Chapter 1: Always Late

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Kestrel City – Capitol

Vhaldaria…

Nine Months after the Azure Flux incident...

Mick walked out of the community center with Xen, both dressed in their usual attire, walking over to the Audi SVX-4000 and Xen’s Chopper Motorcycle. They both had just completed a martial arts refresher course, and also took some time to go through some weight lifting sessions. Mick was getting stronger, and his build was becoming more similar to Xen’s, progressing day by day.

Xen walked over to his chopper, getting ready to start it up as Mick unlocked the Audi. “I’d better get to the space port soon. Fox, Krystal, and Marcus are waiting for me to pick them up.”

“Yep. It’s hard to believe that Marcus is now 18. A legal adult.” Xen said. “I think he’s looking forward to this vacation with us, while we’re still staying with your godfather.”

Mick nodded. “Uncle Ryan has been a godsend for us, considering all the grueling business we went through last year. Well, I’ll see you back at the castle, Big kitty.”

Mick got into the Audi, and hit a button on the dash, popping out the transporter computer. He put the keys in the ignition, and got ready to enter the code and provide his fingerprint to unlock the ignition when a slender teenage lady Siamese cat, dressed in a miniskirt, t-shirt and vest walked up and tapped on his window. She couldn’t have been older than 14 years. Mick reluctantly rolled it down, sensing something amiss.

“Excuse me, sir? Could you lend me a hand, please? The tire on my car went flat, and I can’t get one of the lugs off…”

“Sorry, miss. I can’t right now. I must get going, or I’ll be late picking up some friends from the port.” Mick said.

He didn’t even get his finger to the window button when the Siamese vixen pulled a small hold-out blaster from her jacket and jarred it against Mick’s head.

“Would you rather be late, or would you rather be dead?” The Siamese asked, showing her true colors. Mick rolled his eyes, slid the touchscreen back in, and opened the door, stepping out of the car. He saw Xen watching, with a thug near him, a larger blaster pressed against the ashen lion’s temple.

“Alright, boys! We’re clear!” The Siamese called out. At that moment, four individuals, consisting of a variety of odds and ends of felines, canines, and a vulpine in the same age group as the Siamese. They were all all armed with a variety of small blades and small firearms, sprang out of hiding from behind the parking garage’s pillars, whooping and cheering with glee. The thug holding Xen hostage joined them as they piled into the Audi, the vulpine taking the driver’s seat.

“Thanks for the ride, sucker!” The vulpine shouted, giving Mick a one-finger salute.

Mick just smiled, playing it off like he wasn’t even being carjacked. “Try to be careful with her, she’s got a brand-new engine and drive system.”

“No worries about ‘dat, foo!” A Panther shouted from the passenger seat. The carjacking vulpine then turned the keys in the ignition. The car didn’t even turn over!

“Woah! What the fuck?!” The vulpine shouted, his gang buddies going into an uproar as he turned the key repeatedly, several times with no results, surprised and in wonder of why the car wasn’t starting.

“Good luck with that. Ignition’s coded.” Mick said.

The Vulpine and his buddies got out of the Audi. “Then you better give us the cheat code, foo!”

“Oh, the code won’t do you any good.” Mick said with a nonchalant smile. “You see, this car also has bio-metric readers, and even with the code, it won’t start unless my fingers with my fingerprints are gripping the steering wheel. Do yourselves a favor, and quit while you are ahead.”

The panther growled, getting out a Bowie knife. “Then get ready to lose one of yo’ hands, foxy boy!”

The other gang members then whipped out their weapons, surrounding Mick: One had his blaster, two had butterfly knives, and the last had brass knuckles! They were almost ready to charge Mick when the Cornerian Fox suddenly barked out. “Wait! Hold on, let me fold up my jacket first, okay?! The damn thing just came out of the dry cleaners! Fuck!”

The gangbangers then paused, on edge as Mick took off his suede and leather ribbed jacket, folding it with care and setting it on the roof of the Audi.

Once the jacket was folded, one of the gangsters charged at Mick, only to receive a foot in his mouth when Mick jumped up, planted his hands on the Audi, and sent his foot flying into the offending gangster’s face! A few teeth flew out of his skull from the impact, blood flying onto the concrete!

The vulpine gangster then fired his blaster, which turned out wasn’t a blaster at all! It was in fact, a taser with long-range wire plugs! Mick grabbed a charging gangster and flung him into the way of the projectiles, using his body as a shield! The gangster hit his own ally with his taser shot instead of Mick, sending 10,000 volts through his ally’s body!

Mick then pivoted around the shocked gangster, going for the vulpine holding the taser! He clothes lined the poor bastard before he could even mount a defense, sending him flying off his feet into a pillar!

That only left the panther with the knife!

The panther charged at Mick, who quickly planted his foot into the panther’s gut, sending him reeling back as the Bowie knife flew out of his hand, going straight for the Audi! Mick leaned back in an extreme maneuver, and caught the knife before it had a chance to nick the Audi’s midnight black pearl paint! He then sat up, righting himself and spun the Bowie knife in the panther’s face in an acrobatic fashion, twirling it in his fingers inches from the panther’s face before bashing him with the hilt and throwing the knife on the ground! The panther fell over, clutching his concussed nose in pain! All of the gangsters by that point were rolling around on the concrete, their bodies and egos battered.

The Siamese was in shock, pointing her gun at Mick as he put back on his jacket! “Do not move!” Mick didn’t comply.

“I’m not kidding around, I will shoot!” The Siamese shouted, walking up.

Mick then suddenly grabbed the barrel of the gun, snatching it out of the Siamese’s hands before she could even pull the trigger, and dismantled the weapon before her eyes, leaving it in pieces on the concrete!

“Missy, don’t you have homework you need to be doing?” Mick asked as he straightened out his jacket, carefully smoothing out any creases that were visible, looking at the Siamese vixen from the side of his eyes. “Because I suggest you go home, and get it done.”

The Siamese stood there, disarmed and terrified, her knees shaking! “O-o-okay… Sorry for bothering you, sir!” The Siamese vixen then took off to the stairs, running as fast as her legs could carry her, abandoning her gangster friends!

Mick sighed, feeling a little annoyed. “You okay, Big Kitty?”

Xen brushed off his shoulders and arms, and started up his bike. “I’m fine, Mi Angel Oscuro. No worries. I knew you could handle them, didn’t have a doubt. See you back at the castle.”

Xen then rode off. Mick got back in the Audi, popped out the touchscreen again, entered the unlock code, and placed one of his hands on the steering wheel, turning the key. The car started, the engine purring like Xen or Galen when they were in a state of contentment.

Mick looked at the car’s clock, seeing the time that had passed during his delay. “Great, now I’m going to be late.” He then put the Audi in gear, and drove off.

Egad’s Castle...

Play Room...

Galen moaned deeply as Zarch rode him for all he was worth, Amon penetrating the lion at the same time while Luso licked, kissed, and sucked on Galen’s biceps, chest, and nipples while being fucked by Zarch. Galen had been tethered down to the bed in the play room, metal-elastic cables holding him in place on top of Amon. The coven had ended up here after their morning work out session, with Master Egad and Symon joining in. The only thing was that the HVAC system in the gym had malfunctioned during their workout without their knowledge at the time. Which not only left the gym feeling a little warm, but it also trapped the scent of all the sweat and musk in the room, which ended up arousing the whole coven.

Arousing them very much.

At the moment, everyone in the coven was paired up in groups of two or three. Tommy was on his back, Zhal fucking him in missionary position in a sling. Tommy’s legs were locked around the Tiger’s waist in cuffs around the ankles while his hands had been cuffed to the sling, Zhal’s hands cuffed around Tommy’s back. Gareth was having a good fuck with Bishop and Eli, Gareth on the receiving end of both, Eli’s knot locked in Gareth’s ass, while Bishop penetrated Gareth’s pussy, both standing up and holding Gareth up with the BlackWarGreymon hanging from his arms in chains attached to the ceiling above. Silva and Hatred were currently jerking off Uniko, who was secured in a cushy yet sturdy bondage chair. Silva sent spikes of pleasure through Uniko’s body with precise slides and strokes across the unicorn’s cock, while he and Hatred licked and sucked Uniko’s neck and nipples. Jet had paired up with Codec, Egad, and Symon, the fennec riding the jackal as Codec leaned against the wall, holding Jet up in his arms. Symon and Egad were pressed up against each other, their cocks grinding together. Damion was seated in a bondage chair, being worshipped by Chaos and Tuxa, both suckling and licking his sixteen-inch dick while stimulating each other with their hands, jerking each other off. All of them were paired up, blowing off the steam from their workout arousal.

“Oh, god! Galen… Galen, you make me feel so good!” Zarch gasped. “You’re so thick and big, Galen… Oh, so thick and big!”

Galen gave a mix of a moan and a purr in return, sounding like an erotic, pleasured growl. Amon then started groping and kneading Galen’s pecs with his hands as the lion started to buck his hips, getting close to release.

“Zarch… Zarch, you’re clenching me like a vice…! Oh, that feels so good! You’re making me so hard, Amon… You feel so good inside me… Ohblon shakes, I’m getting close…!” Galen panted, his face in a pleasured drunken smile. “Oh, fuck… Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum…! I’m gonna cum…! I’m gonna cuuuuuuum!” Galen’s last word was drawn out of him as he blew his load, filling Zarch with his seed. Amon didn’t last long after that as he came next, thrusting his hips up and lifting Galen, Luso, and Zarch up off the bed by several inches! This sent Zarch over the edge as well, and he came into Luso, who also came and sprayed his seed all over Galen and Amon.

The rest of the coven then released their loads as well in series, one after the other. Eventually, all of them ended up spent, and after releasing each other from their bondage, went over to the bed and settled in with Galen, Zarch, and Amon.

Before they all dozed off, Galen let out a soft chuckle. “All this because the air conditioner broke down… Who would have thought?”

“I’ll be fine if it breaks down once more, and we can do this all over again.” Luso said as he licked off some of the seed on Galen’s face that he covered him with.

Everyone let out a soft chuckle of agreement, then they all drifted off to sleep.