Chapter 4: Words of the Steward
#4 of Screams in Gotham
Preface: Gay sex, furry sex, gay furry sex, violence, copious blood loss, "F"-bombs, all the good shit you know? Don't want to read this? Exit the browser window no one is forcing you to read this but if they are don't worry this is a good story!
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Chapter 4: Words of the Steward
Garza stood off to the side waiting impatiently. Magnus was on his knees with a Sharpie drawing various symbols on the floor.
"Stop growling kitty. I take great pride in my work, wish I could say the same about you. We need this gate to go directly to Mephisto's mansion. No screw-ups."
Garza settled into a corner snarling about ass rape.
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The storm bludgeoned Raleigh back and forth, the cruel winds blinded him and drowned his screams. Welsey was naked and standing on the edge of the roof.
Wel could feel it, the canine in him needed this, needed this thrill. The thrill of flying without a safety net. The adrenaline pumped in his chest and he felt himself harden in joy as the lightning crashed around him and thunder tolled out the crimes of the city.
But the fear. He could smell the fear on the air. And Raleigh. Turning back sharply he saw the leopard. Frightened and in shock. He jumped off the ledge onto the gravel and swept the cat into his arms. He pulled his mate close and buried his face in the feline's neck fur, smelling and savoring it.
Wel wanted Ral to feel it. The pulse of nature, the energy of the storm. He called the magic and howled to the sky. His limbs twisted and his skin burned. The fur grew and his muscles expanded. His tail thrashed and he howled again, complete and terrifying. Ral stared in horror and Wel felt his chest melt. He clasped the leopard to his chest and kissed. Kissed him with the strength of the animal world.
Ral's chest heaved. Something, some power shocked him through Wel's lips. It was intoxicating and satisfying, he had to have more. He pulled Wel into another kiss, devouring his lover's face. The cat had to feel it, that pulse, the fulfillment.
The storm's rage blasted around them and Wel tore at Ral's clothes. The shirt ripped easily and the shred were swallowed by the gusts and shrieking zephyrs. The flurry of claws eviscerated the jeans and boxers in the blink of an eye. The leopard stood there, revealed in the presence of his mate.
Husky instincts scratched their up through Wel's skin. The hunger, the hunger for pleasures of the flesh. Wel jumped into his husband's arms for a kiss. He bit the husky's neck, ran his fangs across the skin. Shivers ran through Wel and he barked. Ral could feel it, the heat from Wel's crotch, smell the violent musk on his skin.
The leopard's ass twitched, he desired fulfillment as well. He purred a growl into the husky's ear and Wel's grip tightened. He pushed his love to the ground and flipped him onto all fours.
The clouds broke and the tears of god fell. Blackness whipped around them in the rain but they didn't feel the chilling embrace. Wel dug his claws into Ral's side and stabbed home. The feline screamed into the sky as Wel penetrated him. Raw husky hood jabbed the kitty's guts and pumped like a piston. The burning need cooled within them slightly.
Wel reached underneath Ral and snatched the stiff feline cock. He jerked fast, biting onto the cat's shoulder for support and Ral growled. The burning rose in Ral's stomach, his balls sloshed with seed in desperate need for release. He snarled and spat. Their shadows twisted across the ground, a canine mounting his feline.
Wel's cock stung with delight, Ral's guts were hotter than hell and pre flowed like water. The feeling within Wel's balls urged him on. His bulging knot scored the cat's rectum and Wel grit his teeth.
He pulled out and then leaped into his mate. Ral screamed as tears cascaded down his face. His ass bled as the dog tore into him and the pain and pleasure sent him over the orgasmic edge. Roaring louder than the thunder Raleigh bellowed into the night. Hot splatters of leopard seed drenched the ground. The rain soaked his fur and blinded him but it didn't matter. He felt his pulse racing, the blood steaming within his veins and empowering him.
Ral's clenching ass blew Wel's mind. Creamy dog jizz flooded the leopard's anal cavity and the hot fluid splashed down over Ral's thighs, even the dog's knot couldn't hold back the deluge. Welsey howled, his mating cry deafening and fierce. The last vestiges of humanity within the wizard pulled at him and the shadows swallowed the pair.
They appeared in their bed, soaked with rain water, blood, and cum, passed out. The storm lashed New York City like Hell itself had been unleashed.
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Magnus sat cross legged on the floor, reciting minor flame ward cantrips to protect his library when the gate opened and Garza clipped the Tears onto his wrist.
Finally ready the wizard began the gate creation. He effortlessly spoke the Black Speech, unafraid that misuse of it could slay even a Pit Fiend instantly. The chilling syllables, obscene and blasphemous terrified Garza. His head swam as he listened and the cat felt true fear. He backed away, the magic Magnus was playing with was immoral in every sense of the word.
And it opened.
Black flames cackled and flew in a circle. The wizard smiled, "It's ready Garza, let us pay Mephistopheles and visit."
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The Steward of Hell was pleasantly surprised. He had been torturing some rapists by turning their semen into molten lava and making them cum continuously but it had become boring listening to their screaming pleas.
Magnus's appearance offered a good distraction. But not for long. The wizard desired the location of the Girdle of Nightmares, something he, Mephisto, was under contract to guard and hide. Grinning he apologized to Magnus.
"I made a pact to hide the belt. He would be very displeased if I were to betray him, though he is a traitor himself, he doesn't care for irony."
"Who is you pact master?"
"Alas you know I can't tell you that." Mephisto winked and Magnus smiled.
"Thank you for your time your Grace. Farewell."
"Drop in anytime my child, you will always have a place here Lord Magnus." As the wizard left Mephisto laughed, he could not reveal the name of the pact master directly but the Magnus had picked up on clever vocal clues. The wizard knew the pact master's identity for sure. The god decided to spice things up with the rapists by having stick blenders ass rape them. They screamed as the spinning blades tore in.
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"How useful."
"The fuck are talking about wizard? He told us nothing."
"Not true Garza, he confirmed that Welsey is the pact master for the Girdle. Now we simply need the contract and we can retrieve the belt for you."
Magnus procured a shallow bowl and filled it with milk from a blind sow. He peered into the scrying surface, looking intently.
Garza looked over his shoulder.
"Where is Welsey?"
"I don't know?"
Raleigh's face filled the bowl and Garza jumped back. "Him! My brother! What is this magic wizard!"
"Interesting, interesting."
"What is it?"
"I believe, this leopard is Welsey's mate."
Garza's eyes popped out of his head. "My brother is fucking this wizard?"
"Exactly, and that makes him perfect bait."
Garza grinned "Allow me, it has been too long since I have seen him. Family should keep in contact."
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Raleigh slept soundly. The brutal sex had satisfied his body as well as his inner beast. Welsey was behind him, hilted and knotted inside the leopard, in husky form. The storm beat New York but, like an ill-tempered child, soon wore itself out. Great ferocity is damaging and potent but hard to sustain.
Emergency crews worked to restore power. It didn't take them long, this time the injuries had been mostly aesthetic, minor patch-ups were all that was required. The air cooled into the evening and the dark plane of nightfall oozed out over the skyline, tumbling forth like a sticky wave of ink, choking out the light of day.
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Garza settled onto a rooftop. His thick fur hugged him close and insulated his skin against the dropping temperature. He looked up at the stars and breathed out a misty cloud. He could see them. In the stars.
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Garza snorted and laughed "Come on Raleigh! Try an' catch me." The silvery-grey kitten jumped onto a tree trunk and began climbing. His brother scampered behind him shouting "Gaaaaaarza! Wait for me! You know I can't climb as fast as you!"
The older leopard smiled down at his brother from the branches. "Hahaha come on Ral, you won't tag me if you can't touch me." The leopard kitten on the ground mewled as he watched his brother climb higher.
"G-garza.... That's too high! I can't climb that far." Raleigh whimpered and backed away.
Garza smiled back down. He slipped through the branches, his sharp claws catching the wood and giving him unparalleled grip. He landed with a soft thump next to his brother. He pulled Raleigh into a soft hug; the younger kitten's fur was still fluffy like a newborn's not flat and tough like a mature cat's.
Raleigh nuzzled his brother back "Aww, you're not soft anymore." The kitten looked up disappointed. Recently Garza had been acting different and looking different. He went to high school and his voice was lower and his fur was darker and more like his father's: flat against his body with a soft undercoat for insulation.
Garza lifted his brother up onto his shoulders. The dense muscles supported the kitten as if he weighed nothing at all. "Yay! Go Garza, run!" Laughing the older leopard took off in a sprint, his younger brother screaming in delight on his shoulders.
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The days flew by as though they were feathers on the wind. Raleigh stayed in New York but Welsey had to go to London. Some wizard there requested a meeting; it was a weird English name, Dumbledore or something like that. Raleigh sighed and watched the clouds go by. He was supposed to be checking up on several were bears that had recently moved to New York. The horny ursines lived in a flat in the south part of the State. From what Raleigh gleaned in the report, 1 bear worked while 7 stayed home and fucked.
They had every right to live where they choose, but lycanthropy is a special disease. It is closely monitored and the Arcane Council enjoys keeping tabs on those who have it. Being able to re grow yourself from a drop of blood, break free from mind entrapments, and bend furs to your will are all abilities unique to lycanthropes. And they tend to be quite powerful.
Ral stopped in one morning. He had to be sure that the weres didn't have plans to subjugate the anthro population of New York, or turn everyone around them into were bears. The Council chose to record and observe weres, controlling them would cause too many outcries.
He pulled out his badge and tapped it against the door. Entering a den without an invitation is dangerous, sometimes the occupants chose to curse you rather than kill you outright. And Ral knew of some pretty fucked up curses, ones that made your dick turn into a python and strangle you, or made you pull out your own guts and eat them, the list went on and didn't get much better.
His badge broke through most enchantments. So the supernatural cop waltzed right on in. His hosts were occupied at the moment.
5 bears weren't in the room but 2 of the lycanthropes sat on the couch. One of them was leaning back while the second rode him. The fat bear cock dove into his the first were. The riding bear had light golden fur and a slim figure. He moaned and murred as the bear sitting on the couch forced his hips up. The bear with his cock in the golden one had much darker fur and broad shoulders and waist. His arms had thick veins and muscles that filled out his skin.
According to the files he received, the golden was Carlos and the brown was Chad.
Carlos sat down hard and grit his teeth. "Ffffffuck yeah Chad. Fuck that bear ass."
Chad panted and lapped at Carlos's chest. "Mmm babe, you like that cock in your ass? Tell big daddy you're a cock whore. Tell big daddy."
"Oh yeah! Fuck me big daddy, fuck your cock whore."
Raleigh cleared his throat, "Sorry to interrupt big daddy and his cock whore." The two bears almost died of fright when they saw Ral; they almost died again when they spotted the badge clenched in his paw at his side.
Carlos scooted to the side and tried to cover himself with his arms. Chad was on the floor in a flash, he was crouched, ready to spring and attack. Ral took a step back "The fuck do you want cop? You can't come in here."
"Actually I can, Council jurisdiction. But relax, I'm just here to check up on you." This one, Chad, Raleigh could see his mind working behind his eyes. Those black spheres in the bear's face reflected intelligence and caution. Chad was a born fighter and no doubt a keen strategist. If he attacked Ral might have a problem.
"We live here, now you know, fuck off cop." Ral stifled a laugh.
"Fine, and by the way, it's Agent Raleigh."
"Suck my dick Agent, this is our home, now piss off." Ral took another step back. His badge had some protective wards on it, but what did this bear have in mind? He had to leave, now.
"Thank you for your time Mr. Chad, you have a good day." The leopard left, never breaking eye contact with Chad.
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Carlos shivered on the couch after Raleigh's departure. "WH-why? We didn't do anything." While not a child he was still younger than Chad. The bear broke down into tears and sobs as Chad pulled his lover into his arms.
"Shh, it's alright Carlos. They won't bother you. I'm here, I'm here for you." The golden bear climbed into the brown bear's lap. Chad wiped away his mate's tears with the back of his paw and kissed Carlos on the nose.
Carlos responded by nuzzling Chad and the brown bear felt himself get just a little bit too excited.
"Happy to be with me?" Carlos grinned at the other bear.
"You know it" Chad blushed back. Carlos reached down and rubbed a paw over Chad's heavy sack. The brown bear sighed as his length rose from its sheath fully, a thin slick of pre gave it a little shine.
Carlos panted into his lover's ear "Come on big daddy, you cock whore still wants more."
Chad ground his waist up into Carlos's rump. The golden ass fur quickly became matted with pre and the younger bear groaned. Chad leaned back onto the couch and Carlos eased himself onto his mate's flesh.
The room filled with the strong musk of bear and Carlos gasped a deep breath of it. He licked the side of Chad's head, up and down the dark cuddly ears, across the muzzle, and Chad pulled Carlos into a kiss.
The young bear tasted sweet, like fruit grow in the quiet seclusion of ancient forests, or the dew that rests on tender grass blades as a rainbow rises high above. Chad sucked on the golden neck.
"Oh Carlos. Take it, take it all." The young bear smiled and lowered himself completely. He could feel the tense throb of his own balls and grinned as his finish approached.
"Chad... get r-ready..."
Carlos moved up and down on the wet shaft, dribbles of pre were flung across the dark thighs and crotch, and rubbed in the soft lighter furred cheeks. Carlos couldn't hold it back any longer. The hot need for mating seared his chest.
The golden bear sat down hard and impaled himself in one stroke. Chad yelped in surprise as Carlos roared. A sticky creamy typhoon blasted the older bear. Chad wrapped a paw around Carlos's shooting member and jacked it, coaxing more and more. Carlos squeaked and gasped as his orgasm doubled his blood pressure and his vision faded.
The tensing muscles of the gold bear were all Chad needed. As Carlos slumped own onto him and savored the afterglow, Chad bit into his mate's shoulder and howled. Tears slid down the dark face as he came hard enough to almost cause pain.
Chad got three shots into Carlos before the sleepy bear moved forward accidentally and the fireworks got out of control. Without a warm ass to hold the juice, Chad's cock sprayed indiscriminately, hot splashes of spooge falling down onto the golden back, the couch, and Chad's legs. It took almost a minute before he finished. By then they were both well soaked in musky seed.
Chad's face turned purple as he gasped for air. Carlos kissed his neck as the brown bear relaxed and entered his afterglow.
"Fffffuck. Carlos, that... that was..."
"All for you Chad." Carlos rubbed his snout into his mate's chest before falling asleep. Chad passed out a few seconds after him.
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Miles away in New York City Garza sat at his post, waiting with a hunter's patience. The subtle cat popped his back and tried to ignore his returning memories, memories of times long past.
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Time to get this in queue, hope yall enjoyed Chad and Carlos, may give them another one shot story but they aren't major characters in this series, sorry. Garza though, wonder what it is that he remembers, and why does he want to see Ral again? I'm getting really horny so Chapter 5 is gonna be loads (no pun intended) of fun to write. See you then!