you did know it, you wouldn't have done it."

Kilyan looked up at Tyne incredulously. "Destroyed you? How!"

"You could have mocked my feelings," Tyne whispered, and Kilyan was saddened that he sounded so miserable. "You could have mocked me that I was a filthy tail chaser. You could have said so many things to hurt me for wanting you. And those things would have destroyed me. But I guess . . . I guess I would have deserved it. I took you from your home, after all."

Kilyan watched sadly as Tyne fumbled to take his pipe off the bedside table. Then the big wolf went to the fire, where he lit the pipe and returned to the bed to smoke it. He put his arm around Kilyan, and Kilyan, without even thinking, let his head fall against Tyne's shoulder. He felt as if he'd been with Tyne so many times now that it was an utterly natural, an utterly innocent thing to rest his head against him. Hell, in Kilyan's absent mind they could have been brothers lying there.

"You're right," Kilyan said thoughtfully. "I wouldn't have destroyed you. You see, my father is a tail chaser."

Kilyan laughed when Tyne froze and asked eagerly, "Does he look anything like you?"

"I look exactly like my father," Kilyan answered. He pointed a playful finger at Tyne and said, "But don't get any ideas! My father is happily married."

"So what? He likes both pussy and cock? Or he just wanted a family?"

"No, no," said Kilyan, frowning and shaking his head. "My father likes pussy. I should know: I had to listen to him fucking my mother for seventeen years."

Tynechuckled. "Oh, the blessing of having pups!"

"Tell me about it. I have two boys. My little ones," said Kilyan, gazing mistily into space. He didn't notice when Tyne smiled at him fondly.

"Now I have to get you home more than ever. I can't take a father from his children."

Kilyan glanced up at Tyne gratefully and it seemed bizarre to him suddenly that he was lying here at his leisure, talking comfortably to a wolf who had raped him the night before! But he realized as Tyne smiled down at him that the big gray wolf had been asking for this intimacy when he asked Kilyan to talk to him. It hit him again how acutely lonely Tyne was, and without really thinking, Kilyan kissed Tyne on the cheek -- the same kiss he might have given to his mother if she started to cry -- and he laughed when Tyne blushed furiously.

"Now stop that," said Tyne, flustered now. "You keep this up and I don't know how I'll let you go!"

"But you will let me go."

"Why's that!"

"Because you love me."