# The Spirit of Things to Come

Author: Kayle Storm
Tags: Anal, Collie, Knot, Leopard, Love, M/M, Rimming, Supernatural, lonliness

This one was a lot of fun to write. As always, comments and feedback are appreciated. Hope ya'll enjoy it!

&nbsp; &nbsp;The digital clock on the dresser read two thirty a.m. &nbsp;In the dark bedroom, Ian, a young leopard, sat in the middle of the bed, knees drawn up to his chest, clutching his pillow to himself; holding it like a drowning man clings to a stray piece of driftwood. &nbsp;The leopard's shoulders heaved with quiet sobs, tears staining the white pillowcase. &nbsp;He had had the dream again.

&nbsp; &nbsp;In the dream, he was walking down a long, deserted street. &nbsp;Boarded up houses lay on either side. &nbsp;He cried out desperately, hoping for someone, anyone, to hear him. &nbsp;But there was no one there. &nbsp;He was all alone. &nbsp;Each time the dream invaded his sleep, he woke with a deep, lonely ache in his heart. &nbsp;The feeling of being totally, completely alone haunted him, even into the waking hours. &nbsp;The feline looked up at the clock, his amber eyes&nbsp;sad and distant. &nbsp;He would give anything, anything at all, for someone to ease this lonliness.&nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;From across the silent house, he heard a door open and close, softly, but loud enough for him to hear. &nbsp;Ian started, wiping the tears from his eyes. &nbsp;"Who's there?" &nbsp;The leopard's voice shook with fear. &nbsp;He waited a moment, but heard nothing else. &nbsp;Could it be a burglar? &nbsp;The feline looked through the open bedroom door into the dark kitchen.

&nbsp; A sudden, slight breeze seemed to blow across his tear streaked face, a warm, comforting wind. &nbsp;Had he left a window open somewhere? &nbsp;No, surely not. &nbsp;It was the middle of winter; he hadn't opened any of the windows in months. &nbsp;Ian had the overwhelming feeling that someone was not only inside the house with him, but that they were watching him. &nbsp;For some reason, that thought did not make the feline uncomfortable. &nbsp;Instead, it seemed to lift his spirits.

&nbsp; &nbsp;Again, the leopard called out into the darkness. &nbsp;"Is someone there? &nbsp;Please, say something!" &nbsp;In the pitch-black kitchen, he saw a soft shimmer in the air, and then a gentle voice answered him.

&nbsp; &nbsp;"Hello, Ian." &nbsp;The leopard's eyes went wide with surprise. &nbsp;Despite his query, he had never thought that he would actually receive an answer.

&nbsp; &nbsp;"Who... &nbsp;Who are you?" &nbsp;The shimmer in the air grew brighter as it answered.

&nbsp; &nbsp;"I have many names, none of which you could comprehend. &nbsp;Some call me the Spirit of Things to Come."

&nbsp; &nbsp;Ian drew back doubtfully. &nbsp;He had never been one to believe in ghosts or spirits, but how could he deny their existence now, when such an entity was speaking to him from his own kitchen? &nbsp;As the leopard mulled this thought over, the spirit came closer, crossing the threshold into the bedroom. &nbsp;"Don't be afraid, Ian. &nbsp;I am here to help you."

&nbsp; &nbsp;The spirit's voice was soothing, friendly. &nbsp;Ian felt his fear and apprehension slowly begin to melt away. &nbsp;"Help? &nbsp;How?" &nbsp;The shimmering light had drawn abreast of the bed, and it's form began to solidify into a vaguely canine shape. &nbsp;An indention formed on the edge of the bed as it sat down next to the feline. &nbsp;Ian felt a warm, semi-substantial paw rest lightly on his shoulder.

&nbsp; &nbsp;"Your heart hurts. &nbsp;You feel unwanted, like no one cares for you. &nbsp;You see others, mated and happy, and you want to feel glad for them, but you can't. &nbsp;It just makes you hurt even more." &nbsp;Tears welled up in the feline's eyes, and he nodded dumbly. &nbsp;Everything the spirit said rang true. &nbsp;He felt the warm paw caress his face tenderly, wiping away a stray tear. &nbsp;"But things will change, Ian. &nbsp;Things will get better, and very soon. &nbsp;You won't feel like this forever."

&nbsp; &nbsp;The leopard felt the warm paws move to his shoulders and begin to massage gently. &nbsp;He purred softly at the loving touch. &nbsp;The spirit's paws moved downward, rubbing his back. &nbsp;"Would you like me to help you sleep?" &nbsp;The spirit's voice was low, tender.

&nbsp; &nbsp;Ian nodded. &nbsp;"Please." &nbsp;The ghostly paws moved lower, caressing the soft fur at the top of his tail. &nbsp;One paw wandered around his waist and softly touched the inside of his thigh. &nbsp;The feline had wished, night after night, for someone to touch him, to hold him as the spirit did now. &nbsp;Ian felt a warm breath on the back of his neck, followed by a series of soft kisses. &nbsp;He purred louder, leaning back against the spirit's form, almost expecting to fall right through it, but instead resting easily against it's surprisingly substantial body.

&nbsp; &nbsp;The paw at Ian's back slid underneath his tail, and the feline raised the appendage willingly. &nbsp;The soft paw rubbed and stroked at the leopard's tailhole, sending an electric tingle through his body. &nbsp;The spirit's other paw ceased it's motion on Ian's thigh and moved upwward to &nbsp;his groin, running along the length of the feline's semi-hard shaft. &nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;All the while, Ian's ghostly visitor whispered lovingly in his ear. &nbsp;"Your beautiful, Ian. &nbsp;You have a gentle soul, and you care for others more than for yourself." &nbsp;A soft finger slid past the tight ring of muscle under the feline's tail, and the leopard gasped. &nbsp;"Shhh... &nbsp;I won't hurt you." &nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;Thanks to the spirit's gentle ministrations, both under his tail and on his cock, the feline was fully aroused. &nbsp;The paw at his front rubbed over the slick tip of his member, eliciting a soft groan from the leopard. &nbsp;Another finger joined the first inside his tight ass, massaging slowly.

&nbsp; &nbsp;The spirit gently pushed the leopard forward onto all fours, never ceasing it's gentle motions. &nbsp;Ian's tail flagged up and curled over his back willingly. &nbsp;The spirit worked it's gentle fingers in and out of Ian's hole, slowly and tenderly opening up the leopard. &nbsp;Ian moaned quietly. &nbsp;It had been so long since anyone had taken him, much less made love to him the way this mysterious spirit was.&nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;The spirit withdrew it's fingers, and, a moment later, Ian felt a warm breath under his tail. &nbsp;A soft, hot tongue flicked out and ran across the loosened ring of muscle, making the feline gasp in pleasure. &nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;The paw on Ian's cock began to stroke faster. &nbsp;He felt the spirit's tongue slip into him, felt warm saliva slicking his entrance. &nbsp;He received another lick across his tailhole, then the warm tongue was gone, replaced momentarily by a pre-slick shaft gently nudging against the tight ring. &nbsp;Ian moaned softly. "Shhh... &nbsp;Relax. &nbsp;I won't hurt you." &nbsp;The spirit slowly and gently pushed into the leopard.

&nbsp; &nbsp;Ian shuddered expectantly as his visitor entered him. &nbsp;He felt the tip of the spirit's manhood press against his prostate and his hard cock throbbed, dripping pre. &nbsp;"Oh... &nbsp;it's been so long..." &nbsp;The spirit chuckled good naturedly.

&nbsp; &nbsp;"I know. &nbsp;You feel so good inside, Ian." &nbsp;The spirit thrusted gently into the feline, hilting in the leopard. &nbsp;Ian could feel the ghostly shaft pulsing inside him, and it's balls pressed gently against his thighs. &nbsp;The spirit wirhdrew, then pushed slowly back into the feline. &nbsp;The leopard purred loudly, the vibrations generated by the action massaging his ghostly lover's hard shaft.

&nbsp; &nbsp;The spirit thrust deeped into Ian, groaning as the cat's tight muscles squeezed and milked it's cock. &nbsp;The feline could feel the spirit's knot pressing against his ring, and he moaned with arousal. &nbsp;"You can knot me. &nbsp;Please, do it."

&nbsp; &nbsp;The spirit stroked the cat's back gently with one paw, the other groping and stroking at the cat's shaft. &nbsp;"It may hurt. &nbsp;But if you're sure..." &nbsp;Ian nodded, and the engorged knot pressed harder against the feline's hole. &nbsp;Ian relaxed as much as he could, grinding back against his lover's cock. &nbsp;He let out a pained yelp as the blood-filled organ slid past his ring and seated firmly inside him. &nbsp;The feline quivered with arousal and the aftershock of the painful entry. &nbsp;The spirit waited patiently for the cat to catch his breath. &nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;After a long minute, Ian began to grind backwards against the spirit, loving the feeling of his visitor's knot inside him, stretching him open. &nbsp;The ghostly canine wrapped an arm around Ian's chest and sat back, pulling the leopard into his lap. &nbsp;The spirit thrust upward into the feline, even as Ian bounced lightly on the intruding shaft. &nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;The ethereal paw resumed it's slow, steady motion on Ian's cock, and the leopard groaned in pleasure. &nbsp;He rocked his hips slowly on the spirit's endowment, milking and squeezing at it with his internal muscles. &nbsp;The spirit nuzzled the back of Ian's neck, and then bit down in a gentle mating bite.

&nbsp; &nbsp;The feeling of the spirit's teeth on his neck nearly sent the leopard over the edge. &nbsp;He gave a long, gasping moan. &nbsp;The paw on his crotch increased it's pace, as did the grinding thrusts underneath the feline's tail. &nbsp;Ian could feel the cock inside him begin to spasm, and the spirit's thrusts became harder and more erratic. &nbsp;A low growl filled the feline's ear.

&nbsp; &nbsp;The growl crescendoed quickly as the canine gave one last hard thrust and came. &nbsp;Ian could feel the spirit's warm cum coating his insides, quickly pooling against the hard knot that tied&nbsp;the two together. &nbsp;Two more fast, hard strokes on the feline's rock hard member produced a loud yowl of ecstasy from the leopard as he, too, came, spraying thick strings of pent up spunk across his own lap.&nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;The spirit laid it's head on Ian's shoulder, panting hard as he nuzzled against the leopard's neck. &nbsp;Ian's eyes were half closed already, and he could feel a drowsy afterglow creeping up on him. &nbsp;"Thank you. &nbsp;I needed that."

&nbsp; &nbsp;The spirit chuckled softly in response. &nbsp;It gently withdrew it's spent member, the knot popping audibly out of the leopard's well used ass. &nbsp;It laid the cat down gently on his side and licked the feline's cheek. &nbsp;"Look at me, Ian." &nbsp;The leopard's half closed eyes opened, looking up into the eyes of bis ghostly lover.

&nbsp; &nbsp;The face the spirit wore was that of a young collie. &nbsp;In the canine's kind, chocolate brown eyes, Ian could see the same heart wrenching sadness and lonliness that he himself felt. &nbsp;"Remember this face, Ian. &nbsp;Two hearts as lonely as yours and his call out to each other." &nbsp;The spirit caressed Ian's face. &nbsp;"I must leave you now. &nbsp;Sleep." &nbsp;With that, the ethereal visitor vanished. &nbsp;Ian could no longer keep his eyes open, and he fell into a deep, untroubled sleep.

...............

&nbsp; &nbsp;Ian's alarm woke him up at six o'clock. &nbsp;He yawned and sat up slowly. &nbsp;For the first time in longer than he could remember, he felt rested and happy. &nbsp;The events of the previous night were a vague blur, though he knew that it was no dream. &nbsp;The slight soreness under his tail could testify to that.

&nbsp; &nbsp;The leopard dressed quickly. &nbsp;He had to be at work by six-thirty, and had woken up with just enougb time to dress, chug a cup of coffee and go. &nbsp;He jumped into his car and pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store where he worked at six twenty-five. &nbsp;Ian hurried inside and made his way to the time clock.

&nbsp; &nbsp;As he withdrew his time card from the battered machine, he heard a voice behind him. &nbsp;"Mornin', Ian." &nbsp;It was George, an overweight grizzly bear, and also&nbsp;the store manager. &nbsp;"Got a new hire for you to train." &nbsp;Ian groaned. &nbsp;He had worked at the store over two years, and, as such, was the go-to man for training new employees. &nbsp;Ian turned around, already extending a paw to shake the new hire's hand.

&nbsp; And he stopped dead, a look of surprised shock enveloping his face.

&nbsp; &nbsp;Standing beside George was a young collie. &nbsp;"Ian, this is James." &nbsp;A look of open mouthed surprise, similar to Ian's, was evident on the canine's face. &nbsp;George looked from one to the other, momentarily flummoxed. &nbsp;"Say,&nbsp;do ya'll &nbsp;know each other?"

&nbsp; &nbsp;Ian shook off his surprise. &nbsp;"Something like that." &nbsp;Ian and James shook paws. &nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;"Well, get to work then." &nbsp;George lumbered off toward his office. &nbsp;Ian watched him leave, then turned back to James.

&nbsp; &nbsp;"Did... you have a visitor last night?" &nbsp;

&nbsp; &nbsp;The collie nodded. &nbsp;"Yeah. &nbsp;He looked a lot like you."

&nbsp; &nbsp;The two locked eyes.

&nbsp; &nbsp;Suddenly, neither of them felt quite so lonely anymore.

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