Ten: Daddy's Boy

Lior had made a mess all over the place, I couldn't believe how much he'd cum just from nipple play, but the situation had ground at me and I cleaned him up and then settled him into the bed. I could have just gone ahead and had more fun if he woke up, but I thought leaving him with the beads in his ass might have been funnier. I had just dressed up to leave when I'd heard the sound of his parents actually coming back home, it was seriously dark out and I would be in real shit if I didn't do something carefully! Lior could wake up any minute on me and react and there was no knowing if his stepfather was going to turn up and throttle me! I had no choice as my heart began to beat hard, head got dizzy and my whole body felt like I was going to die... so I simply slid under the bed and decided I was going to stay there like that!

I had to hold my breath and try to calm myself as I heard the grunt from Jackson and the sound of his big paws stomping up the stairs to come and check on Lior. I was terrified, what if he smelt the room and was concerned, what if he believed that there was only bad stuff going on and decided to look for me! The door opened, the big collie mix stepped in with his grim expression before he noticed Lior passed out on the bed panting softly and giving little moans in his sleep from our fun. I was worried over what was about to happen, when suddenly Jackson knelt down and tenderly tucked the covers around Lior before he must had stroked his face before he gave a soft sigh of frustration as he shook his head gently.

"Poor kid... I wish I could get you to understand I'm trying to look out for you. Huh... that mink seems to be a better influence, your getting calmer but... I dunno, I don't want us to be enemies. I wish you could understand." Jackson groaned and he sat on the edge of the bed, dropping his paws down to his knees. I could see it clearly and had to cover my mouth so that I was not breathing onto his fur and going to ruin whatever influence I had. But then I realised that, if the drug hadn't worn off by now, things could get pretty dangerous and then Jackson had to ask him a question that really shook me and seemed to really shake him. "Lior... that mink's not leading you into trouble, right?"

"No... Roman saved me from Joey and his friends bullying me, he's my only friend but I also want him to be my lover... I love him." Lior whispered softly and yet the sudden sound of frustration from the dog echoed around the room and panicked me as I looked towards him. I was startled too, the realisation of how awful I'd been and what I'd done to poor Lior because I thought he'd been lying to me wrapped about my head. I could not believe just what I had done and indeed how honest Lior was being because of the chemical. For a moment, I feared that Jackson was going to hurt him for being gay or say something horrible to him, but I heard the gentle sound of his paw stroking at Lior's cheek because of the sudden little purring sound of delight before Jackson groaned.

"If he loves you too, then no one's going to get in between that. You know... if you ever wanted to, you can talk to me, Lior. I know I haven't been the best father but, it doesn't mean I don't care about you." Jackson whispered, stroking Lior's cheek again before standing up with a heavy sigh and then stepping out of the room. I was stunned into silence, after everything that I had seen and heard from Lior before, I had never thought that there could ever be that layer of compassion or affection within this guy. I certainly hadn't expected that he'd be so accepting to the idea of Lior being gay and in love with me, he seemed quite open to it... more open to that than I certainly was.

Once I knew he had gone, I pulled myself out from under the bed and then clambered back onto the bed with Lior. He was still lounging happily and I gave a grimace, putting my hands to his backside and then rubbing my fingers in between to make Lior give a soft gasp of pain. I then began to stroke under his chin too to make him moan pleasantly before sticking my fingers into his mouth as Lior began to suck on them lovingly. I was thankful that Lior was so adorable when he got into it as my digits teased into the groove to hook at the string of the beads as he nipped and sucked more firmly on my fingers. I then slowly teased them out as he shuddered, gagged, sucked hard and seemed to drown in pleasure before I was quite sure he'd cum and might have even wet the bed. His backside was warm an inviting by the time the largest ball came out with a wet pop and I almost wanted to stuff myself inside. But I just decided spooning him till morning was good enough and he didn't complain.

"Roman... why does my arse feel weird and why can't I remember it?" Lior continued to ask the question for the next week when we were at school. Every time we came to eat lunch up on the roof where it was nice and calm in the summer breeze, he would suddenly lean into my shoulder and whisper it into my ear. I would always jolt and complain that he kept asking weird questions like that, but he would give me this dangerous feline look to say that he knew that something had happened. I could not say anything though, if I did then Lior would probably go crazy and somehow I was quite sure that he was likely to strangle me if he knew I'd used the darts on him!

I was still not happy with my own jealousy on that night, but when Lior had woken up in the morning, he'd asked if we'd done naughty things and I'd said we'd had a silly argument about his 'old friend' and then we'd had a make up cuddle and I'd had to hide from Jackson. He did not doubt any of that it seemed, but part of him was still slightly too suspicious of me to ever suggest us going out again or even to touch each other whilst we were hanging out on the roof. I know it must sound a little bad to say that, but I was not meaning doing sexy things, but just kissing each other and nuzzling at each other was off the books too. I concluded that he must remember some part of the argument, but as he would still hold my hand, I was a little more content but clearly something was on is mind that Friday and I was trying to talk about something different.

"We're playing with clay today in art club... why do I have the terrible feeling you're going to smooth it down to the perfect butt and then show it off to Joey?" I had yawned, slouching against my schoolbag and lounging back as I put down my carton of juice and stared up at the puffy clouds. Lior's tail was twitching around and his whiskers were straining forward as he drank down his milk and gave soft little growling noises. I had hoped he'd take the bait and start teasing me about that idea or maybe we'd talk about how much we were amused by Joey's own confession, but Lior's eyes were narrowing and I was concerned that maybe that incident with the darts had done something to make him remember horrible things. "Hey... Lior... earth to fluffy..."

"Hmmm?" Lior gave a cute sound of amusement as he turned to face me with a suddenly wicked grin. It was a grin I'd now learnt was related to these incidents with the darts and I was not happy. Already I'd decided that I didn't wan to have anything to do with the darts anymore, I was feeling guilty and upon writing out the story for my comic, I could see that there was only ever going to be a dark path if Lior and I did not leave the darts alone now. But when I looked to the cat, he was giving a slightly coy expression before he gave a snort. "I've got plans this weekend... want to know about them?"

"Obviously... I want to know if we're going to be together for fun." I stated, but my heart was already starting to hammer and my paw pads were getting sweaty. I could tell that something bad was going to be suggested and I really did not like the thought of it at all as I gave a soft chuckle. "We need to start thinking about our final exams don't we or university and stuff?"

"Do we?" His tone was suspicious and I couldn't have helped the forced laughter in my words as I'd tried to steer us away from something else. I then leant in, trying not to be terrified by this strange conversation as I instead lay my hand to his thigh, stroking it and leaning in for a kiss. Lior gave me a disappointed expression before rolling calmly onto his front to prevent the kiss. I just flopped down onto his back, admittedly rubbing a little against him as he gave a soft scoff and I swung my arms around him tightly with a loving nuzzle.

"I'm going to do graphic design and stuff in the next town so I'll be moving for it and so on but... I don't want to be separate from you unless I have to so... where are you going?" I tried hard to switch it over still, keeping his mind on the future and our future more importantly. I was scared about what Lior would say next, because as far as I could see there was only one being left in his life that he truly wanted revenge for... but I had a bad feeling that Lior thought it was the wrong person. But the cat looked at me with a funny expression as if he really did not care about anything to do with the future and then he gave a soft sigh and gently pulled his tail to his belly. He stroked at it, cuddling it slightly and I found myself thinking about what he'd said about the being that had attacked him and I was scared. "Lior?"

"I've got two more things to do... I need to make sure my mother will be safe, so I've got to deal with the beast that's going to hurt her. He was the one to have pulled her away from my father when all the rumours started, reminding her that dad hadn't wanted more kids where she had and... and I know he was neglecting her physically but... he had work on his mind..." Lior began and I realised he was not even talking to my but psyching himself up for whatever was going to happen this weekend and it scared me. I asked softly just what he was going to do, hoping that actually he was going to turn around and say he was going to look for Kiburi instead, something that should take ages and would a least make perfect sense. But he turned to me with a curious expression and I found myself gulping heavily in anxiety as he eyed me up. "Mum's out for most of the day Saturday and I've put a tracker on her phone so I know when she's going to be coming back. Its just me and Jackson... with a dart... I'm going to make sure my mother knows how dangerous he is. I can finally save my mother and remind her why father was so perfect."

"Lior... I don't think that's a good idea... in fact, you sound really creepy like that and I don't like the thought of you making Jackson beat you up for your mother to see... its too risky." I stated, that was the only thing I could think would be his plan of action in my head, but he looked at me with a soft chuckle and then he looked to the side thoughtfully again with a sudden giggle of amusement.

"Alright... making him commit suicide and write who the real murderer was in a suicide note because he was scared the real killer was still out there..." Lior began, an insane look in his eyes as I suddenly grasped hold of his wrists and pulled him into my lap. He looked at me in confusion as I growled down at him and then he gave a chuckle and licked my nose cutely with a wink. "Fine... I won't let him kill himself..."

"Lior... I'm worried about you... this sounds insane and dangerous... it sounds like you're going to do something so hideous that you'll not only break your mother's heart regarding Jackson but regarding you too. You'll find yourself depressed and dismayed because she'll reject you for it all and hate you and hate herself. What if it makes her consider suicide... pregnant females can be crazy sometimes." I stated, pulling him up a little as he gave a violent hiss of irritation as I tried to implore that this was a bad idea. I could understand that there were two things here that Lior wanted... his mother to not have forgotten his father, which was not easy to achieve without violence... but also to know who the real tail collector had been to ruin his father's life. Somehow, he believed Jackson knew... but then I recalled what Lior had said when he'd been hypnotised anyway... Lior knew who the killer was all along and yet would he listen if he were told the truth? "Lior..."

"You're pissing me off, Roman..." He growled in frustration, his tail suddenly wagging around like mad as his eyes narrowed upon me. I actually felt a little scared of him at that moment, but then I was quick to try and knock the fear away by swinging my arms about him in a tight hug. He gave a soft hiccup of irritation and his tail kept wagging as he gave a low growl, but he did not try to pull out of the hug. I was scared that he was going to get himself hurt and that really he should be thinking about asking Jackson the truth behind the various things Lior had claimed he'd been like with him. But maybe Lior's mind was so clouded over whomever had married his mother after that he would not listen anyway. "Are you in or out?"

"I don't want you to do this and I won't let you..." I growled, holding him tighter until he heaved a sigh and I foolishly loosened my grip. The moment I did, his sharp claws were out and my face was swiped hard, hard enough it felt like the claws had come alongside a clap. I let go with a firm grunt and then had to grab my face as I felt the skin slowly splitting away and that hideous stinging sensation began. My eyes were watering as I grabbed my muzzle and hissed as Lior stood up to walk away, but I was not going to let him get away with that so easily and so I swung my leg out and tripped him right over. He landed neatly with a growl as he turned to look at me, ears back, eyes narrowed and hissing violently like some feral animal. I swung onto my front, arched and lifted my bag, lifting my tail and even letting out a hideous scent as I moved my lips up and over my teeth and made funny sounds of aggression.

I'd never been in this kind of situation with anyone before, I'd never even bothered having a feral fight with my little sister when we were younger, but as Lior lunged at me I bounced aside and kicked him off balance. But he spun about and tugged my still tender tail as I swung my foot to thump his paw. He gave a hiss and we both swung about and slammed into each other, scratching our claws at each other's shirts as he tried to keep his head away and I snaked my neck and strained towards his face with my long muzzle. My longer, more vicious teeth clacked the air in front of his face, I wouldn't bite him but I was not happy with him fighting me like this until the bell went and we both suddenly pulled back.

"This is over, Roman... at least I've got enough on you to keep you quiet. Don't get involved... you're not my friend anymore!" Lior spat at me, literally swinging out saliva at my paws as I stood there huffing and puffing gently in frustration to watch him stomp off. He went back inside but blood had started to drip from my scratched muzzle and so I went down to the infirmary. I told them I was scratched, but I never said who by so they couldn't be mean to Lior. The fight had been stupid, he wasn't listening, I knew he was going to cause trouble and I was worried about what was going to happen, but maybe I needed to let him learn his lesson... I didn't like the idea we were not friends or lovers now.

"What did you do to upset Lior... you can't lie to me, I know he scratched you and you haven't talked to him once. You're nearly always on the phone to him or hanging out with him AND you didn't go to your art class yesterday!" Rosie was more on the ball than I would have expected and I wasn't looking forward to Monday and learning what the hell happened. I was lounging on my bed in my old trashy clothes, black on black with a white stag skull on my chest and my piercings on full display as I read through a band magazine listening to the sound of my screamo music loud enough to ignore the universe and my phone. But then Rosie had slid into the room and somehow was lounging on my bed and showing off the new earrings she wanted... I hadn't paid attention till she'd spoken about Lior. "Go say sorry... he's great."

"Its complicated... I told him not to do something bad today but, he's going to do it and that's why we got into a fight." I stated, but Rosie tilted her head to the side and then stuck out her tongue at me. I stared at her for a while, then turned my head away because I knew she was going to be nothing but annoying and ask what Lior was going to do. I didn't want to think about it, it was bad enough I was restless on my bed just waiting for my phone to go off with Lior screaming for me to look after him. It was reckless of me to think that he'd called me when I'd pissed him off but... Rosie was still staring at me. "You should have a lower opinion of him now."

"If you really cared... you'd go deal with it." Rosie stated firmly and I rolled my eyes, did she really have to make such an important point at such an annoying time? I looked towards my little sister with a scowl before looking to the notebook behind her head on the table. It had my script ideas for the comic and one of the ideas was a confrontation on the other's villainy. Maybe, to separate the main characters as good and bad, they needed this kind of situation... but did that mean I HAD to have the experience as well? With a groan I sat up as she grinned at me in delight and then suddenly grabbed my band magazine. "I'm gonna use this for make-up references!"

"I suppose you deserve it..." I groaned as I picked up the phone and texted Lior swiftly to say I was coming over. I didn't care if he got it or not, my mind was made up so now I had to go out and rescue Jackson from whatever Lior was doing to him. I got dressed and checked how much cash I had on me, I had enough for the bus down there and as long as I was quick I would catch the next one in ten minutes. I hurried and got myself out of the house, waving to my family ad Rosie explained, graciously, that I was going to say sorry for a fight... tattle tell! I hopped to the bus stop, caught the bus which was thankfully five minutes late and got off fifteen minutes later at the top of the winding road that went to Lior's home. I jogged down the path for another ten minutes before I reached his house and noticed the car was gone but then I was anxious as to what was going on inside. There was nothing else to think about it but to knock on the door, I did, hoping Jackson would terrify me by opening it and asking what I wanted... which would be safer!

There was no answer and then I found myself stepping to the bushes and looking through the windows, but the curtains were down and I paced around the whole building and found no way to get in and no sign of a hidden key. I grimaced and hurried to figure out how to get in next, before I noticed that a bedroom window was open on the second floor and I grimaced in frustration. I had the horrible feeling I was doing something very stupid and probably unnecessary, but I clambered up the wooden trestle up the side of the building and clambered onto the tiles of the low roof around there bedroom windows. I used the guttering to swing down and was glad I was lanky and flexible with webbed feet to cling to the wall. I reached the window, swung my body into it and then dared to let go as I swung in. It was clumsy, I fell in but bashed my head against the edge of the window, smacking my eye against the sharp corner of the window and cutting a fresh scratch over my brow. It stung and my neck felt sore and my shoulders were bashed. I wasn't winded and my feel were okay, so I pulled myself upward and then travelled out of what turned out to be the freshly painted nursery and into the hall.

The paint had dried, thank goodness, and I'd assumed this was what Jackson had been doing all day and it looked really cute in there, it saddened me that Lior wouldn't have just thought to get involved in that and talk it out, but I knew him too well. As I wobbled down the stairs, I could har him grimacing and groaning, complaining that he 'needed a moment' before whatever was going to happen. I didn't like the sound of it, or the lack of response or even any sound from Jackson to say he existed! I was scared as I got down, but when I stepped into the living room in view of the front door and found Jackson holding onto an erect cock and staring expectantly towards Lior, who had his own pants off and was crying already as he was trying to rub at his backside, I realised exactly what was going on.

"Jackson put your trousers back on and sit down... don't do anything Lior tells you... Lior what the fuck are you doing!" I barked fast, Jackson dressed himself without thought and went to sit down, seemingly ignorant to the pain of having such a firm erection. Lior turned around to me with a hiss, suddenly screaming that I was trespassing, but I rushed over, pulled his pants right up as he slapped my face before I hooked a hold of him in the tightest hug I cold manage. He gasped and wriggled a little to get out of my arms, but I didn't let go and to my own shock, I was quickly bursting into tears over him as he remained motionless with a sneer upon his face as I nuzzled against him in dismay. "Don't do that, no matter how much you hate someone, you should never do hurt yourself in order to get revenge like this. I'm sorry Lior... what we've been doing is wrong and I regret all of it so much... I'm so sorry, I got carried away but we have to stop now, we have to stop and you need to understand how insane what you're doing right now is."

"Get the fuck away from me... you wouldn't understand... you've still got both your parents and you never had anyone frame your father for things he didn't do... Jackson did it, he did it to get my mother!" Lior spat, wrestling to get free, but when I didn't let him go, he stabbed me with his claws as I gave a yelp of horror and then we both got a surprise. Jackson seemed to understand what we had been talking on and as Lior suddenly sagged in my paws, I was shaking myself when Jackson spoke.

"I knew he didn't do it... your mother did too... we were key witnesses to his alibi, but everyone wanted to hurt him for something. When they put you up because of what the snake supposedly did, I knew that was a lie too because your father came to me one night and begged me that if anything happened to him, I'd keep you and your mother safe. That's what I did and why me and your mother waited till we thought you were more comfortable with your own path in life before having a child together. Your father and I were never on the right page, but he trusted me to protect you guys because you were always like one of my own." Jackson stated, unemotional because of the dart but probably always like that. Lior pulled away from me, he did not want to believe it at all and yet one paw was still gripping hold of me tightly until Jackson spoke again. "I think the killer was Kiburi... the person your father told me to protect you from was him and your mother said something bad happened between you and him that meant your father kicked him out. Plus, the killings haven't ended... everyone just refuses to believe they're done by the same beast."

"What?" Lior questioned anxiously and I had to gulp heavily at the fact I hadn't told him what he'd told me and so, rather stupidly, I told Lior exactly what he'd told me in his sleep about what Kiburi did, but then he seemed to start trembling in horror until Jackson's phone rang. We told him to answer it and put it on loudspeaker, but it could not have come at a worse time as Lior's mother shrieked down the phone...

"Jackson! Kiburi was waiting for me in the car park, he knew I was with you, he offered to drive me to our address... he asked about Lior and him being legal now and... and I was so scared I didn't call you first but I called Joey and thankfully, your nephew came to walk with me and that bastard got put off. But he knows Jackson... he knows and now Lior's not a kid, he knows we need to refile the restraining order with Lior's permission! What are we going to do!" She bleated, but Jackson said for her to get home and not worry about anything whilst Lior fainted into my arms and I was suddenly aware just how bad this whole situation was and would have been... darts or not!