Fav Teacher - Fav Fanfic
#7 of "Fav Teacher"
Hey everyone! Citan here, Welcome back to "Fav Teacher"...NOT! ^_^ This is a fanfic of my story. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT! Someone liked my storys so much they wanted to write a fanfict for it! *jumps up and down* I never thought it'd be this popular, this is just all too cool. ^_^ Well as you'll be able to tell, its done by none other then K'jinn (6-wing) I gave him permission to use all my charectors and do and change anything he likes, and he did. Well here it is folks, hope you enjoy!!!
Fav Fanfic
Hey again peeps, it's a pleasure to be here, a pleasure to write this story, and a pleasure to...umm...lost my train of thought. Anyway here's the newest chapter of "Fav Teacher", written by yours truly. All characters have been used with permission and are copyrighted by their creator my good friend Citan. Can't say exactly what'll happen this time around, I'll just have to improvise something. Enjoy.
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The car ride home felt strangely delusional, like there was a heavy fog over the entire city in the middle of he afternoon. Citan brought a paw to his eye and rubbed it, hoping to get some of the atmospheric fuzziness out; he felt dazed but not sleepy, like he was going into a trance of some kind.
"Gosh, I can't see in front of my nose in this fog..." he commented, squinting his eyes to view past the windshield. Kraden and Issac looked at him like he had just spoken ancient Latin.
"You okay, Citan?" the lion asked, putting his paw to the wolf's forehead while still focusing on the road, he hissed and waved his paw a bit, "Yeesh, you're burning up, I think you might be coming down with something."
"I feel just fine, it's just my eyes that are fogging up," he replied, leaning back in his seat and looking out beyond the converted car top.
"As soon as we get back you should take a cold shower, okay?" he said, smiling to his young wolf with a small wink. Citan smiled back, returning the wink, "Alright Kraden," he blinked, and sighed, closed his eyes and gently drifted off to sleep, the lion couldn't help but laugh, "Not coming down with anything, are we?" he mocked returning his eyes to the road.
Issac reached his torso through the seats to adjust the radio, flipping the dial until it came to a desirable station; he stopped and looked at Citan before returning to his seat, then suddenly exclaimed in shock and fret, "Kraden! Citan's not breathing!!" he yelled. Kraden keeping one paw on the wheel and glancing between the road and his lover, shaking his shoulder with his other paw, Issac having pulled back and watching in worry. He then shot up and yelled again, "Kraden look out!!"
The leonine teacher gaped at the road, a lone, pale figure standing in the middle of their lane. With miraculous reflexes he slammed on the brakes and swerved the car, fishtailing past and screeching a to halt right behind the guy in the street. Both Issac and Kraden were heaving and panting, white knuckles lined their paws and wide eyes stuck on "Holy shit!!!"
The dazed felines swiveled their heads to find the lone figure was approaching them, silent steps and a ghost like grace. It was a white wolf, as in really white, like virgin snow white, a tall stature but a slim build, male it seemed to be since there was no bust to speak of. He wore long baggy faded blue jeans, a light gray sweater covered his torso, equally as baggy with flared, cuffed sleeves, it looked a good 3 sizes too big, but it stayed on him, underneath he appeared to be wearing a white turtleneck. Shoulder length hair swung freely with small white feathers tied near his left ear, square glasses resting neatly upon his muzzle.
"Are you -pant- okay?" Kraden asked the white wolf in a surprisingly calm manner. He nodded softly, and looked down at Citan, a white paw slipping from beneath his sleeve and softly stroking his cheek, Kraden showing a pinch of jealousy as he saw someone else touch his wolf right in front of him.
"Who took his virginity?" he asked with a straight face, getting a stunned awkward silence from both felines. Kraden blushed and scowled a bit at the stranger, "H-how dare you touch Citan! That's none of your business! You shouldn't even be asking that! Who are you and what were you doing in the middle of the road, anyway?" Kraden exploded, a more immature side beginning to show.
"So it was you then?" he put his paw to his chin, "Interesting." Kraden blushed brighter, blinking in confusion, Issac shrinking back trying not to get involved. "Perhaps it would be best if I explain? Citan's bloodline is branched from the 'Were' ancestry. Normally 'Weres' are subject to their terminological inheritance from conception; but as the line is dispersed further from its origin and mixed with non-Were blood, the lycanthrope gene becomes less complete. It varies from individual to individual about how this gene is perfected, but it always involves a factor of the Were's true nature, whether it be through hunting, ceremonial howling, dominance, or Citan's case, mating. It's really nothing to worry about, it seems like some sort fever, but it's only the body changing at an exponential rate. Although is chest is not rising and falling and no breath can be felt on his lips, he's quite alive and not going to die from it, his body is just using "internal breathing" to stretch his life spirit thin enough to safely make the transition to werewolf." Issac and Kraden stared blankly at the stranger, a small breeze passed over them and an insect buzzed by, he sighed, forgetting that not everyone finds lycanthrope as easy to understand as he does, "Long story short, Citan's going through special wolf puberty and will be just fine."
"That still doesn't explain why you were in the middle of the street," Issac said timidly.
"To be truthful I haven't the foggiest where in Heaven or earth I am, and regret to say I'm hopelessly lost."
"What more do you know about Citan's condition?" Kraden asked sternly.
"Enough to help him recover faste-"
"Hop in," he replied, reaching back and popping open the car door. The wolf looked at the car seat, then at the mansion past the driveway within walking distance, "Is that where you live?" he asked, returning his gaze to the lion. Issac and Kraden blinked, not realizing that they were already home and driving on would seem rather pointless. Without much more of a word he turned the car on again and reattempted in parking.
The wolf remained completely silent as they entered the house, Citan cradled in the large cat's arms ever to tenderly, Issac trying to strike up a conversation with the mysterious lupine. After about a dozen questions Issac was at a loss of what to ask next, so he decided silence would be best.
"Just lay him on the bed, please," instructed the wolf, Kraden doing so with utmost care, "If you like you may stay here with him while Issac and I gather some ingredients for a tea that will help Citan with his transformation." He and Issac walked off to the kitchen as Kraden sat on the bed next to his young lover, gently brushing his paw over the wolf's cheek, leaning over with a kiss upon his muzzle. A few minutes later they returned, both carrying some packets of powders and spices, one with a bowel, the other with serving utensils and a kettle of hot water.
"...Are you sure this'll work? It sounded like something from a home remedy cook book," Issac commented.
"It'll work," stated the wolf plainly, panting a bit as he placed the bowl on the bed in front of him, "Being the person that triggered the lycan reaction, you should be the one to make the tea, I'll instruct you through it." Kraden nodded, Issac setting the spices down and pulling up a chair and sitting upon it. The process seemed rather simple, each step done with the utmost precision.
"...Then just the pour in the water, and stir it with the spoon," the wolf finished, smiling at the sweet scent. Kraden beamed and carefully put the cup to Citan's lips and tilted it with loving caution. The white stranger had made his way over to the other side of the bed, placing a snowy paw on Citan's throat and caressing it, Kraden giving little to no notice to this.
The last drop slipped past his lips, all 3 looking on in anticipation. A large sigh of relief filled the room as his chest was rising and falling again, he whimpered cutely and curled into the blankets and went back to sleep, Kraden, grinning from ear to ear as he leaned over and place a kiss on his cheek. Issac let out a yawn and stretched, ready to call it a night. Leaving the happy couple in silence, the stranger and the leopard quietly closed the door. The cat smiled over at the lupine, he only gazed back with a small grin, then he walked off, Issac blinking and returning to his own room.
--)(Later on that night...)(--
The room was dark, a faint glare of moonlight cast in through the window, Kraden had his arm around Citan's shoulders, smiling in his sleep. There stood the white wolf, silent as the grave, white as snow, gazing down at Citan with a look of indifference. He raised a ghastly sleeve, letting his paw slip out as he placed on the other's forehead.
Citan stirred, in his dream he was a nighttime field, gazing up at a massive full moon, bathed in the silver light sat another wolf, shimmering in the glare with pure white fur.
"Live well, Citan, embrace your heritage..." he whispered in an eerie echo, fading into the moonlight.
He began to breath and pant, clutching at his sides as he fell forward onto his arms, growling as he bared his fangs, every hair standing on end. His body began to bulge and inflate, his fur elongating and thickening, his claws and fangs getting sharper and more deadly. He felt the earth below grow farther away, as his claws dug into the soil. Between his hind legs his sheath grew with an alluring tingling, shooting empowering testosterone through his body. Finally it ended with a long triumphant howl.
His eyes shot open, finding himself in his bed at home, his body covered in rock hard muscles, 300 lbs of raw power covered in silky gray fur. Further down his body he saw his massive sheath, already swelling. His eyes drifted over, finding Kraden kneeling on the bed, eyes wide open, locked and dancing over the magnificent lupine body. He seemed not as big now, they were probably the same height if they were standing next to each other, but considering Citan was now a Crinos, he would be taller if his head wasn't hunched. The necklace still hung around his neck, it was more like a collar now.
"Citan...you're...wondrous," was all Kraden with push, looking at the now blushing wolven maw, leaning over his body and placing a kiss upon the tip of it, rubbing his paw over the mighty chiseled chest, purring gently as he reached down and cupped his generous package. Citan murred loudly as his already hardening cock slipped from its hiding place and grew into his lover's paw; with a small gasp Kraden removed his lips from his muzzle and placed them on the tip of his growing cock, opening wide as it began to enlarge into his maw. Citan let out a loud sensual growl, shivering in pleasure as his wolfhood reached full mast inside his teacher's throat, gently bucking his hips as he gripped the sheets.
A grin passed over Citan's muzzle, removing his maw from the impressive girth and placed in again on the wolf's muzzle, sliding his tongue in past the lips and locking them together. Resting a paw on each shoulder he swung his leg around and straddled the lycan's hips, raising his tail up with a loud purr, easing down onto his dripping erection, whimpering as he felt the head spread him open. Citan merfed and trilled into the feline's maw, placing his paws on his hips and instinctively pushing him further onto his cock, grunting as he hilted, slamming his knot deep inside his love. Hearts beat rapidly as one as their orgasms quickly exploded in synced, their kiss released as they both threw their heads back and bellowed in their own tongue to the heavens, proclaiming a bond that the world could not break. Their musks and essences covered over their bodies, drowning them both in an astral afterglow.
Daybreak shattered the dark of the night inside the bedroom. Kraden blinked and erected his torso, blinking and yawning, Citan joining him in waking up, chuckling at each other, Citan's limp cock still tied.
"You've shrunk," Kraden said, kissing the normalized wolf on the nose, "From grand to cute in a single night," he says smiling, hugging his lover close to him. Citan couldn't help but murr as he held Kraden, wondering when he'd transform again. They cuddled until they heard Issac calling from downstairs, saying something about having prepared breakfast. They pulled on pants and walked down to the table, Kraden looking around the table.
"Where's the white wolf?" asked the lion. Issac shrugged as he put out bowls of cereal and milk, "I don't know, I checked his room but the bed looked untouched."
"White wolf?" Citan asked curiously, sitting down but looking up at his feline friends.
"Yeah, there was this wolf standing in the middle of the road right after you passed out yesterday. He said that you were going through that werewolf transformation thing that he could help with the recovery, so we let come with us."
"What was he wearing?" Citan inquired.
"A large sweater and baggy pants..."
"Did he have glasses and feathers in his hair?"
"Yeah..." Kraden replied, eying the wolf curiously, "How did you know? You weren't awake when he was here."
"In my dream, I saw this other werewolf, the weird thing he was wearing a sweater and jeans, and had glasses and large feathers in his mane."
They all looked at each other, "Come to think of it he never really said much of anything unless it was you or the werewolf stuff..." Citan scratched at his head, right behind his ear, pulling his paw back finding a small white feather between his thumb and index finger. His ears perked and he focused his eyes onto the sunlight basking the kitchen, and there stood the stranger, smiling cordially, walking into the light and disappearing.
"Live well, Citan..."
He snapped back, looking at his paw, the feather was gone, Kraden and Issac were already eating, he smiled and began eating as well.
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Enjoy the story, dear reader? As always it has been a pleasure to write for you all, thank you for your support in my stories, farewell, dear reader, until we meet again.
*bows and disappears*
*steps back in*
Citan again. Well there ya go everyone? Did you like it? Citan as a were, and the cool mystery white wolf? Well once again a million thanks to K'jinn for writing this for me and for you fans for reading it. If you have any comments please feel free to e-mail K'jinn at [email protected] or me at [email protected] with comments or anything else you'd like to say about the story. And who knows, someone might make a appearance in the actual "Fav Teacher" series. ^_~ Speaking of which, I"m working on chap 7 as we speak and I hope to have it out soon. Well thanks for reading and another billion thanks to my best freind K'jinn, bai everyone!! *poof*