Amongst the city - chapter 1
I walked by Pup's room on another round of pacing around the den as we called it. I was itching to get out of there and gain some relief for myself however leaving him alone while vulnerable was out of the question, even if this place was lined better than Fort Knox. I let out a soft sigh knowing tonight was going to be a long one, he had been trying to prolong the down times of his raging hormones by pulling virtual all nighters with more than one women. Unfortunately his body didn't care about the quantity of women just the quantity of release. However our line of work didn't always allow for that. I knew he probably caught my small sigh but the women in the midst of the throes of passion would not have heard it.
I turned away from the sights of the two women one riding pups large thick cock and the other riding his tongue and the sounds of their screams. More screams erupted and then a short growl shortly after. I knew with the pattern of things I had scene in other women's heads that he had changed positions and was now driving hard into the wet depths of one of the females while pounding away into the other with his long fingers. I shuddered, flashing through the different screams I had heard over the past couple of months. Afterwards, when he was sated and calm again I was going out hunting to drown out the screams with the women that I conquested.
Nothing ever did compare which given who and what he was, was understandable. Not that I had personally known the reasoning but through the memories of the women I erased I saw, heard and felt everything as they had. I knew every inch of him through the eyes of those women, every inch. I knew what every thrust felt like. Not that many humans were able to too closely scrutinize what I had over the past months. His rock solid six foot tall body, chiseled half by biology and half by life we led, his long thick dark hair. His skin, that looked dark but was covered with a thin fine layer of fur. His ear, slightly pointed back. His eyes, a light golden color that gradually got darker as his need deepened. His teeth, all sharpened and ready for deadly feeding. And no one noticed that he walked on the balls of his feet.
The last quality of pup I had learned from seeing through the eyes of those he took, was that his cock was just as proportional to the rest of him. It was my job once he had finished was to replace their memories and send them on their way. The unfortunate side effect which I had not brought up to pup was that I knew every thing they had done so very well, I knew exactly what it would feel like to be with him though I never had and we agreed never would. I felt the hum of my drive pulsing under my skin and cursed myself willing memories that weren't my own away.
Tonight I not only needed to feed but I needed to have my physical needs met as well. A deadly combo brought on by the Nanos that wasn't learned until a couple of months into the program. A program much like Pup's, where they called for people to be test subjects for genetic alterations. This was in effort to prepare people for the future when surviving became important and not just monetary gains. That was although how they pulled people in, a large sum of cash. That wasn't to say that subjects weren't screened and handpicked for the tests. The main reason I entered the Nano program was that it promised to fix just about anything that could be physically wrong with a person and was a hell of a lot cheaper than lasik.
They soon found that the Nanos didn't just die off when everything was "fixed" because the body was constantly in a state of disrepair meaning the Nanos were constantly working and burning fuel. Their fuel happened to be blood and the body didn't naturally reproduce blood fast enough to supply the Nanos. Transfusions had to take place in order for the Nanos not to drain blood from tissue, muscle and then organs. Unfortunately there wasn't enough transfusion blood available for those that had the Nanos. Most of the subjects died off while very few us began to develop differently.
It was believed that the Nanos altered their hosts in order to obtain more blood. The few of us who survived had heightened senses, became stronger, move faster and our bodies stayed in an optimal performing condition. Even with these adaptations there were only a handful of us that had learned to use the most important change we had undergone, fangs. Once we penetrated a source of blood the Nanos would draw the blood up through our enlarged canines.
It had become Pup and I's job to find those who had gotten out of control with their "needs" and eliminate them. Tonight however would be a night where kept our needs in check. Personally I didn't like going this long without but with Pup trying to extend the time between his needs I never voiced my discomfort. On another round around the building I noticed that Pup was moving faster with his thrusts, his release was close. Just as I had circled to my room to get ready for the night I heard his loud growl followed by a short sharp howl.
I smiled despite myself, he was becoming like clock work. I knew exactly when he had his release by the sounds he made and through the other women's eyes I knew exactly what I would see as he did. The slight change in his eyes, his skin slick with sweat, his muscled tensed and shuddered and he came all over whichever woman he had been previously penetrating. He would take a few moments to regain himself then he would come to my room and I would go to his. He would shower the reminants of his release off and get ready for the night.
I would removed all traces of Pup from the women's minds and clean up what ever Pup hadn't making sure there was absolutely no trace of what had happened. I sighed sending the women off into the night, the pair still held the soft smile of satisfaction on their faces. As we passed each other in the hall returning to our respective rooms Pup reached out and gently grabbed my arm and stayed like that until I looked up into his eyes. It wasn't a surprised to see his eyes back to a very pale yellow but the gratitude in them had me at a loss for words.
It was always understood that in our moments of weakness after whatever release we may have had the other would clean up the mess to make sure we weren't discovered. At least that's what I had assumed. When he spoke his low voice was slow and deliberate making sure there was no doubt or confusion in his words, "I know you fight the pain of bearing their memories in your mind and in your flesh. I know you hold in the pain of your hunger and need. I know you do it all to protect me and for that I am grateful beyond measure." I blinked a few times unable to process a single thought just staring into his eyes knowing he was completely open and vulnerable in these passing moments.
I closed my eyes and muttered, "Careful big guy you wouldn't want the public to see you like this, they may not think we are dangerous after all." He grinned and let go of me heading back to his room to get ready for the night.