{"sf1_id":241665,"sf2_id":"Zeqg9R6n","title":"Family Ties: A Fire Inside","author":"Judah Vishas","words":2169,"posted_at":"2011-04-18T00:29:00.000Z","tags":["Demon","Gay","Human","Male","No-Yiff","Supernatural"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/241665-family-ties-a-fire-inside","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Zeqg9R6n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/75/2b/752bfecb-f32a-4374-87a6-addb6a4961bc","description":"#2 of Family Ties","content":"# **A Fire Inside**\n\nA SideProject by Kyuuketsuki\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnthony drifted between waking and dreaming, pondering everything that had happened in the past  \nfew hours. He had to be the luckiest runaway in the world. Last night started off as absolute crap. His  \nfoster dad decided to try branding him with a hot wire hanger, the sky had decided to unleash damn  \nnear all its fury on him, and when all seemed lost, Kyle - a complete stranger - opened his home to  \nhim. He silently thanked whoever would watch over a half-demon like himself.  \n  \nHe forced himself awake and sat up. A blanket fell from his body, though he was certain he'd not  \ngotten under the covers on the bed. He examined the blanket, finding it to be a quilt that hadn't been  \nthere the night before. \"Kyle must've put this on me.\"  \n  \n\"Well it sure as hell wasn't me, you mangy bed thief.\"  \n  \nAnthony turned sharply toward the foot of the bed where the voice had come from. On the wall  \nacross from there was a dark haired man sitting at a desk with his back turned. The man turned  \naround. \"I had to sleep at my desk.\" He chuckled.\n\n\u0026nbsp; The man's pallid face was familiar, floating in the dark frame his black hair made. Today the kohl  \nmakeup on his face was applied in a band that went from his left ear, across his eyes and to the other.  \nHis black stained lips were pulled into a wide grin. \"Good morning, Anthony Watkins-but-leave-off-  \nthe-Watkins.\"  \n  \n\"You. You're Drayke, right?\" Anthony asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.  \n  \n\"Well, I'm certainly not the tooth fairy.\" He replied. \"That bitch owes me for a mouthful of baby teeth.  \nKyle told me everything. You're welcome to my room for as long as you like, kiddo.\" Drayke got up  \nfrom his desk chair and climbed over the footboard of the bed. He crawled up the bed and sat  \ncrouched next to Anthony. The boy noticed his toenails were painted as carefully as his nails.  \n  \nBefore Anthony could say another word, his face was gripped by Drayke's long, bony fingers. The lithe  \nman tugged at his cheeks and pinched his lips together, then moved to meddle with Anthony's  \neyebrows.  \n  \n\"What... the hell... are you doing?\" Anthony asked, gritting his teeth from the pain of Drayke's  \ninspection.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You have a beautiful face. \" The man said, turning Anthony's head from left to right. \"Yes, you must  \nlet me paint you.\"  \n  \nAnthony shook his head to get free of Drayke's grasp. \"Sure, as long as you don't pull my face off  \nbefore then. Where's Kyle?\"  \n  \n\"He walked to the store to get you some stuff.\" Drayke replied, checking his hair for split ends. \"You  \nknow, toothbrush, soap, pajamas. I'll take you shopping for clothes later.\"  \n  \nThe boy couldn't believe his ears. These two couldn't possibly be this willing to take such care of a  \ncomplete stranger. He held up his hands. \"Wait, wait wait.\"  \n  \n\"What, what what?\"  \n  \nAnthony shook his head. \"I appreciate everything you guys are doing for me, believe me, but I'm not  \nstaying long. Just til I can find my dad.\"  \n  \n\"So?\" Drayke pouted. \"Relax, kid. Let us take care of you while you're here. Kylie told me what you've  \nbeen through and you deserve a break. And it'd be a crime if I let you walk around in the same outfit  \nmore than two days.\" Anthony opened his mouth but found one of Drayke's long fingers pressed to  \nhis lips. \"And furthermore, I personally forbid you to start looking for that daddy of yours until you've  \nhad a couple days to rest. Got it?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The half-demon thought about protesting, but something about Drayke's fierce amber eyes made him  \nthink better of it. He sighed and nodded. Surely a couple days wouldn't throw him far off his father's  \ntrail. If anything, it'd give him a chance to get to know his new friends.  \n  \n\"Good boy. Now let's get some food.\"  \n  \nBefore he started cooking, Drayke put his long black hair up in two lopsided pigtails to keep it from the  \nfood and the burners. The thin little man seemed to blur around the kitchen while Anthony sat at the  \nlittle table in the center of the room, trying to keep up with him as he darted from the refrigerator to  \nthe cabinets, to the stove, to the pantry. Anthony offered to help, but Drayke declined, saying that  \nhe'd only get in the way.  \n  \n\"I'm the cook here, kiddo.\" He said, stirring a pot of grits with one hand and scrambling eggs with the  \nother. \"Don't eat anything Kylie makes. He can't cook to save his pretty ass.\" The man snickered,  \nleaving the pot and the skillet to get plates.  \n  \n\"So, Kyle told me last night you were out -  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"So much fun!\" Drayke interrupted, bringing Anthony a plate of food before perching on the counter,  \ncrouched like he was in the bed. \"Didn't get into anyone's pants, but that's okay.\"  \n  \n\"I don't have a problem with it or anything; I'm just curious. How do you-\" Anthony began, only to be  \ncut off again by Drayke.\"  \n  \n\"Honey, it's not cheating if your mate knows you're doing it, accepts it and does it himself.\" The man  \nlaughed. \"We both have our one night stands from time to time. Sometimes we even bring a guy or  \ntwo home to share.\" He said as if he were just explaining gravity.  \n  \n\"Why do you call each other 'mate'?\" Anthony asked. \"I've heard furs talking about their mates, but  \nnever humans.\"  \n  \n\"Hang around us long enough and you'll figure that one out.\" Drayke snickered. Anthony judged by  \nthat alone that this mysterious little man knew something that he didn't. \"Where is that man?\" he  \nasked the clock hanging above the entrance to the living room.  \n  \n\"Why don't you come eat with me?\" Anthony asked around a forkful of eggs. \"It's really good.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drayke shook his head as if someone was trying to get him to drink cough syrup. \"Draykey not  \nhungry.\" He said, reaching down into the drawer just below him. He pulled out a book of matches.  \n\"Well, Draykey not hungry for _food_ exactly.\"  \n  \n\"What Draykey hungry for?\" Anthony asked, mimicking the man's Tarzan-speak with a grin.  \n  \n\"Dick.\" Drayke said, not bothered in the slightest when the boy choked on his food. \"Kylie's been gone  \nsince very early and I didn't get much time with him.\" He explained, striking one of the matches.  \n  \nDrayke didn't seem to notice Anthony's micro freak out. The boy gathered himself. He saw this as a  \nchoice to be made. He could either show discomfort and be treated like a child by these humans or he  \ncould show indifference and be an adult. Anthony cleared his throat.  \n  \n\"Well, why don't you just go out and find someone else?\" he asked, eating another bite of his  \nbreakfast. \"Kyle won't mind, will he?\"  \n  \nThe man chuckled and shook his head, pitching the burnt out match onto the floor before striking  \nanother. \"No, he wouldn't, but there are some things I can only get from him.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Like what?\"  \n  \nDrayke stared up at the coiled light bulb on the ceiling. \"Love.\"  \n  \nThe word triggered a deep silence in their playful banter. Anthony hadn't expected it from this dark,  \npromiscuous person. When he said it, the weight of the word seemed immense. Drayke sighed and  \nlooked away from the light bulb to Anthony. His black lips still smiled, but instead of mischievous, it  \nwas a dreamy smile; as if he were seeing Kyle wherever he was instead of Anthony across from him.  \n  \n\"Sex with lots of people is lots of fun, don't get me wrong. I've been with furs, dragons, even a griffin  \nonce, but none of them could give me what Kyle has.\" Drayke shrugged. \"A lot of times when I'm with  \nthe others, I'm think about him. I've even left partners mid-fuck to come home to him. Kyle makes me  \nfeel. I just don't get that with the strangers. There's a fire in me that only he can calm.\"  \n  \nAnthony looked at his half eaten breakfast. \"If you feel that way, why don't you just sleep with Kyle?  \nSave some trouble.\"  \n  \nThe man chuckled. \"A better question would be 'why do I sleep with strangers'.\" he said, striking his  \nfourth match. \"The answer could be any of many things. It could be for fun just as easy as it could be  \nfor exercise and both would be accurate as long as I get something out of it. With Kyle it's different. All  \nI want from him is to be close.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Anthony nodded. \"You must be pretty bugged with him not being back yet.\"  \n  \n\"You've no idea.\" Drayke chuckled, licking at the burning match to put it out.  \n  \n  \nAbout an hour later Kyle returned. Anthony had returned to Drayke's bedroom. The slight man had  \nremained crouched atop the counter, next to the stove. He was burning the last match from the book.  \nDrayke looked up from his black toenails and smiled wide. Kyle barely had time to put down the plastic  \nstore bag before Drayke had sprang from the counter and locked his arms around him.  \n  \n\"Those items better be magic, Kylie. You've been gone forever!\" Drayke said, resting is head on Kyle's  \nbroad chest.  \n  \nThe man chuckled and patted Drayke on the back. \"Sorry. The cashier was staring at me, so I gave him  \nwhat he wanted in the bathroom.\"  \n  \n\"Ooh, was it fun?\" Drayke asked, pulling him further into the living room to the couch.  \n  \nKyle shook his head and bent to kiss Drayke's black lips. \"Not as fun as you.\" He glanced to the hallway  \nthat led away from the living room. \"Is he awake yet?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Drayke nodded. \"He's in my room. The door's closed, so he's probably masturbating.\" As he spoke,  \nthe black band over his eyes swirled under his skin and disappeared. The darkness reappeared,  \nstreaking across his face a splattering on his right cheek, then on the bridge of his nose and across his  \nlips.  \n  \nThe larger man bit his lips together and snickered. \"You'd better watch yourself, Drayke.\"  \n  \n\"Kyle, he's not in the room. Why do we have to keep this up when he's not around?\" Drayke whined.  \n\"I'm starting to miss hearing my name. My _real_ name.\"  \n  \n\"I'm sorry, Manya. Just being too careful, I guess.\" Kyle replied, holding the demon close to him.  \n  \n\"Neirid, why can't we show him what we are? He's half demon, himself.\" Manya asked. \"I mean, you  \nshould be all too happy to reveal yourself, being his daddy and all.\"  \n  \nNeirid kissed Manya on the forehead. \"I don't want to scare him. Erebus has never seen anything like  \nus.\"  \n  \n\"Sweetheart, he _is_ something like us.\" Manya replied. \"I know he's _your_ kid and it's your  \nchoice to make, but not making it is only keeping you from getting to be his daddy. Not to mention  \nkeeping me in this form when I could look so much better.\" he said, gesturing to his body.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The bigger demon sighed. \"You're right.\"  \n  \n\"What's more, he really wants his dad.\" Manya said, climbing onto Neirid's lap. He sat with one knee  \non either side of the demon and wrapped his arms around his neck. \"So, should I go get him?\"  \n  \nNeirid shook his head. \"Not now.\" he chuckled, pressing his lips to Manya's black mouth. \"Let him  \nmasturbate in peace.\" He wiped away one of the faux fluid streaks on his mate's face and they both  \nlaughed as it they all swirled away, becoming a black band across Manya's eyes once more.  \n  \n\"On the subject of your son...\" Manya said, glancing toward the hallway and back to Neirid. \"Is he off  \nlimits to me?\"  \n  \nNeirid shook his head and laughed. \"Well, I'm glad you asked before you tried to screw him!\"  \n  \n\"You've no idea how hard it was to wait!\" Manya said. \"The boy's cute.\"  \n  \nNeirid thought for a few moments about Manya's question then shrugged. \"I don't think I have a  \nproblem with it. If he doesn't say no, go ahead.\" Neirid saw something in Manya's eye and quickly  \nsnuffed it out. \"You may not manipulate him! Let me clarify; I am giving you the okay to approach my  \nson however often you want, but if he shoots you down, that's it.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Manya pouted. \"Fiiine. It's not like anyone can resist me for long anyway.\"  \n  \nNeirid smirked and poked his side. \"Horny thing, that dick of yours is going get you into trouble  \nsomeday.\"  \n  \n\"That's fine,\" Manya replied, climbing over Neirid and the back of the couch and taking care to slowly  \ndrag his groin over the bigger demon's face before landing on the floor, \"as long as you're the one  \nwho spanks me.\" he said with a wink before going back into the kitchen to make Neirid breakfast.  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Family Ties","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/240239-family-ties-a-place-for-my-head.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/241995-family-ties-my-love.json"}}