Daemon Hunter Moushigo

_Chapter 4 - Bitter Cold

By: Mune Metsukai_

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The first rays of the sun make it over the fading night horizon. Beautiful reds and purples dance across the dawning sky, a brilliant painting of amazing intensity. A pair of silver eyes look over that wondrous sunrise; basking in its vibrancy. His soul felt completely at ease. All his burdens felt like they were lifted off his shoulders. He felt warm... It was rare he ever felt anything but cold anymore, even in the arms of his mate he felt cold. His hand closes over a crystal knife in his left hand. For so long he had kept the knife close by, in a want to end his own life; to end the cold that engulfed him every day of his life.

The sixteen-year-old closes his eyes, letting the warmth of dawn wash over him, bathing in its beauty. He clasps his hand around the knife, feeling it dig into his flesh. The crimson of his blood drips to the street below the terrace. He wonders why he did not just jump. It would be so quick, the jackal sighs.

"Kumo?"

The jackal hears his mate's voice from the bedroom. The soothing voice of the hyena always send a shiver up his spine. "I am on the terrace love."

Kristian walks to the door and takes in the form of his lover.

The jackal is covered in soft, short black fur, an amazing midnight blue tint to the black. His hair is long and a creamy white color, always tied back in a braid. Shimmering silver-blue eyes capture the light of the sun. His entire body is lithe and gorgeous. A perfect icy diamond is present in his chest; a Ryoushin crystal matrix, bringing out his already awesome eyes. Most interesting; his digitigrade feet.

Kristian notices the droplets of blood falling from Kumo's left hand. He knew it had been a long time since Kumo fell into his deep depression. The hyena could not find any way to ease his mate's mind or heart. "Kumo, sweetie? Are you okay?"

"Kris... Isn't it beautiful?" Kumo motions towards the rising sun.

"Yes; almost as beautiful as you... Have you been up all night Kumo?" Kristian asks.

Kumo turns his head to look at his mate of four years; friend for seven before that. Kristian had a fair build, a very handsome seventeen-year-old hyena. His eyes are a fascinating purple in color. His fur is a soft mocha sienna, lighter at his front. Short; coffee brown hair is messy on his head. Kumo always adored that strong, yet gentle figure of the mage.

"Yea..."

"You know that's not good for you... You need sleep."

The jackal felt a hand on his shoulder. "Kumo-san..."

"Why did you follow me Kristian? The council would have left you alone if you had just stepped aside." The jackal places a shaking hand on the Ryoushin matrix in his chest. "When I refused to work as Ark's assassin any longer, I became just another target."

Kristian wraps his arms around the young jackal and nuzzles him. "Kumo... I could not just let you go through this madness alone. I love you too much to just abandon you."

Kumo smiles softly, leaning into his lover. "The shadows never sleep; do they..."

"Kumo-san; it is because you refuse to let those shadows sleep."

The jackal's left hand is engulfed by a liquid alloy before solidifying into a thin, almost latex smooth armor, although stronger. He could feel the crystal knife digging into the armor as he squeezed it. "Everything that has happened... I feel like it was all for nothing."

"Kumo, my sweet little jackal... You know it was not for nothing."

Kristian turns the boy's head so they are facing each other. The hyena looks deeply into the young jackal's silver eyes. Their muzzles meet. The hyena parts his lips, thrusting his tongue into Kumo's mouth. Kristian's tongue dances along the jackal's. He could feel the jackal's muscles relax.

Kumo moans softly into his lover's muzzle, his own tongue lapping against the intruder. He trembles lightly in his mate's arms. The jackal growled softly in his throat, a lust filled growl.

Kristian suddenly lifts the boy from the floor and carries him inside the apartment. The hyena lowers the sixteen-year-old onto their bed and began to nuzzle his neck tenderly. "I love you so much Kumo... I don't know what I'd do if something were to happen to you."

"I promise, nothing will happen to me Kris." Kumo smiles faintly up at his mate.

Kristian's heart beat harder at the sight of his adorable mate's smile, no matter how small the smile was. "You're learning how to smile again."

"Yea... I guess I am."

The hyena kisses his love's neck. He felt the jackal squirming ever so slightly. Kristian kisses down the nape of the jackal's neck, moving down his chest. He kisses the crystal matrix gently and continues downwards. Down the jackal's abdomen, moving slowly, tenderly. The jackal whimpered in pleasure, enjoying the sensation.

Kristian slid the jackal's boxers down slowly, removing them from the boy's body and caressing his legs. The jackal's sheath was already swollen with his growing member. The hyena ran his tongue gently along the length of his lover's sheath. Kumo could not help but moan out his pleasure. His thick member slowly erects from his sheath. His eight inch jackal penis was even more black than the boy's fur. The hyena engulfed most of it in his short muzzle, slowly swallowing it completely to the base.

Kristian slowly began to bob his head on the jackal's swollen member, his tongue running along the underside of it sensually. He enjoyed the taste, the feel of the rock hard cock in his mouth.

Kumo's breathing came in short pants as pleasure reverberated throughout his body. It had been so long since he and his mate had been together in this manner, and he loved it so much. He tried to thrust his hips and realized he was being held down firmly by his lover.

Kristian grins slightly and begins an up and down motion, sucking the younger boy's male meat. He began to quicken his pace, letting the jackal's meat throb in his mouth with every up and down motion of his head. He could already taste the jackal's sweet precum, and it sent shivers through him.

Kumo gasped and whined in pleasure. His body began to spasm slightly as his every muscle tensed up with his growing orgasm. With a sudden yip then howl, he sent jets of cum down the hyena's throat. Kristian gulped a lot of it before letting the rest of it run down the jackal's member, coating his surging balls. Kumo's orgasm calmed and the jackal lay panting on the bed, sweat dampening his glistening fur coat.

Kristian lets the jackal's member slip from his muzzle and licks his thin lips.

"That was amazing Kristian." Kumo manages to say.

The hyena climbs up the boy's body and kisses him, allowing the jackal to taste his own seed. Kumo moans and explores his lover's maw with his own tongue.

Kristian feels his mate's hand caressing the bulge in his own boxers; rubbing and teasing softly. "Lets just say you owe me one. I have to get dressed and start my job search again." The jackal sighs and nods his head. The hyena giggles and licks the boy's muzzle; "Are you going to that interview today?"

"Yea. If they accept me into the academy, I can get financial aid easily." The jackal says.

"I'm starting to wonder why I didn't apply to the academy."

"It might give us away though... ARK would think we'd stay together constantly." The jackal suggests.

"I know... I just don't know what I'll do when we can't be together all the time." Kristian hugs his jackal mate close. The jackal giggles in his lover's grasp. "I'll be home at night after classes, we won't always be apart."

Kristian nibbles on the boy's unpierced right ear. "I know that Kumo-san."

The jackal coos at the nibbling and smiles happily at his mate. "You sure know how to make a jackal feel good about himself." The hyena chuckles and reaches a hand down to squeeze the jackal's balls again, eliciting a loud moan from the boy. "I am glad I could make you feel better about yourself." Kristian murrs and cuddles his mate to sleep before leaving to go about his daily rituals.

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Ishi loads his handgun, not moving even an inch from his cover. He could still feel the daemon's presence, but where it was he could not tell. It had possessed its victim to defend itself, a male black jaguar. He was not fooling around either. Ishi wipes the blood away from his bloodied left arm. The wolf had no idea where Alexander had disappeared to either after he was injured. "Why the hell did Alex choose a time like this to play hide and seek..."

"Come out... little wolfy..."

Ishi would have no choice but to kill the jaguar too, it was most likely dead already anyway, he had been fatally injured by the daemon. The wolf rose quickly and fires towards the sound of the jaguar's voice.

The possessed feline leaps out of range. He hisses menacingly. He launches himself at the gray wolf. Ishi pulls his rifle from his jacket and pulls the trigger. The bullet explodes into pieces and pierce into the daemon possessed feline. The jaguar yelps in pain, thrown back by the impact. To Ishi's surprise, he rises back to his feet, dripping more blood than before. He pounces at Ishi again, a roar echoing through the dark alley. Ishi is pinned hard to the ground, claws tearing his clothes to shreds, blood following streaks in his flesh. The daemon roars viciously in the wolf's face.

Both the wolf and jaguar are surprised when Alex cuts the feline in half from behind with his bokoudo. Blood follows along the blade of the wooden katana, spilling over the concrete and Ishi's mostly naked body.

The shadows swell and the daemon takes form from the corpse of the feline. Glowing red eyes blaze fiercely. "A hunter backstabbing... such a dishonorable way to battle." Alexander brings his bokoudo back to ready position. The wooden katana could be as deadly as any other bladed weapon, if used correctly. "I may be a hunter... but I was an assassin before ever joining the faction."

Ishi loads his handgun when he picks it up from the ground beside him.

Alexander lowers his bokoudo, the wind blowing through the alley and rustling his robes. "Ishi; this one is mind... cover up..." The wolf grins and nods as he picks up his badly torn trench coat, the only piece of clothing the really survived the beast's fangs and claws.

Suddenly the kangaroo moves. The daemon hisses and leaps onto a wall, his claws digging in and holding him in position. That did not stop Alex though. The seventeen-year-old jumped using his speed to leap from wall to wall. The daemon screeched, energy gathering and launching in an energy ball towards the roo. Alex slashes the ball in half, negating it. He stabs at the daemon, driving his katana through the monster's chest. Black blood erupts from the wound. The kangaroo holds the bokoudo steady, both feet touching the wall. He knows it is not over. Alex tears the wooden katana free and slashes upwards. Blue flames followed the sword's edge as the daemon was cut perfectly in half. The daemon's shrieks echoed through the alley as he was devoured by the flames. And fell to the ground below.

Alex lands gracefully on his feet, the puddle of black blood rippling.

Ishi placed a hand on the kangaroo's shoulder. "Sometimes I wonder why you joined the Hunters." "Because I was tired of having nothing to fight for, and of being alone." Alex responds. "I was tired of being... Cold."

To Be Continued...