Runaways chapter 3: Will You Stand By Him
#3 of Runaways
Characters and story are mine © Shyybunny unless noted otherwise. Please do not steal them. Raver Rabbit is used with permission from his owner ã Raver Rabbit. This story contains homosexual male couples and it contains M/M/M, (I was going to go longer without yiff in this series, but I decided I had been gone long enough I could add some yiff for those who've been waiting for a story) not your scene? Find another show. Otherwise enjoy. * * * Drake moves closer to my side, he's baring his fangs and growling as his hackles begin rising. More and more figures move closer, some are now just barely out of the tree line. We can now see they are in nothing but white; white coats with white hoods over their faces, white pants, and white gloves over their paws. They are all glowing like I am; only they aren't glowing quite as bright. Through the rest of the figures, directly in front of Drake and I, step out three figures. The middle figure is by far the largest of them. He has a full head's height over the other two figures and looks to have twice the muscle. The one to the center figure's right only comes up to the center's shoulders in height, and even though the figure is still hooded I can tell it's a female by the slender build and the obvious anatomical difference at the chest. The figure to the center's left is only a few inches shorter, but still looks menacing. The figures stop about 20 feet away from us. They stand there for a minute. "Great as if my nerves weren't already shot, now come the dramatics", I thought to myself. As if reading my thoughts the center figure lowered his hood. "Enough of the wait," The center figure, now revealed as a pure white lion said in a deep rumbling voice, "We are L.I.F.E and you are our newest member." The lion has a magnificent white mane that is well groomed and matches the rest of his fur. His pale blue eyes resemble ice, no doubt a reflection of his soul as I feel a sinister uncaring flooding from them. I now sit up on my knees, "Who said we wanted to join" I retort. The lion smirks, "I said member in the singular form meaning only you," he points to me then points to Drake, "HE will not be joining" My energy is returning faster as I feel my blood pumping faster. Something about these figures doesn't seem right. Then a thought occurs to me, "What exactly is L.I.F.E?" The lion smiles, "L.I.F.E stands for Light In Face of Everything. We are a group who seeks to spread our idea of a worldwide peace by any means necessary." "So you would enslave the world just to have them agree with your meaning of peace?" The lion shrugs, "as a plan b, possibly. But even in slavery the world would be at peace. No wars, no lies, no thefts, no deaths." "But you aren't at true peace. If you have to force it upon people, they will rebel at a certain point." Drake interjects. The lion glares at Drake, "Then just like you, they will be put to death", just then two of the hooded figures grab Drake by the arms. "LET GO OF HIM!" I shout as I stand. Drake is struggling against them demanding the same as the lion laughs. The two figures take Drake a few feet away from me and wait for the lion to give them the okay. I glare at the lion, "What if I say I don't want to join?" The lion smiled maniacally, "Well we'll just have to ‘inspire' you" the lion nods at the figures holding Drake. One of them holds out his paw and right in front of our eyes, a sword materializes in his paw. He takes his newly acquired sword and drives it through Drakes stomach. "NO!" I scream as the sword goes completely through Drake and he screams in pain and drops to the ground as blood spills from midsection. The lion and the two figures by Drake are laughing. I glare at them through my tears, feeling the most hatred I've ever felt. More hatred than I've felt towards my dad for beating me, and more hatred then I've felt towards my mom for leaving me. All I want is those uncaring beings to get away "Get away from him!" After saying this with perfect clarity and pouring hatred, the two figures fly back and slam into the trees behind them. I run over to Drake and kneel by his side, "GET THEM!" the lion yells. "Crap, we have to get out of here" I think. I look down at Drake; all I want now is to get out of here. I want to get somewhere safe. Somewhere L.I.F.E won't find us. I close my eyes so that I only hear the shouting furs. "I want to get out of here!" I want to get out of this situation more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. .... Silence. I keep my eyes closed, "Did they kill me". There is more silence but I feel wind brushing through my fur, and now the sound of Drake's agonized groans reach my ears. I open my eyes and look at Drake. The sword went completely through his midsection. I roll him on to his side, "Drake, Drake are you okay?" He's unconscious from what I guess is loss of too much blood. "Think Tristain think..." I take my sweatshirt off and cover his wounds with it. I check his pulse and breathing. Both are slowing fast. We can't go to a hospital because they will tell the police we are runaways. CPR is useless because his heart isn't offbeat from failure. Now I'm getting scared and desperate, "I can't lose you Drake. God I wish I could just... I'm so stupid" I make the connection. How did those two that harmed Drake fly away from him? How did we get away? I wanted it. My fur is still glowing maybe that's how this "power" works. I put my paws over Drake's wounds. "Come on Drake. Please get better. I want, I need you to get better. I need you to stay alive. I need you" I look down in time to see my paws flash an even brighter white. I sit in astonishment for a moment then I move my paws to see the blood stain on Drake's sweatshirt. I lift it to see the stab wound is gone, leaving just his white fur and the blood stains around it. I move up to face Drake. I gently shake him "Drake please wake up" He doesn't respond. I let out a sigh of defeat as I begin to lose hope and look down, "I'm sorry Drake." I say as tears begin to fall from my eyes. I let the one person who knows what it's like to be me die. If it weren't for me he would still be alive. An innocent fur died from just being with me, a fur that I had just met a few hours ago. What could I possibly hope to live for if this was a just a preface of what is to come. I break down crying. "W-what are you sorry for?" Drake says in an exhausted voice, I look up as my ears perk. I see drake scowling at me. Overcome with joy I wrap my arms around him and kiss him. Drake murrs into the kiss as I purr. Our kiss grows deeper by the second as I begin to realize what I'm doing. I break the kiss with a blush. "Sorry about that, I thought I had lost you." I apologize. Drake smiles, "It's okay. Though I had the weirdest dream." I tilt my head to the side in curiosity, "Yeah, it started out just dark and I thought I had died, but then some guy that I can't see says ‘Now that you are like him, will you stand by him?' What does that mean?" I think for a moment, "I don't know. I guess we'll find out eventually." "Yeah." Drake agrees then looks around, "where are we?" I begin to look around "I don't..." I stop as I realize where we are. We are in the last place I was with my mom alone. It was the place of my last happy memory. * * *
(Flash back)
- * * It was still early morning. The sun still had yet to rise, "Mom why did you wake me up so early?" I was walking with my mom out in a prairie. "Because son. You're growing up fast, it's starting to feel like I am drifting apart from you," she smiled over at me. She was happy but I could also read her apparent worry, "It seems like just a few years ago you were still in diapers watching cartoons. But in reality, you'll be heading off to college in just about two years. Which means you'll probably be moving away." We sat down on the top of a hill, and watched the sun begin to rise, "And while you're away, it'll seem like we're growing apart. I know you don't have the best of environments at school even now," I scoffed at that understatement, "but I just wanted to make sure that you had at least one good memory through the rest of it," she wrapped her arm around my shoulders and her tail around mine. I smile and wrap mine back around hers. "I also just want you to know, that no matter what happens you can come to me for absolutely anything." "Thanks mom." That was the last word we said. For the rest of the time we simply watched the sun rise. However what my mom said got me to thinking about coming out to my parents.
(End flash back)
- * * "Tristain? Do you know this place?" Drake's question brings me from my memories. "Yeah, it was the last place I was happy." "Oh I see," Drake says, he seems to understand my sorrow. I continue to look around; nothing seems different though it hasn't been too terribly long since I've been here. However I do see a silhouette of a man. "Similarities can reveal conflicts, now that you're alike will you stand by each other?" Drake looks at the silhouette as well just as the figure fades and disappears, then he looks at me. "You heard that to right?" "Yeah, that was the same voice that went on about light and dark." "And that was the same voice that asked if I'd stay by his side." We both think for a while. "Well we should get going" "Yeah." Drake agrees and I offer my paw to help him up. He takes it, I pull him up, and we start walking and I put my sweatshirt back on. After walking in silence for a while we reach a side street and my fur has finally stopped glowing. "So how did we get there?" Drake asks. I shrug, "I'm not entirely sure, but I think it's because I wanted it." Drake gives me a confused look, "Well when you were stabbed all I wanted was for those two to get away from you. Next thing I see, they're flying back against the trees behind them. Then when I got to you all I wanted was to get away. And when we got away all I wanted was for you to be healed." Drake looks less confused. "Okay. So I'm afraid that we in danger that L.I.F.E has weapons and we don't have anything," he holds his paw out and looks at it, "I really want a weapon to defend myself," amazingly as he finishes his sentence, a staff materializes in his paw. It is solid steel, around 5' 6" in length, and has a unique blade at the tip that's 1' long, "Now that's cool," Drake says astonished. "Yeah." I reply just as astonished. To be honest I want to try it out as well but just as I'm about to a pair of headlights turn the curve and approach us, "put that away" I say to Drake and he makes the staff disappear. "Aren't we going to run?" "Well we don't know that it's a police officer, and if it is we don't know that they're looking for us, and there isn't anything to hide in." It's true enough. The crops have just been planted and the corn is only knee high and there is no forest around us. However as I finish my sentence the car passes us. I have just enough time to see it is a red Chevy Cobalt passing us. We see that it's stopping a turning so we just keep walking. Though after a few seconds the car pulls up by us. We stop and the window rolls down revealing a black rabbit. "You guys want a lift?" We look at each other and agree as we turn back to him, "Sure" "Okay," he unlocks the door and we get in, Drake gets in back and I take the front seat. He puts the car in first gear and takes off. "Sorry it's a mess, I was planning on cleaning it on the next day off." He apologizes to Drake as he shifts his way through the stick shift car. "It's okay." Drake says. "So what're your names?" The rabbit asks. "I'm Tristain, and that's Drake," I say, "And what's your name?" "My name is Raver Rabbit. Where can I take you guys?" Drake and I exchange looks, "you can just drop us off where ever you're going then we'll just continue on our way." I say. Raver looks at me, "You're sure? I can take you somewhere a little more specific." "I don't think you want to drive to the southeast United States." I say. This time Raver looks at me like I am crazy, "You guys are hitch-hiking halfway across the U.S?" "Well not exactly, we're just going to go on foot because we're..." Drake starts. "Because we're sure it's easier that way," I look back at drake warningly. Raver chuckles, "What's so funny?" I ask. "You two are runaways aren't you?" He asks. "How'd you.." This time Raver cuts me off, "I'm not an idiot. Two 16 or 17 year olds walking in the night along a side highway. Either you're parents shouldn't be parents or you're runaways." "Actually, you're correct on both of them." Drake says. "Oh... Well we're almost to my house, how about you two stay there tonight then you can continue your trip in the morning?" Raver suggests. "Sounds good to us especially after all we've been through tonight," I say and Drake agrees. "Okay," Raver says as he pulls in to a driveway, "well here we are." "Thanks for letting us stay," Drake says. "Yes it is very kind of you," I say as we walk in and Raver closes the door, "But why are you letting us stay?" "Well around here, I'm one of only a few furs so when I saw you guys... I just figured you might need help." Raver explained then motions to the couch in the living room, "go ahead and take a seat." Raver then heads to the kitchen as we sit down, "you guys want anything to drink?" "Do you have any soda?" I ask. "Surprisingly yes, what kind do you want?" "How about Mt. Dew?" "For me to?" Drake seconds. Raver smiles and brings out 3 cans of Mt. Dew. Raver takes a look at us both and sees the blood and tenses, "Where'd that blood come from?" I look at Drake and see the vast amount of blood on his sweatshirt, "Um...well I kinda tripped and fell on a branch," Drake's lie was full of confidence, the one thing need to carry out a good lie, "And Tristain tried using his sweatshirt as a bandage." "Okay then," Raver says with a slight bit of skepticism, "how about I get you two different shirts for the night so we can throw those in the wash?" "We have clothes in our bags in your car, why don't we just get those?" I ask. "A few of my neighbors should be leaving right around now to go to work, it might be kinda bad if they saw how much blood is on your clothes." "Good point." I agree and Raver leaves to get the clothes then I whisper to Drake, "when he gives you yours ask to change in the bathroom because you're self-conscious." "Why?" he whispers back. "Because if you don't I'm sure he'll notice that you don't have a scab or even a scar, maybe ask to use the shower." Drake nods then Raver re-enters the room with two sets of clothes suitable for going to bed in. "Would you mind if I used your shower? I would like to clean up a bit." Drake said. "Sure," Raver hesitated, "Um, this is going to be a little weird to ask, but do you mind if I shower with you? I just got off work and could use a shower as well, plus it's an excellent way to save water," Raver pointed out then looked at me, "would you like to join as well?" "Wouldn't it be a little crowded?" I ask. "I have an extra big shower for just such, circumstances," Raver smiled proudly. I sigh and agree to take a shower with them, seeing no polite way out of it. Raver leads us to his bathroom, and like he said it was a big shower. I'm sure we could fit at least four more people in there with us. The shower has many adjustable showerheads along the wall and ceiling so that everyone could get wet. Raver uses the universal temperature remote to adjust the shower to just the right heat. The Raver begins undressing and signals us to do the same. I take my shirt off fast and begin taking off the bandages from my ribs without anyone seeing. Easier said then done, some of the bandages stuck to my fur too much and I let out a few yips of pain. Raver noticed, "What are those from?" he asks. "Oh, I had a few broken ribs a while back," I lie, but It's not a big one. I did after all break my ribs, even though it was just yesterday. Raver shrugs and calls us a weird bunch and we continue undressing. After undressing Raver goes back to the shower and opens the door for us, "shall we?" Drake walks in first, I follow, and then Raver comes in last closing the shower door behind him. Now I'm not completely stupid, I know I'm in a shower with another runaway I just met and a rabbit that I also just met. Even though I don't like to acknowledge stereotypes, usually the stereotype about Rabbits is true so I have a pretty good idea on what's going to happen though I play innocent to it. As the shower starts off, I keep to myself. I just let the warm soothing water stream through my fur washing away my worries, my sorrows, and my doubts. However after about a minute I hear Raver ask Drake if he'd like help with wash the blood stains from his back and Drake lets him. After another minute Raver has worked his way down to Drakes rump, rubbing and caressing the two mounds. After getting a few moans from the wolf Raver slips a paw between the two mounds as his other paw reaches around to rub his sheath. From the water streaming over his sheath to Raver rubbing him down, it didn't take long to coax Drake's tip out from his sheath, "Don't just watch, get over here and join us." Raver says noticing I'm watching them. I walk over and around them to Raver's backside. I take my time not knowing what I'll do. But when I get behind Raver I remember something I've always wanted to try. I kneel down and gently rub Raver's backside, coaxing a moan from the Rabbit as he slowly paws Drake and stretches his hole with his fingers. After rubbing for a while I slip my muzzle under his small fluffy tail and lick his hole. At first one would think of rimming as a horrid taste all considering, but licking this rabbit's tail hole tasted wonderfully. I couldn't care less what came out of it, or what went in it for that matter, I just loved the taste of his skin and from the sounds Raver makes I'm sure he loves it as well. I lick at Raver's hole feverously for a minute, then I get an idea. After one last lick, I push past his muscle ring and plunge my tongue deep into the rabbit's backside. Raver lets out a gasp from simultaneously sticking his 10-inch cock into Drake's tight hole and having my tongue penetrate him. I know as Raver starts thrusting in and out of Drake I won't be able to keep my tongue in him so I take it out, and in it's place I slowly insert my 9-inch barbed cock in the rabbit's tight hole making him gasp and moan. I slowly insert my cock further in him as he re-inserts himself into Drake who is panting and moaning from the paw job he is receiving. Raver pulls out of Drake and pushes his hips back into mine before inserting himself back into Drake making me pull out of him to my tip. I moan as Raver works up a steady pace that I pick up on quickly and begin to thrust in time with him pulling out of Drake. Soon we are a moaning yiff train. As my pre coats Raver's insides and I feel my orgasm slowly approaching, I lean forward and breathe on the back of the rabbit's neck before lightly clamping down on it. As Raver pulls out of Drake I thrust into him a little harder asserting my natural domination over the rabbit as I begin to quicken the pace. I can feel the tension building in the air; the others are close to their climax as well. As Raver pulls out of Drake I'm thrusting into the rabbit making our balls slap together. My cock begins to throb inside the rabbit's warm tight backside. Raver had long ago been picking up the pace of stroking Drake's 8-inch cock, holding the wolf on edge until he was ready to cum in him. As Raver begins to pick up his speed once more he grabs behind Drake's knot and simulates a tie making the wolf howl and spray his seed all over the shower. Drake's orgasm caused a chain reaction, Drake's tail hole pulsed and clamped around Raver's cock making him hilt himself inside the wolf and spray his seed deep inside Drake. Raver's orgasm made his tail hole pulse and clamp around my shaft, and with a final rough thrust and clamping down on the rabbit's neck in a mating bite I rode out my orgasm inside the rabbit. Shooting my seed deep into the rabbits insides, I can feel some of my cum slipping out of his hole and running down my shaft, balls, and my legs on the way to the shower floor. We stayed like this in the shower, panting and riding our orgasmic highs for about two minutes. I took my jaws off the rabbit's neck and began licking where my fangs had drawn blood, "I'm sorry about that Raver" I sincerely apologized The rabbit looked at his shoulder then smirked back at me, "I'd say it was well worth it sweetie," I giggled and he licked my nose then Drake's cheek then we actually cleaned up while still teasing each other by giving each other's sheaths a rub or rubbing the other's tail hole. After cleaning up and toweling off we all put on pajama like clothing and sat on the couch to drink the sodas we had forgotten about. Raver put our clothes in the wash then sat down and joined us, "So," Raver said, "Why did you two run away?" Drake explains his story, and then Raver looks at me. I sigh and realize I'd have to tell my story eventually. "Well I told my parents I'm gay and my dad went psycho. The night I told them my dad basically disowned me as a son and started a continual 6-month beating. Every time he saw me he would beat me until I bled. My mom didn't do anything about it; instead she packed up and left after about two weeks. The note she left said: ‘Everything has changed. I'm no longer the mother who looks after her cub. Your father is no longer the man I fell in love with. And my son...my one and only son, you aren't who I thought you were either. It's not something you can change easily, if at all, and it's something I should accept more. For some reason however I'm finding it difficult to accept anything that's going on. I really do intend to hold true on what I said to you the morning of the day you came out. But right now I can't live here. I can't stop your father because I can't talk to him, and I can't look at you knowing I could've stopped all those scars from getting on you. I'm sorry.' I finish reciting the memorized letter with a tear falling on my knee. "The ironic part is she signed the letter with a heart." I try my best to hold back the tears but for some reason they keep coming. "Aww," Raver says as he moves to sit on the couch next to me and wraps his arms around me, "it's alright sweetie." Drake follows Raver's lead and cuddles into my side. I smile and wipe my tears away, "Thanks guys." They both lick my cheek and say no problem at the same time which makes us all giggle, "Well it's getting late, why don't we all go to bed," Raver suggests and we agree. Drake and I follow Raver to the bedroom, after he puts our clothes in the dryer, and climb in to the King sized bed. I'm in the middle, Drake is to my right and Raver to my left. Both of them cuddling close to me and wrapping their arms around me, but Drake seems to be cuddled tighter and continues nuzzling my chest in an affectionate way. We exchange our goodnights and I think of Drake as I fall asleep. * * * Well there's chapter 3. Again I am so so so so to the infinite power, sorry that it took so long. I kept getting texts and p.m's asking if and when there'd be another post.... well actually I only got a few and I'd like to thank Treeckofan and Arktisk Raev for their caring and support in my prolonged absence. I would also like to thank Auctor and Deenvoy for helping me think in different ways through my depression as well as being an ear to listen. Thank you all so very much, I only hope to be as good a fur to you as you have all been to me. Now Author's note on the story. This is my first time doing M/M/M and it only adds to it that it is one of the few times I've tried yiff in first person perspective, please leave comments on it. There was a page and a half of yiff so there's plenty to criticize. At the moment I'm working on a semi yiff drawing as well as a single story, so watch for those because I doubt they'll take as long to finish.