The Pact: Chapter 6
#6 of The Pact
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six hills Dayhunter!" Ivan said as he trudged behind her, the bag slung over his shoulder seeming to get heavier with every step, "Why don't you just admit that you have no idea where we're going?!"
You don't have to carry the pack!"
nothing. No food, no water...no sex, for the entire night. And if you don't..."
those kinds of situations, although he bet it had more to do with him being attuned to feminine pleasures rather than any action on Dayhunter's part. "I think you're getting the better deal here though."
Naturally, when she'd found out about what had occurred, Nocturnal had been furious with Hircine. She'd appeared to Ivan, after she'd apparently given the other daedra a thorough tongue lashing, and gave his mind a once over to make sure that Hircine hadn't just made Ivan think that he was in control. To everyone's surprise, however, Nocturnal found no such thing. Part of me wishes she had, he mused to himself as he began striking the flint against the flat of his knife, sending sparks into the kindling he'd gathered, I hate having to be grateful to Hircine for anything.
Answer!"
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After some explanations, and getting some directions to the pack's camp, Redclaw went on his way and Ivan got back to work on camp. As the sun set, Dayhunter came back with her tail drooping, evidently she'd been unsuccessful, "I could have sworn it was right there when I left!" she said, sitting down on a log that Ivan had dragged next to the fire, "I just don't understand it." She sighed and after a while turned to him, "Well...guess there's no avoiding it." Ivan smiled, he'd been waiting for this, "What'll it be? A handjob?" Ivan shook his head "Anal?" Another shake, Dayhunter glared at him "You have something sick in mind I just know it."
Dayhunter sighed, "No...just I've had a couple of hours to let my imagination get the better of me."
"Well you'll be happy to know that I've got no such thing in mind for tonight."
"What then?"
"We'll just do what we always do, spur of the moment. Except this time..." This is stupid, she'll laugh at me.
" This time?"
"It...it might seem silly but...I don't want us to shift." Dayhunter stared, confused, "We've never made love as ourselves, even when it started out that way, we've always let the wolves take over and well," he sighed, "Wolves aren't much for intimacy in the emotional sense. Do you understand?"
Dayhunter nodded, "Yeah, I think so. Besides...you won the bet."
more?" she said, half annoyed as she struggled with his belt, before growling and simply ripping his cloths apart. Realizing what she'd done, she started to apologize, but Ivan interrupted.
me!" claws sunk into her scalp, drawing blood as Nocturnal dragged them along her head.
you. What shall it be? Has to be something ironic, something to get the perfect bit of revenge against him...and you." Dayhunter was shaking, both with fear and from the stimulation of having her breasts rubbing up and down Ivan's cock. She had to get his attention, had to get his help.
Ivan looked up again to the shock of his life, for the pleasure of climax...had broken the illusion. He didn't even think as he rocketed forward and slammed his fist into the face of his mate's attacker. He tore at her, bit her, clawed at her eyes, without even shifting to werewolf form. All he thought, all he knew, all he felt, all he was, was to eviscerate this being from the face of Tamriel.
HIRCINE!"
loves..." Loves, Dayhunter thought as she closed her eyes, he loves me...