Hopeless
Author Note: Please read through the tags carefully before moving onto the main story as it does contain some scenes which viewers may not find entierly to their liking... Apart from that, I hope you enjoy~
Hopeless
It had only been three days since the group had set foot into the dense surroundings of the jungle. The morning heat soaring high with the summer climate seemed to make every day feel so much longer than it was. Every sound made was amplified, echoing across the vast enclosed space for miles. Although with another two days of tracking estimated before they close in on their targets, it would be a while before any sounds made were to really matter.
As dusk fell, the group stopped once again to rest; only starting again at dawn to resume their hunt and press on closer to their prize.
"...You look tired, Virgil, you should get some rest. You look like you've not slept since we entered the Jungle three days ago." a voice spoke softly in the darkness.
"I'm on watch..." The cheetah responded coldly, not even turning to look at the tiger who stood under him.
"Kael is on watch. You are just sitting here in a tree.. And I think it's fairly obvious why."
"Watch your tongue, you know not of which you speak." Virgil turned to Azazel and glared down at him, his tired green eyes trembling in a mix of emotions that the Tiger couldn't quite put his finger on.
"Is that so? Because it looks to me like you're spying on Ar.." Azazel was cut off by Virgil's next action as he swiftly drew his bow and aimed directly at the Tigers head in an instant.
"Not. Another. Word." Virgil uttered quietly between his teeth.
Azazel just scoffed without even flinching, reaching his arm up slowly to push the drawn arrow to one side with his finger.
"You know, it's not really any of my business... But you should go talk to her." Azazel said before suddenly registering the strange look that he was getting from the Cheetah above him.
"Or.. I mean, write her a letter? Look, I know she can't speak, so talking is out of the question I guess. But she can read, can't she?" He seemed to shrug off his question. Virgil just let out a quiet sigh as he lowered his bow further relaxing.
"You don't understand.. It's much more complicated than you could even begin to imagine." His words trailed off and the ambience of the jungle was all to be heard around them until he broke the silence once more.
"...Just leave me be" Virgil turned away from the tiger, his ear twitching as the sound of heavy footsteps began to creep away from him, allowing him to sit in peace once more; with only the echoing of his thoughts to fill his senses.
"Archer..." he thought to himself.
She was perfect. A cheetah just like himself, but with far more talent using a bow than any of his pathetic efforts could probably compete with.
She was a mute, unable to speak a word or sound to anyone. But even with such a disadvantage put against her, she was loved by the group regardless and had found a real home among them as they traveled the world, fulfilling contracts for gold.
Virgil didn't know exactly how long she had been part of this unique family as he only came across them during one of their last few assignments. He impressed them with his own talents by capturing the bounty targets alone, then joining to assist them on the hunt; but then that was no coincidence.
Archer yawned and stretched as she stood up from the ground causing Virgil to quickly lean back behind the branch he was resting on, hoping that she would not notice him. The sleepy cheetah-girl didn't even open her eyes to check her surroundings before laying back down again. Turning over to get more comfortable on the small pile of leaves she had gathered for her temporary jungle bed, Archer curled up on them going back to sleep.
Virgil continued to watch her as she slept, feeling her heart beating slowly as he focused on her. The shallow breathing while she rested filling him with a small comfort of his own as he watched over her. But he sighed deeply to himself, presuming this feeling would likely not last the night if things continued.
There were things about Archer that very few knew about, including herself; but Virgil knew them all. He has known everything there was about her and had done so from the beginning, including her real name...
Archer however, would never know these memories or how she got to where she was after the accident had happened; but then dark magic will do that to a young girl.
It happened two years ago when she was only fifteen, attending a ceremony of our tribe when dark mages decided to attack us in an attempt to abduct our chief. The tribe fought them off after some time, but amidst the chaos the damage was already done.
Archer had recklessly taken a hit from some dark spell after pushing me down and saving my life, but cursing us both in the process. Disorientated and her mind flowing with thoughts of pure evil from the curse, she ran away into the night and was never to be seen again...
The tribe searched the valley for weeks after the attack, but nothing was ever found. I was sure she had perished alone in the wilds without anyone to protect her. My head racked with guilt and anguish over the months that passed by without her, until I felt something that I had never felt before.
A presence that awoke inside of me, and a new love that filled my body with warmth to it's very core. But it didn't last forever and as quickly as this feeling came it soon faded. The strange feeling was something that troubled my mind for months, until one night in my dreams; I finally saw what it was... It was Varah, she was alive and she was, thinking... Feeling...
At first I didn't know what I had stumbled across, but the pieces soon came together and I began searching through her thoughts. Most of what I saw was a blank, with nothing of her past retained at all. She was still unable to speak and had no memory of the accident that bound our minds together.
Fortunately an old hermit had found her the day after the incident and taken her to safety. Watching over her in the earliest memories she carried, training with a bow until she was strong enough to hunt and leave, exploring the world on her own.
She started traveling with some mercenaries, shooting for them and had become incredibly talented with her archery skills.
It took quite a long time for me to finally track them down. Using my connection to Varah to search her mind in the night for clues, trying to figure out how I could find them. The curse wasn't strong during the day when she was focused and I had difficulty seeing things while she was awake for the most part...
However I soon learned that her emotions clearly strengthened this link between us. A night of drinking with the mercenaries caught me off guard when her emotions ran wild. She was heavily intoxicated and I could feel it, her emotions pushing it all into my own head. Even with focusing myself I was unable to stop whatever she felt as it flooded and warped my mind, forcing me to experience it beside her.
The link between us however was seemingly only one way. I was only ever able to look into her mind and feel whatever she felt when the connection was strong enough, but it seemed like nothing I ever did could be felt by her...
When the time finally came and we were reunited again, I soon realised that there was now another problem to face.
Varah had no memory of the past, she didn't know me anymore, or even herself for that matter. She didn't know about the tribe, our family; she didn't even know her own name.
I had been there for her since day one, and although I never told Varah about my feelings before the accident, they were stronger than anything I had ever felt for anyone before.
I'd never spoken about them because I was afraid of being rejected by her, being cut down where I stand by words alone.
And the shame that would fall to our family if they ever found out about my secret desire to be with her, because the darkest secret I now hold within me, is that Varah and I are twins.
It was wrong for me to feel the way I do about her, spying on her while she slept, peering into her thoughts without her consent with the dark connection the curse had given me. But I could not resist her, and knowing what she didn't know changed everything.
"Is it wrong for me to pursue the one I love?"
"Is it right for me to keep our past a secret in hope that we can one day be together?"
"Even without the knowledge, what if she doesn't feel the same way?"
I hated the thought of that last question, it was something that plagued my mind constantly and even though Varah had never openly been in a relationship with anyone before now, there were no longer any secrets she could ever keep from me.
The sound of the leaves rustled in the bushes in front of Virgil, catching his attention as he snapped out of his thoughts and watched the scene play out before him.
The mysterious sound was Tundra, a brown wolf and the mercenary leader's younger brother. He was low to the ground and slowly crept from the bushes towards Varah while she slept. He got within a few inches of her before the cold sting of steel was quickly felt touching against his throat as Varah's dagger pressed against it gently. She turned and rose from her feigned sleep smiling coyly at the wolf in her trap, before rolling on top of him and pushing him down under her with the blade still firmly held to his neck.
"Heh.. Okay, okay... You got me Archer, you can stop now." The brown wolf smiled sheepishly as she looked down into his eyes.
Varah pulled the dagger away and rested it in the dirt beside them before running her hands over him feeling his muscles as her paws gently rubbed his exposed chest.
Virgil always hated this, it was the third night in a row that Tundra had snuck his way over to her and it always ended the same way every time it happened. He cringed as he felt his sister lean forward and kiss Tundra, the taste of his mouth and tongue quickly filling his senses as the two lovers made out with each other on the jungle floor, blissfully unaware that there was a third wheel now attending.
Varah pressed closer to Tundra, locking her maw with the wolf as they kissed, feeling him moan into her. His paws rubbing along her back and groping her butt tightly as she sucked gently on his tongue, wrestling for control.
Varah loved the way Tundra made her feel and she secretly loved the thrill of being so close to the other members of their group while doing this with him, in case someone saw them.
Virgil slid down behind the tree and sat on the ground, his sheath starting to throb with the familiar pulse of ecstasy that his sister's pheromones were giving off in the air as her excitement continued to grow.
It wasn't long before the two broke away and Varah slowly moved down Tundra kissing and licking his chest and abs before pulling his loincloth to one side. She smiled and licked her lips excitedly staring down at his swollen sheath, the red tip poking out and already leaking precum. Leaning closer she inhaled his musk, savouring the smell as it filled her senses and clearly loving every second.
Virgil however stifled a gag almost as he was forced to inhale Tundra's musky scent. Varah didn't know what she was doing to him, but in her own excitement the link between them continued to grow stronger. She wasn't even aware that it existed, but Virgil was helpless against her powerful thoughts as her emotions surged, feeling everything she felt and unable to shut her out of his head.
Varah pressed her tongue out, licking all of the precum from Tundra's swollen tip slowly, taking it into her mouth and closing her eyes as she sampled him. The brown wolf simply watched in awe as the young cheetah below savoured his taste before wrapping her lips around him once again and rubbing his heavy sheath with her delicate paws.
"Mmmnn... Yeahh, ah! Th-that's it Archer.." he groaned quietly, closing his eyes and letting the cheetah work his hard cock with her soft maw.
Varah continued to gently suckle on him, her tongue teasing his cock tip until he became fully erect and she could feel him pulsing inside of her hot little muzzle. Pulling away from Tundra slowly, still savouring every bit of pre her tongue could catch on the way, she looked up at the muscular wolf. Smiling shyly before laying onto her back and closing her eyes she continued to smile to herself hearing Tundra move closer.
Virgil sighed to himself from behind the tree as the horrid taste that filled his mouth began to fade, but he regrettably already knew that this would just be the beginning.
It didn't take long until Varah felt a familiar weight lay close beside her and a soft wolf paw reaching between her open legs. She blushed a little as she felt him press his paw against her own loincloth, rubbing her wet pussy with the material and feeling it soak through. The wolf quickly locked his maw with the blushing cheetah once again, kissing her gently as he continued to grind his fingers against the loincloth. Soaking it in her juices as he practically begged her for access to the treasure waiting inside, he moaned into her muzzle deepening the kiss. Tundra somehow knew that this was something she really enjoyed and made it a frequent thing he did for her before sex to excite his little kitty lover.
Virgil bit his lower lip and closed his eyes as the excitement suddenly spiked within him. His horny sister clearly lost in bliss, forcing him to become erect and his sheath to swell up, throbbing for attention.
Pulling away from the kiss Tundra gripped her loincloth with his paw and tore it off roughly, discarding it over his shoulder as he quickly pressed his fingers back onto her wet slit, rubbing tenderly as he licked across her neck from the side. His large digits working her pussy faster as he tried his best to really get her going.
Virgil jumped from his trance-like state as his sister's damp loincloth landed next to him. He quickly checked over his shoulder to be sure he hadn't been discovered, only to see the couple still laying on the ground. Varahs exposed lips being rubbed harder now by Tundra as they continued to make out, unaware that anyone was even so close to them. Carefully reaching to the side, Virgil picked up his sister's damp loincloth and pulled it close to him looking down at the wet spot on it before instinctively bringing it to his nose and inhaling his sister's needy scent.
Each gentle stroke of Tundra's digits were sending shivers up both of the twins' spines, Virgil slowly and helplessly becoming more erect as he felt his sister's pleasure start to soar higher. His own needy cock now fully erected, throbbing for attention as he tried his hardest to ignore the couple behind the tree.
Breaking the kiss Varah felt like she was getting close, but noticed Tundra slowing his pace as he began to tease her more sensitive spots with his claw.
"Not for you... You don't get to finish until I tell you tonight." The larger wolf commanded dominantly as he pulled his paw away from Varah and brought his damp fingers up to her maw.
"Now. Lick them..." He commanded, half expecting a slap from the silently aggressive cheetah warrior. However to his surprise she went along with it and did exactly what he said, licking them clean slowly sucking on them one at a time.
Virgil could feel her doing this and tried to resist the urge to bring her loincloth to his maw and lick the damp spot she'd made, but the lust was getting too strong to resist. His sister's pleasure was sky high and was affecting them both. Betraying his own self willpower, he pressed the dirty wet spot to his tongue and felt his cock twitching while he sucked his own sisters taste from her sticky discarded loincloth. Blushing hard, he felt ashamed at the pleasures it brought him to finally taste his own sister's sweet nectar; he only wished for a chance to sample it directly from the source.
Tundra smiled and pushed her back down again as he moved her legs with his own, climbing over her. The young cheetah girl smiled shyly, looking down at his impressive wolf cock between her thin legs. The pre dripping from his tip with every pulse, matting the fur on her lower tummy.
"You ready for this, little girl?" Tundra asked quietly in a hushed whisper.
Varah just nodded blushing again, another shiver quickly rolling down her spine as her lover called her by such a degrading title.
Pressing forward Tundra leant down and slowly pushed his throbbing cock into her tight pussy. He saw her maw stretch open as he entered her in what he can only imagine would be a moan of mixed pleasure and pain, were she capable of making such sounds. She closed her eyes and pulled on his shoulders, grinding her claws across them slowly, causing him some slight discomfort while he slid further down.
Pressing forward again he let out a small thrust, quickly forcing most of his length deep inside of her as he groaned in pleasure. "Mmnnfff... Yeah-h, such a tight little girl for me..."
Varah blushed deeper, hearing his dirty words to her and smiled up at him longingly while he slowly began to rock his hips. Tundra closed his eyes feeling her pussy start to grip him with every gentle thrust that he gave. Pulling her legs with his paws, he leaned forward trying to get a stronger angle as he began fucking the little cheetah-girl harder and harder into the jungle floor.
Virgil was now struggling to contain himself. He could clearly hear the wet slapping of Tundra's thick wolf cock just behind him, fucking his twin sisters wet pussy lips wide open. He could feel every gentle rock as they held each other close and with every thrust, his own cock would twitch and ache while he desperately tried to imagine it was him fucking his horny sister and not some dumb brute.
He could hear every pant and grunt Tundra made and it was being burned into his mind by his sister's own primal urges, as she clearly loved hearing it. She loved Tundra for everything he was and for everything Virgil wasn't. Her mind was screaming out in pure bliss as the large wolf continued fucking her senseless and she didn't want it to be anyone else.
Panting heavily Tundra picked up the pace holding Varah's legs down wide with his big paws while he pistoned his hips against her. His wet cock sliding in and out of the horny cheetah-girl below him with a wet slap, the thick wolf knot hitting her pussy harder and harder each time.
"Nnnff, Yeah.. Who's my good girl? Y-you like that, don't you Archer... You like being a good little girl for me?" Tundra huffed through rasped breaths down at his lover.
Varah could only bring her paws to her maw and cover he face, blushing shyly as Tundra said those things while fucking her against the jungle floor.
It wasn't long before that familiar feeling of love and warmth shot over Virgil again as he felt Tundra reach his orgasm. The big male was groaning loudly as his throbbing wolf dick fired load after load into the small cheetah-girls tight needy pussy, filling her to the brim with his hot cum.
"Ohhh yeah... Take it all Archer!!! Take my cum! You naughty little girl!!" Tundra moaned out as he continued thrusting deeper into her, his knot bouncing off her pussy lips, still much too tight to force his way inside and tie them without hurting her.
Panting heavily the two both held each other for a moment until Tundra was able to regain his strength and pull his fat wolf cock out of the hot little cheetah that still lay panting below him.
Virgil was so close to orgasm, but it was never his orgasm that he was close to. It was his sister that was still holding herself back, which could only mean one thing...
Tundra got up and stood over Varah, pressing his dripping wolf cock right against her nose, before placing a paw onto her head gently guiding her towards it.
"Well... I can't go to sleep like this; time to get clean again. Oh, and I guess you can finish yourself off for me now... I think you've earned it." Tundra huffed out as he felt Varah immediately wrap her lips onto his throbbing sticky wolf cock; sucking him off again for the second time tonight.
Her tongue worked him slowly, cleaning his cum covered cock with her mouth like a pro. Lapping up all of their combined juices, she closed her eyes enjoying the taste of him as his wolf musk filled her senses once more and his taste took over her mind.
Virgil was really beginning to hate this; it was the third night in a row she had done this to him, unknowingly forcing all of these tastes and senses onto her brother simply because she was horny. But the question that burned in his mind the most was why?
Why did she love Tundra more than she loved him?
What did she see in the wolf that he didn't have?
It was the same thing all over again and Virgil suddenly started to gag, feeling Tundra increase the grip to his sisters head just like the night before and start really working himself deeper into her now open maw. He tried as hard as he could to shut her thoughts out, but it was truly hopeless...
A wet paw was placed firmly between Varah's legs, rubbing quickly since she wanted to obey Tundra's command and pleasure herself for her new-found wolfy lover. She was in pure ecstasy, working her dripping pussy with her fingers while Tundra casually face fucked Her. Shoving his fat musky wolf cock right down the horny cheetah-girls throat as she continued to touch herself for him.
The paw still stimulating her pussy and with every rock of her hips into it making the link between the twins stronger than ever. Unable to get away from it, Virgil cursed those dark mages in thought as he began to mentally choke on Tundra's fat cock.
"Yeahh! You love it so rough, don't you Archy? mmnnnn, oohhh... Let's go a little harder! ...I know you can take it!" Tundra huffed a little louder as he gripped the young cheetah's head with both of his paws, pressing her forward into his strong thrust.
Her nose buried deep in Tundra's crotch fur as his thick canine dick forced its way into the back of her hot throat. Her lips barely managing to wrap around the front of his swollen canine knot while she gagged hard and choked on his impressive size.
Virgil was tearing up as he clutched at his throat, struggling for breath while his gag reflex kicked into overload. His paw scraped at the dirt floor of the jungle below him, trying to get a grip on anything to assist him somehow, only wishing now for his torture to end.
Tundra smiled deviously at the little cheetah who was starting to also tear up as she struggled against his girth. Teasing her further he held her head tightly and eased her off from him nice and slow. Varah coughed over his dripping length as it eventually slid free from her throat, but the respite that both cheetah's would secretly share would be short lived.
His eyes opening wide at the feeling of something sharp hitting the back of his throat, Virgil started quietly crying to himself. The sloppy wet sounds started echoing again just behind the tree of his twin sister's mouth now getting fucked hard by Tundra was hell. And he was trapped in this living nightmare by his sister, whose paw still continued to circle her wet pussy lips, giving her the deepest of pleasures as the big strong wolf kept up his abuse of her mouth like he owned it.
Varah was truly in heaven as she fucked her needy pussy with her free paw, rocking her hips to help get herself off quicker for her love as Tundra leant over her, slamming his fat wolf cock into her waiting skull with abandon.
Letting his tongue hang in the warm breeze, Tundra was losing all control. His hips started smashing into the young cheetah-girl with some force, and holding her tightly he just kept pulling her face to meet his thrusts while he savored every second that was spent with his throbbing wolf cock shoved down Varah's tight throat.
"Nnghh... Ohh Yeah!! ahh!! I'm gonna... Do this to you... EVERY Night... From now on..." Tundra spoke down to her, his heavy balls slapping against her chin as he took her hot little muzzle.
Virgil cried on the ground, looking through the bushes he watched Tundra fucking his sisters mouth like a sex toy. Every sharp thrust and pull of her head forcing the fat cock in and out of her throat. He could see Varah's paw still furiously rubbing away at her exposed pussy as it dripped onto the jungle below her and wished for her to stop.
She was enjoying this, being abused and fucked in the mouth like an object for Tundra's personal pleasure. Varah genuinely loved every second being treated like that by him, and wanted him to use her like she was just his personal slave.
The thought of having Tundra fucking her mouth like this every night with no way he could stop it was Torture. There was simply nothing he could do and Virgil just stifled a small cough, the tears rolling down his face desperately trying to hold on as the slapping sounds of Tundra fucking his only love in the mouth a few feet away slowly broke him.
"Every... Fucking... Night!!!" Tundra was getting wild, pulling the small cheetah-girl's head onto him roughly and trying to force his aching knot past her hot lips.
Varah was starting to cry slowly as the stronger male kept up his rapid abuse of her maw, but she didn't want it to stop. She loved feeling so helpless against him and wanted her lover to just take her as he pleased. She was holding out to the last few seconds and gagged hard as Tundra finally forced his knot past her jaw.
Reaching up to brace herself on him as she pulled her lips around his dick tightly, Varah sucked hard on his pulsating wolf cock as it released another fresh load of hot sticky cum deep inside of her throat.
Rushing to join him, she started thrusting her fingers in and out of her tight little cheetah pussy quickly, rocking her hips in desperation to cum while her lover flooded her mouth with his own.
Meanwhile Virgil was in agony, he could feel the hot load flowing down his throat. The horrid taste flooding his mouth yet again as he saw Varah start to finally reach her orgasm. The male cheetah then shuddered from head to toe, his own throbbing erection suddenly shooting stream after stream of hot cheetah cum across the jungle floor and his own fur. His jaw hurting from the force of Tundra's fat knot after pushing inside of his Varah's maw.
"Ahhh... hhaa... Ooohh Archy... Good girl! Such a good little girl for me... Mmmnnnnnnn... " Tundra spoke in hushed gentle tones as he loosened his grip on the cheetah-girl and slowly pet her head. He smiled softly down at her, mouth locked in place on his knot as he continued filling her with small jets of wolf cum.
The connection broke off as her orgasm faded, allowing Virgil to breathe normally again. Rolling onto his back he remained quietly still, the stream of tears continuing to roll down from his eyes...
Looking to the side he saw his sister Varah and Tundra both curling up together to sleep. Some of the wolf's cum still visibly leaking from between her legs, just behind her tail.
This was his life now, no sleep, forced to feel his sister, the one true love of his life betray his heart every night. To feel her love for someone else and get used like a sex slave for a dumb brutes pleasure.
This was his curse now, any means of escape were truly Hopeless...
Thank for reading!
So this short story was just something I decided to write out in the heat of the moment... >///>
I don't normally do this sort of thing, especially when it comes to entertaining such perversely kinky themes...
In fact until this I hadn't written/posted here for over 10 years, so I do hope anyone who made it to the end really enjoyed this small (extremely heated) creation of mine~ x//3
And I guess feedback would be okay? Although I'm not sure if I will ever write another story like this one, but who knows; maybe in another 10 years I'll be back... úwù;
Feel free to let me know if you did like this though, I could use the confidence boost... heh~
-- Gentaro