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Those Forgotten - A Rough Night

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Notes: Okay, so I lied, this one has sex as well and you cannot possible understand how unbearable horny writing the sex scene over the last two days has made me! The re-edited first chapter will have been posted by now too with a longer sex scene and I fixed what I think to be all of the problems but, I could have missed a few. Having passed the yiff test I went back and added more while fixing the flow of the sentences and the delivery of it all. There is now an additional 3, nearly 4, pages of pure action added to it alone, pushing it to 19 pages. This one too, is that long. There are a few things that people were questioning and they'll all be relieved to know that this chapter clears a few things, but you'll have to read more to find out. Thanks for all the critiques from everyone, and editing advice, it really helped to point out some flaws and your ideas really helped me when fixing the story's plot!

Credit is due for the song used here, it is_ Answer by Sarah McLachlan

_and you can hear it [here](%5C) on YouTube if you want to know how it is sung before continuing. It's very slow and sorrowful.

Edit: I re-wrote the series out of first person format as I felt I was being hypocritical. I rarely like first person stories so I couldn't leave this in first person. When I originally created this series, Shaun was to essentially be me, but as I kept writing he took on his own life and I am no longer Shaun.

Um, don't read if you don't like M/M relationships as this is what this is all about and I'm warning you, I'm not liable after that. If you get caught or hate it and decide to go play 'Hide and go kill yourself,' oh well!

Copyright of The Copilot

edited by Warrior Scribe

... enjoy

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(Chapter two)

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Oren and Shaun had quietly fallen a sleep on the couch embracing each other in the exhaustion of their early morning romp. They slept peacefully in each others loving arms for what felt like an eternity in heaven, but it all came crashing down with the sound of the door bell sounding off a shrill ring. Shaun's head lifted off of the couch, his eyes flat out refusing to open just yet, they themselves content to let whomever was at his door just sit there. Shaun's head sank slowly to the padded arm rest of the couch as he settled back down, getting comfortable whilst stroking Oren's ears lovingly as the dog used his chest for a pillow.

Whoever was at the door didn't give up though, and rang the bell repeatedly in rapid succession, knocking this time too. This time it woke Oren up as well. He jerked awake and shook Shaun, frightened.

"Shaun! Someone's at the door, what do we do?"

He just looked down at Oren, the comment not registering at first. Then, Shaun suddenly realized his dilemma, there was a werewolf laying in his lap and whoever was intent on coming into his house would surely see him. Shaun sat up quickly upon realizing why Oren was worried. Grabbing both of the Akita's hands and clasping them together in his, Shaun told Oren to go hide upstairs, but the Akita stopped half way across the room and looked back in worry.

"Everything will be okay, I promise. Trust me?" Shaun said.

Oren nodded, quickly bolting up the stairs, slamming the door to Shaun's room behind him. Getting off of the couch, Shaun walked slowly to the door and called out, "Yes, who is it?"

"It's me, Christine! I came to check on you're new dog," the vet shouted.

"Don't you have to get to the vet clinic?" Shaun asked her, looking at the clock and praying she would say yes.

"No, I took the day off. The Vet-Techs know I'm never far away and will call me if they need anything."

"Damn," Shaun mumbled at the door.

"What was that?" she said.

"Nothing," Shaun answered, back quickly. 'How did she hear me?'

"Well, are you going to let me in?" she asked.

As Shaun opened the door to step out and talk to her, having no intent of letting her in, she pushed her way past him and started walking down the hallway into his house. Cursing, Shaun quickly shut the door and tried to stop her from venturing any farther, blocking the hallway. "Whoa there, you can't just walk in here willy-nilly like that!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just came to see how your stray was doing. You have a really nice house, you know that," she said, trying to duck past him.

"Thanks, but Oren's doing just fine. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like you to leave," Shaun said, trying to hold as stern a face as possible.

"Oh, you named him already?" Christine asked, again trying to duck past him. "Oren? Here boy," she called. "Where is he?" she asked.

"He's, uh... upstairs sleeping. Christine you need to leave... I'm asking you, please," Shaun asked, near enough to begging her.

"I guess he changed huh? Wake up next to a hunk this morning, did we?" Christine said, poking Shaun in the chest.

"What? NO!" Shaun said a little too loudly. "I don't know what you're talking about, Oren's perfectly normal. He's... just sleeping," he started again, trying to keep calm but Christine saw right through it.

"Oh, cut the crap. I know what he is Shaun," she said finally, folding her arm over her breasts and staring him down.

"How?" he asked, shocked.

"We're pretty good at identifying each other amongst humans and animal alike," Christine said, taking off her sunglasses, and putting them away before looking at Shaun. Her irises went red for a moment before quickly returning to normal. Shaun sat there stunned and leaned in to look at her closely.

"Boo!" she shouted, lunging at him with her hands out.

Shaun yelled in fright, and immediately slammed a hand over his heart as he fell back in surprise.

"Don't do that!" Shaun shouted , smacking the floor he was now sitting on.

"Well, don't look at me like I'm some kind of monster, monsters bite," said Christine. Shaun looked her incredulously and sat there staring at her.

"Well, are you going to let me see him?" Christine asked. "It's been a while since I've met another one with the mark."

"I don't know," Shaun began, unsure if he should let her near his lover.

"Please," she asked, holding her hands together in a plea.

"It's up to him, he's a little skittish. We had some trouble when he woke up today," Shaun said, grimacing.

"He's okay right? You didn't freak out did you?" Christine asked, holding a hand to her mouth.

"Yeah, he's perfectly fine. He's actually the one who freaked out, it took me a little while to get him to let me in the closet to talk to him."

"Oh, wow," she said.

"Yeah," Shaun answered back slowly.

"Here, let me show you to the kitchen. You can help yourself to anything, we've already eaten," Shaun said as he showed her around. Christine stopped when they rounded the corner and took a big whiff of the surrounding air. She looked at Shaun through slitted eyes.

"What?" Shaun asked her, looking at Christine worryingly.

"Someone's already been naughty," she said, smiling at him. Shaun turned bright red, there was no denying it with her sense of smell. "I was hoping that I'd get to play with him but it looks like you beat me to it. I'm guessing he's taken then?" Christine asked.

Shaun looked at her and thought about it before answering, "Yes, he's mine," Shaun said, taking on a rather possessive tone.

"Awe, that's sweet. I knew you'd make a good pair, but I didn't think it would be THAT good," Christine said, pointing to the pools of dried cum on the counter top. Shaun flushed red again, and left to go get Oren from his room.

"Oren, honey," Shaun said as he knocked on the door. "Its me."

The lock turned and the Akita pulled Shaun inside quickly before locking the door behind them just as fast.

"Are they gone?" he asked, his face awash with panic and fear.

"No, no they haven't left yet. It's Christine, from the vets office. You remember her?"

Oren started to panic, shivering and shaking in fear. "Please, Shaun. Don't let her take me away from you. I don't want to go anywhere anymore, I just want to stay here. Please, don't make me leave!" Oren pleaded as he fell to his knees and wrapping his arms around Shaun's legs. "I'll do what ever you want, just, don't let her take me away!"

"Oren, honey, slow down. I won't let anyone take you from me, she just wants to talk to you. She says that she's like you, a marked one she called it."

"Yeah, she showed me her eyes right before we left her office," said Oren still sniffling as he nuzzled his head against Shaun's stomach as he was still wrapped around the mans legs.

Shaun scritched behind Oren's ears as the Akita sat back on his ankles and let go of his legs. Shaun offered him a hand to get up with and pulled the Akita up with it. Shaun held Oren's chin softly as he smiled at him before kissing the dog on the forehead. Shaun then watched as Oren prepared to walk out of the room.

"Hey," Shaun said, clenching the Akita's hand before pulling in back, causing the dog to whip around.

As Oren spun around, he flung a hand up to Shaun's chest to keep from bowling him over. Shaun pulled Oren into a deep kiss, lips brushing the dogs as his other hand moved to the small of Oren's back, holding the dog to him. Oren's ears perked up as he moaned, that curled tail now swaying as the two kissed passionately before slowly separating. Shaun kept Oren there as he set his forehead to the dogs and looked him deep in the eyes. Oren's eyes flicked back and forth for a second, searching for the meaning of all this.

"I will never.... ever... let anyone take you away from me. I promise," Shaun said, punctuating the sentence with a small kisses.

Oren's eyes teared up a little as he whined a soft 'awe.' The Akita grabbed the back of Shaun's head and pushed his muzzle deep into his lips, lapping at them as his eyes closed. Oren was blinking the tears away and letting them fall down his muzzle as Shaun closed his eyes too, kissing back just a passionately and allowing that canine tongue into his mouth. Their tongues darted around, entwining together as they reveled in each others love.

They kissed until they grew dizzy for breath and eventually, they slowly parted lips, wordlessly acknowledging the depth of love, understanding, and all of the connections shared between them.

"Come on, lets go down stairs, Christine is waiting for us," Shaun said, taking Oren's hand in his. Shaun reveled in the feeling of soft pads and fur as their fingers interlocked. They even held hands as Shaun led the dog down the stairs.

Shaun could hear the sound of his coffee maker chugging away in the kitchen and figured Christine was still there. Walking around the corner and into his kitchen, Shaun could see that Christine had in fact taken him up on the offer to anything there, having made herself a pot of coffee and some toast. As Shaun and Oren walked around the corner, she started talking,

"I hope you don't mind me making some coffee," Christine began. "I missed my regular cup in my anxiousness too come see--" she stopped, having turned around to look at the two.

"Whoa," she said quietly.

Shaun was still holding Oren's hand, he hadn't let go because the Akita was squeezing it tighter and tighter. Because of this, Shaun felt the dog try to hide behind him.

"Whoa?" Shaun asked her, "What do you mean whoa? I thought you said you knew what he was?" This time, he too was trying to hide Oren.

"No... Well, yes, but... everyone I've ever met was always in their human form. None of them walked around looking like him," Christine said, taking a sip of coffee from a steaming mug.

"What's that supposed to mean," Shaun asked her.

"I've never met a marked one who wasn't back to being human in the morning," she said. "Come to think about it, I've never met a marked one who wasn't a wolf either, Oren here is a first for me."Oren shifted around uncomfortably as he tried to hide from Christine's intense examinations, her eyes were darting all over him.

"Never?" Shaun asked.

"Well, it's not that it doesn't occasionally happen, the whole 'not a wolf thing,'" Christine said as she twirled her finger at Oren. "It's just extremely rare."

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Sitting in the living room, Oren and Shaun both looked incredulously at Christine, ready to grill her for information but holding back.

"So Oren, you can't control you're changes?" Christine asked.

"No," he replied.

"You have no idea how, what so ever?" she asked again.

"No. Ever since I first changed, I've been stuck as a dog. The exception being when I woke up with this morning."

"That's strange," she said, rubbing her chin. "Didn't whoever gave you the mark teach you how to control it?"

Oren went quite and starred down at the carpet. "Oren honey, she asked you a question." Shaun said, shaking Oren's hand. The Akita looked up at Shaun, a tear in his eye, before looking back at Christine.

"No," Oren whispered. "He died saving me."

He looked back at Shaun before continuing, "it happened a few years ago."

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I woke up to the sound of fire alarms, my room filled with smoke. I quickly rolled off my bed and fell to the floor, coughing. There wasn't much air left in my room so I stuck to the carpet, looking for a flashlight and a rag to cover my mouth. The smoke was burning my eyes as I crawled slowly in the direction of my bedroom door. When I reached up for the handle, my hand made a sizzling sound as I burnt it and I felt the door. It was hot, couldn't go that way. All the bed rooms were on the second floor of my parents house, so I was trapped in the burning thing. I was running out of oxygen and trying to crawl over to my window, having resigned myself to jumping as it was my only option. I kept saying to myself, 'better to break a leg than to die,' when there came a crashing sound as my door flew open. I screamed and rolled figuring it was a back draft but I felt no heat. When I looked up there was a gigantic black wolf standing on just two legs searching though the smoke. I screamed again and it came after me. You can imagine my surprise when it only picked me up but still, I started to kick and hit it, trying to get away.

"Shh," The Wolf said to me. "I'm only trying to help. Hold on to me. Are you ready?"

When I nodded in shock of hearing the thing speak, it ran for my window, jumping through it and landing in the side yard just as there came an enormous explosion that blew out all the glass in the house. The wolf stood still, cradling me and protecting me from the sharp shrapnel that flew through the air. It turned allowing me to see my house as it went up in an inferno, flames making the wood crackle menacingly as fire slowly ate it's way through the beams. The werewolf stood me in front of itself and watched, as I was, my child hood home go up in flames.

I remember turning to it and asking, "My mum and dad?" My eyes were about the size of dinner plates.

"No," said the wolf, looking down. "I couldn't get there in time, their room was gone by the time I got to yours."

"NO!" I screamed running for the house, trying to get in side. I only made it two steps before the wolf caught me, pulling me into its arms.

"It's too late Jake," he said calmly. "There's nothing you can do for them. They're gone!"

"NO! No, no, no!" I said turning and pounding my hand against its chest, trying to push away. "Let me go! Please, let me go. I have to save them!"

"It's too late child," he said, refusing to let me go. "I'm sorry."

I crumpled to the ground and he sat down behind me, covering me with his bulky frame as I wept, broken and defeated. I cried harder than I had ever cried before, but he never left me. Agonizing over my parents death, I was still crying when we heard the sirens drawing closer. He looked down at me.

"I have to go now, you'll be safe out front when the police get here," he said, standing up.

I stood up too and clung to him for a moment. He too wrapped his arms around me.

"Please don't leave," I said.

"Don't worry, I'll find you..." it began, but there was a loud cracking noise and he tensed, claws suddenly penetrating into my sides as we both screamed in agony. There was a second crack and he fell to the ground, gasping. He looked up at me and saw the deep, bloody claw marks on my skin.

"Oh no," he whispered, looking from the marks to my face, his eyes going wide. "I'm so sorry," he said, reaching out for me. He stopped suddenly, coughed up some blood and wheezing, his body shattered. Looking to where the shots had come he jerked and coughed some more. He looked back at me, his body changing back to a human as he tried to talk to me.

"Ruh... run," he stuttered out. "You have to run."

I looked up to see a tall man in a long overcoat, walking slowly towards us with his pistol raised. When I looked down, the wolf had changed completely back to his human form, he was my next door neighbor. I knew him to be a kind and gentle middle aged fellow and yet, tonight, he was laying on my lawn, dieing after saving me. His head lifted up as he told me to run again, and this time I obeyed, running for the tree line of the forest behind my house. I looked back once and saw him trying to stand, protecting me from this man. I was midway to the tree line when I heard three more sharp cracks and looked back to see my neighbor slump to the ground. The man, the wolf, what ever he was, having given his life for me.

When I looked up a little further, my eyes met with the killer and his gun drew level with me. I kept running and I heard a crack as a bullet went whizzing my head, splintering the tree next to me. I heard him shouting curses and looked back seeing him try to reload his gun. By that time I had made it to the tree line and the police sirens were wailing just around the corner from him, he ran.

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"I waited about half an hour before I walked out to meet with the police officers, I told them everything but they called me delusional when I told them the dead man was a wolf. The medics chalked it up as oxygen deprivation and my scratches from going through the window. They stitched me up and sent me on my way to live with my grandparents. A week later, I had my first transformation as the full moon rolled around. I was only sixteen, all alone and scared. I've been stuck as a dog the whole time and I've been running from the hunters ever since. One of them caught me last night, that's who was trying to kill me," Oren said, wiping away the tears that had plagued his story.

"Today is the first day since then that I haven't been running. The first day that I fell like I belong... like I'm safe," said Oren, looking at Shaun.

"I remember when that happened," said Christine quietly. "It was all a set up, the whole thing. The hunters torched your house because you were George's neighbors. They knew he'd try to help."

"Oren, I'm so sorry," Christine said, a look of genuine remorse etched into her face.

"Thanks," Oren said. "George was a good person."

"Yes, he was," said Christine, nodding.

"So, your real name is Jake?" Shaun asked him, curiously.

"Yeah, but I like Oren better. It reminds me that I have you," he said blushing.

"And you became a marked because of some scratches?" Shaun asked Oren, finding it hard to smile after that story.

Oren nodded a 'yes' and showed both Christine and Shaun the scars under his fur.

"How does that work?" Shaun asked Christine. "The marking process."

"Ah," she said. "It's like a virus."

Shaun nodded, trying to get her to continue.

"Its very complicated but, essentially, if you take away all the peculiar things, it works like any other contagious disease. The virus is present everywhere, both in and on the host. Saliva, fur, tears," she pausing to look over at Shaun. "Semen. Everything."

Oren looked up quickly, his face awash with fear. "We've been kissing," he gasped out.

"Does that mean I'm going to turn?" Shaun asked Christine calmly. She responded with a smile.

"No, that's the beauty of it. This virus has a safety mechanism that's so simple, only mother nature could have thought of it. The virus populates everywhere inside of the host, but it needs a specific set of conditions to infect another. The virus is so weak, the only time you could possibly infect another person was if their immune system was sufficiently compromised, or stressed, and if the virus was able to get directly into the persons bloods stream."

"Like a bite?" Shaun asked, Christine nodded.

"Or a scratch in Oren's case, I'm not sure having claws sunk into you is enough to tax the immune system though. Stumbling out of the house fire shortly before is probably the only reason Oren became a host."

"So you're saying that you basically have to be seriously hurt to become infected?" Shaun asked while looking over at Oren.

"Yes," she said. Oren's backside, which had been growing increasingly more active until now, went ballistic and he tackled Shaun to the couch, kissing him in excitement. Shaun kissed back, just as relieved that he could be with Oren as the dog laid back down, head on Shaun's chest as they stared at each other. Shaun could see the curly tail behind his lover going crazy with the news.

Christine smiled at them, "Awe, isn't that just adorable! You too are quite the couple."

Shaun couldn't help but turn red, something he found himself doing a lot of lately. "So, how come Oren's been stuck in one form for so long, aren't you supposed to, you know, change only on a full moon?"

"See, that part bugs me because you're right, Oren should have changed into what he is now the first time, and then change back to human by morning. And there is also the fact that he's not a wolf when most hosts are. There are just so many inconsistencies with him that I've never seen before," said Christine.

"Hmm, here that? Even a werewolf says that you're not normal," Shaun said to Oren.

Oren's ears folded back and he looked hurt, Shaun felt hurt after saying that too.

"But that just means I'm all the more lucky to have you!" Shaun said before he was attacked with kisses again.

Christine's buzzer went off as she watched the two and she rushed to gather her stuff. "I have to go, there's an emergency at the clinic."

"Oren, I need to talk to you about controlling your gift," Christine said, taking him off to the side. "There is a way to control yourself, but you have to wait for the change to come. Tonight, there is a full moon. When you start the change, that's if it actually starts, you're too different for me to know for sure if you will, you will feel something in your mind change. Concentrate on this feeling and try to push back, that is the key to the transformation and the quicker you learn how to push it, the quicker you learn how to control it. I'm sorry that I can't tell you more but I have to go perform emergency surgery on someone's beagle," she said rolling her eyes.

After she finished talking to Oren, Shaun showed her to the door where she turned and looked at the man.

"Shaun, I'm not sure if he will actually shift tonight, so much of his condition is different from what I know to be common," Christine said, looking worried. "If he's only ever shifted once, this is going to be a hard night on him. What ever you do, please stay with him." Christine's eyes flicked as she searched Shaun's eyes for any signs that he would do otherwise. "He's going to need you and I think even he can see that," she said.

"I promise, I won't leave him. I'm just worried he might hurt himself."

"You'll have to protect him, he really needs someone who can take all of this," she said.

"For him, I'd give my world," Shaun said, trying to burn Christine with his gaze for suggesting, even remotely, that he might leave Oren because of his condition.

"Call me tomorrow and tell me how things go, I want to know if he's able to change back fully after tonight," she said.

"Even if he is stuck the way he is, he'll be fine. This is the one place where he'll never have to hide what he is," Shaun said.

"Good bye Shaun, and tell Oren that I said good luck," Christine said, walking out the door.

She stopped through, turning around.

"Although, I'm not sure he needs it, having you around and all. I really do envy him, you know. It's almost like you're his god send, it's truly amazing that he found you."

"Thanks," Shaun said softly.

Christine smiled and walked away and Shaun heard a voice whisper behind him, 'That's because you are.' Shaun turned quickly, trying to catch it but again there nothing was there.

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Shaun walked back into the living room after locking the door and saw Oren sitting on the couch. He looked worried as Shaun down next to him.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine tonight. I promise, okay?" Shaun said, ruffling Oren's head fur. Oren forced a weak smile.

"I'm just worried Shaun. What if I can't change back all the way? I'll never be able to be with you in public, I'd be killed for what I am," he whispered. "I don't want that kind of life for you, it wouldn't be fair."

"Oren, if I cared about stuff like that, would I honestly be here now?" Shaun asked. "I love you too damn much to let you go. I would rather have you with me, looking as adorable and beautiful as you are in all your fur, than be alone. To hell with the consequences, it's a price I'd gladly pay to be with you."

"But Shaun," Oren started, tears in his eyes.

"No buts, all I want is to spend the rest of my life with you and all you have to do... is... say... yes."

"YES! OH, GOD YES! I love you Shaun, please don't ever leave me!" gasped Oren, flinging himself onto Shaun.

Oren pushed Shaun into the couch, laying on top of him as he grabbed Shaun's head in both hands before slamming his muzzle down to his lips and kissing passionately. Shaun wrapped his arms around Oren's back and kissed him back just as forcefully.

This time Shaun was the one seeking entrance to his mouth, prying apart Oren's lips with his tongue, seeking to battle with him as they declared their passions. Oren moaned into Shaun's mouth as their tongues wrestled, hands starting to wander. Shaun's slipped down Oren's back and into the dog's shorts, cupped his ass and feeling the perfect mounds as Oren felt Shaun's chest. Shaun grabbed both cheeks, one in each hand, and gave them a good squeeze while using them to pull their groins together.

Oren let out a squeal of delight and broke the kiss to pant in front of his loves face, hot breaths steaming over Shaun's face as they stared each other in the eye. Both of them could feel their arousal's growing against each other through the fabric of their pants, so Shaun ground his shaft upwards into Oren's swelling sheath teasingly, forcing the dog into letting out a quiet 'oh' as his head tilted back in pleasure.

"Bedroom?" Shaun asked huskily.

Oren nodded and said, "Want to race?"

Shaun nodded and while grabbing him, rolled off the couch. Shaun landed on top as the dog let out a shocked breath. Shaun got up and quickly ran for the stairs while Oren recovered, tossing his shirt off as he went. Oren, picking himself up off of the floor, did the same and followed quicker than expected. Shaun beat him to the room and ducked behind the open door, pulling it farther open as he hid. Oren ran into the room expecting to find Shaun on the bed but stopped at the foot of it when he noticed that Shaun wasn't there.

"Shaun?" he called out.

Shaun laughed and leaped out from behind the door as Oren turned around, tackling him to the bed. Shaun then moved up quickly and sat on his stomach as he recovered enough to look up at him. Shaun smiled wickedly down at the dog and started to tickle him as he screamed and laughed into the attack while trying to writhe his way out from under the man. At this, Shaun tucked his knees at his sides and held on for dear life, tickling the canine even more. When he stopped, Oren was gasping for air and Shaun couldn't help but giggle down at him.

"You cheated," he stated matter-of-factly.

"No, I surprised you, twice!" Shaun said, giggling down at his puppy. He tapped him on the nose and made him sneeze.

"Now I'm going to claim my reward," Shaun said, sticking a hand behind him and fondling Oren's sheath.

He watched Oren gasp in rapture as he teased him. Oren wiggled some more and Shaun used the opportunity to stick his hands down the canines trousers, first feeling the soft, darker pubic fur that created a trail from his belly button down to his sheath. Slowly, Shaun slipped his hand inside the shorts and then under his undergarment, intent on having a good rummage around in there. Shaun grabbed Oren's sheath and used it to stroke up and down his shaft all the while watching Oren clench his eyes and gasp out in pleasure. His shaft rapidly started to rise to Shaun's attention, slipping out of his sheath and smearing Shaun's arm and the inside of the shorts in the pre that had formed on their couch session.

Shaun smiled down at Oren, releasing his sheath and shaft just as his hips started to hump up into his hand. Oren whined and opened his eyes to look up at Shaun, pleading for more. So Shaun slid down and ground his bottom against the Akita's growing bulge, feeling the rapidly thickening shaft poking his rear through their clothes.

"You heard what Christine said, didn't you?" Shaun asked Oren, smiling as he tensed in pleasure.

"I... I ca...ca... *gasp* can't... infect ...*gasp* ... you," the dog said as Shaun continued grinding down.

"Exactly, so I intend to get what I've wanted all morning," the man replied.

Shaun got up, slid down Oren, and sat on his legs while laying his hands on his bulge, not doing anything and thus teasing Oren as he watched. Slowly, Shaun reached up and grabbed Oren's shorts, tugging them down to his ankles and leaving him in just a jock.

"You're taking a liking to this aren't ya?" Shaun said, snapping the waistband of the jock on his sheath. Oren gasped before nodding. Shaun didn't play with the jock this time though, electing to remove it and make access to Oren's privates a little easier. After Shaun pulled Oren's jock off, he looked back down at him in awe. Oren's shaft was only partially erect and already as long as Shaun's now rock hard length and the dog's bollocks spilled down low, so large and heavy that they were actually resting themselves on the bed.

Shaun lent down and dug his nose through the pubic fur above Oren's sheath, teasingly bumping against his shaft. Oren tensed again and tried humping his length along Shaun's face, eager for pleasure. Shaun pulled back, however, denying him any. This afternoon, Shaun intended to find both of their limits and teased him along. Shaun licked once up Oren's length, collecting pre as he went, but he didn't go back for more, instead leaning down to his balls and taking them into his mouth, one by one. Shaun kept at this for several minutes before he heard Oren start to whine. Even then, he continued a little longer until he heard Oren beg.

"Oh, Shaun! Quit teasing me, please!" he pleaded. Shaun looked up at him and smiled wickedly.

He wanted it so Shaun was going to give it to him. He quickly seized Oren's length and took it in his mouth as far as he could, rapidly stroking it as he flicked his tongue furiously at the tip. Oren howled out in pleasure, unprepared for this sudden attack on his senses after being teased along. His shaft was rapidly leaking pre, the spurts coming in increasingly shorter lengths of time. Shaun's goal was to get Oren to orgasm as fast as possible, that way the real action could take place. Shaun had plans for him.

Oren's hips became a blur as he instinctively started to thrust, that canine part deep in his brain taking over as he was overwhelmed with pleasure. Oren grabbed the back of Shaun's head and started to thrust faster, poking the back of Shaun's throat. Shaun could hear him growling low under his breath as he started to forcefully fuck his face. Suddenly, Shaun felt a change in the angle of his head and when Oren's shaft poked at his throat, he reflexively swallowed it, allowing it access where there had been none before. Shaun started to gag but fought it. Oren's thrusting stopped almost completely, gasping in shock as of his shaft sunk deeper and deeper into the tight confines of Shaun's throat. Somehow, Shaun had managed to take all 12 inches of Oren right into his throat. Pre was now going directly into his stomach as Oren's growing knot kissed his lips.

Having gained control of himself again, Oren pulled himself back, the tip of his member resting right at Shaun's throat just long enough for him grab a breath through his nose before the Akita plunged back in, moaning louder than before as his length again slid into place. It continued at this pace for a while, both of them moaning is pleasure as Oren's length plowed Shaun's throat. After minutes at this pace, Oren sped up trying to earn himself release. He began to thrust hard and fast again, making wet slorching noises as his shaft rose up and down within Shaun's throat. Every time Oren thrust, his knot would bump into Shaun's lips, asking for entrance but none could be found. Shaun's jaw already hurt from trying to fit Oren's overly large shaft into it, meaning there was no way his knot could fit without tearing a few ligaments.

_Oh god! He was such a tease! I've never had anyone tease me like this before. I was discovering that Shaun had a very bad habit of doing that, of bringing you the slightest hint of pleasure but withdrawing and leaving you to want more as he teased a reaction out of you. Now he was grinding his bottom longingly across the tent in my shorts, talking to me. He then tugged on the waistband of my new favorite underwear and snapped the waistband of said jock against my sheath, making me gasp as pleasure bolted to my head... both of them. He was moving a little quicker this time, pulling off the garment without much attention to it before leaning down and taking hold of my balls. More pleasure stung my mind as he teasingly refused to offer any that would get me on my way to release. I finally had to beg him to quite teasing me and instantly regretted it.

He grasped my shaft and quickly sunk it deep into his mouth, stroking it rapidly and flicking his tongue around it as fast as possible. I howled out as I was suddenly blinded with pleasure. I could feel my shaft throbbing faster and faster as Shaun tried to rip an orgasm out of me. My hips started to act on their own accord, thrusting rapidly into Shaun's mouth and gripping the back of his head tightly as something in me instinctively clicked on. I could feel my shaft slamming into the back of his throat, unable to go any further until suddenly his head changed angles and my shaft was gripped tightly by the confines of his tight throat as is spasmed along my length. I gasped loudly as my shaft sunk further and further into this tight tunnel as my entire length suddenly found admittance into Shaun, my whole shaft disappearing as I felt my knot bump against his lips. I shuddered before pulling back to where my shaft had started its descent and heard Shaun catch his breath._

Things continued like that until instinct took over yet again, my shaft now hammering down his throat as I sought an orgasm at my own pace. I could feel it rapidly approaching and started to push up and into Shaun's throat with increasingly more force, pushing his head down to meet my thrusts too. My mind was blinded as I searched for release, the need burning deep in my loins. I could feel a heat in my balls as they started to draw up, no longer resting on the bed as they smacked at Shaun's chin, his morning stubble tickling them. I was getting so close so fast, and instantly found release as Shaun's previously unoccupied hands found and squeezed down on my knot, giving it a good tug.

Jerking upward in shock, my back arched up off of the bed as I howled in pleasure. I started to fire seed down Shaun's throat, shot after shot went straight into his stomach as I gave him my all. Shaun suddenly pulled off my shaft, gasping for air as I fell to the bed, seed shooting all across his face as he tried to breath. He then sunk himself back down on my shaft and coaxed more of seed from me, hammering my length with his tongue. I surpassed the amount I gave earlier by about 4 shots bringing it to about 18, and fell back to the bed. I found myself gasping for air as my orgasm slowly faded, the flow from my shaft slowing to a trickle as well.

I felt Shaun shift on the bed and opened my eyes to look down my body at him. He was shuffling up and was now sitting above me, his rear perched above my still swollen and sensitive shaft as he started to undo his pants.

I asked him what he was doing and he said he was 'claiming the real prize', dropping his pants around his knees while reaching back. His jock strap was still on, his arousal tenting it to the point of nearly ripping a hole right through it. I could see a fire in his eyes that I hadn't seen before, a passion that I both felt and matched. I felt him grip my shaft, spreading around the cum and saliva that he left there as he prepared to sink down. He brought that hand forward and smeared it across my nose, suddenly filling my nose with both pheromones and musk. My slightly softened shaft was instantly as hard as the granite counter top I was fucked on this morning and I couldn't help myself as I grabbed Shaun's hand and yanked it down to my muzzle, where I bathed it in saliva, cleaning it while enjoying the taste of my own seed. Once I was done with this, I grabbed Shaun as he teasingly sat against my shaft, smearing cum and saliva along his pucker, and rolled him over, pinning him to the bed.

"My turn to do the teasing," I growled as he looked up in shock. I went for his neck, licking and sucking along it as he lifted his head and exposed more of his neck to me in submission. Pleased by this, I shuffled down and started to lick along his balls through his jock strap, bouncing them on my tongue and gluing down the jock to them with saliva as he moaned out for more. I licked my way down to that spot right under his balls where the strap ended and stuck my nose there. Inhaling deeply and taking in his strong musky scent, my tongue flicked out, tasting his musk in the sweat that had accumulated there. Flicking my tongue out more, I licked my way lower down to his puckered entrance, smelling and tasting my own cum even though I had yet to fuck him.

I started lapping at his entrance, teasing him as he moaned. I was putting out as much saliva as I could, trying to lubricate his entrance well for what was about to come. Eventually, my tongue was able to sink its way into him and it wiggled its way into Shaun's rear. He let out a sharp pleading moan and I smiled. He was desperate now, scooting his rear down to meet my tongue as I lubed him up and stretched him out. When I drew back, he whimpered like a bitch in heat and that made me horny as hell.

I shuffled quickly back up to him and placed my shaft at his entrance, poking and prodding teasingly as he had done to me and I waited for him to beg.

Oren's seed tasted wonderful, something akin to cinnamon mixed with musk. Shaun crawled his way up Oren's body, an incredible warmth in his stomach from Oren's seed as Shaun dropped his pants and sat teasingly above his shaft. Shaun reached back and took hold of the length as he spread around the left over seed and saliva. When he was finished, he smeared Oren's own cum across his nose, continuing his game of teasing him.

This time though, he surprised Shaun. His arm shot out and took Shaun's hand, bringing it quickly to his mouth as he licked up all of his seed, eating it hungrily. Shaun smiled at this and slowly lent back, letting his shaft poke Shaun's rear as he cleaned Shaun's hand, but he shocked Shaun again when he grabbed Shaun's sides and quickly rolled them over with him landing on top.

"My turn to do the teasing," he growled, getting aggressive. Shaun liked that.

He went for Shaun's neck, licking and sucking along it. Shaun figured he intended for him to act the same as he had this morning so Shaun tilted his head back and exposed more of his neck to him in submission. He quickly moved down after that and started to lick at Shaun's balls through his jock strap, bouncing them and making him moan in pleasure. He then thrust his nose in under them and started to inhale deeply and lick rapidly there, making Shaun's back arch as he gasped. He worked his way quickly to Shaun's entrance where he waited little time in coating it in saliva. Shaun was shocked when his tongue wormed its way inside him and wiggled around. It felt glorious and he envied Oren to possessing such a limb. Shaun couldn't help but let out a small whimper as he pulled away, leaving Shaun sufficiently stretched and wet down there. He shuffled quickly back up to Shaun, hunching over him and pulling his legs up onto his shoulders as he sat there, his hard shaft poking Shaun in the rear.

He waited like that, teasingly motioning to thrust, only to pull back before he could actually slip in. Shaun knew his intentions, he wanted Shaun to beg but he refused to do so. He kept poking and prodding until finally Shaun just snapped and started pleading with him. Midway through those pleads, he ended them with a swift but short thrust that brought about 3 inches of shaft into Shaun's entrance that hadn't been there a second before. Shaun yelled in both pain and pleasure as it slid deeper into him, slowly feeding itself into his entrance.

It was tough going for both of us as his shaft was the widest thing Shaun had ever experienced and Oren had to make room for it as he went along. Shaun could feel every vein, every small throb and twitch in that length as Oren towered over him, growling as he forced himself inside Shaun at an ungodly slow pace. He was teasing Shaun and saving him at the same time, trying not to rip him open. He made it half way after about 5 minutes and they both took a break. Shaun felt fuller than he had ever felt in his life and it was only going to continue to grow. His length was steadily growing wider as he pushed more into Shaun and there was much more to go. He on there other hand was having an even harder time not burying himself to the hilt and thrusting rapidly as his instincts were telling him.

When their eyes met, Orwn grabbed Shaun's hands and kissed him, pulling them above his head and holding them there as he had done earlier, trying to show he could be just as dominate. Shaun appreciated the show, making a note to himself to tell Oren later that they were equals in their relationship, no matter what the position entailed in matters of love and sex. In the kiss, he started to push more, going a little faster this time as the cum and saliva mixed now with the pre his shaft was pouring into Shaun backside. There was so much spurting out, that Shaun thought Oren was coming, but he showed no signs of that. Eventually, he grunted and thrust the last 4 inches of himself into Shaun in one shove, making him gasp in pleasure.

He broke the kiss as his knot bumped against Shaun's entrance and smiled down upon him. His knot was so huge that they could both tell that there wouldn't any tying tonight, as much as they both wanted to. Slowly, his hips started to grind into Shaun, moving in and out in short movements as he readied Shaun for the fucking that was to come. He then pulled out midway and thrust himself back in, making Shaun moan louder. Oren smiled, still pinning Shaun's arms back as he did it again, watching Shaun's cock jump and Shaun's balls bounce off of his knot. He picked up his pace and started to thrust faster, using more of his length now too. Shaun's moans started to stretch themselves together as he rode on Oren's shaft.

Oren kissed Shaun again, a battle of tongues ensuing as Oren continued to speed up, jack hammering his full length inside of Shaun. Shaun was nearly screaming in pleasure at this point, the only thing keeping him quiet being the kiss that Oren was holding him in. Oren's hips a blur, Shaun could feel his orgasm building quickly without having laid a hand upon him, the jock he had on now nearly translucent from the pre he had soaked it with. Shaun's shaft was pulsing furiously in its pouch as Oren fucked Shaun's brains out as he had wanted earlier this morning.

Oren's hackles started to rise as he growled into the kiss, his balls now drawing themselves up along Shaun's rear as he neared orgasm. Oren's thrusts became short and violent, his shaft smacking constantly against Shaun's prostate. Shaun was suddenly overtaken with an orgasm as his prostate surrendered to the constant battering and provided him with sweet release. Shaun moaned loudly under Oren as his shaft shot its load into his jock strap, seed actually being released with such force that it pushed its way through.

Oren followed shortly behind Shaun as his entrance clamped and spasmed around Oren's length.

It felt good to be on top for once, to assert my will over someone as I ravaged their body for our mutual pleasure. Shaun cried out below me, moaning for more as my thrusts lengthened, movement eased by the pre my shaft was steadily pumping out. Faster and faster my thrust became, until I was jack hammering inside of Shaun. I couldn't help myself, instinct taking over as he moaned out louder and louder. Finally I could feel my own orgasm rapidly approaching, growling down into the kiss when all of a sudden, Shaun shuddered and moaned out as orgasm over took him. I gasped as, suddenly, his entrance became even tighter around my girth and is rippled and pulsed along my length as if milking it.

I lurched forward as I too was over taken with orgasm, and hilted Shaun hard. My knot collided with his entrance, begging to be let in but it didn't happen yet, my length pulsed rapidly and hard as it jerked in Shaun, filling him with more seed than I'd ever spilled before, reaching a towering 22 shots of thick and heavy loads as I painted his tunnel with ounces of the stuff .The pleasure was so intense that it nearly burned my mind, howling out in the glorious triumph of release. I crumpled down on top of Shaun as we basked in pleasure. We laid there gasping for several wonderful, and glowing minutes before I picked myself back up and started to lick his face, inadvertently cleaning it of my dried cum as I thanked him for allowing me such an experience. His reaction was to pull me into a deep kiss.

Eventually, as all good things come to an end, our afterglows subsided and my length slipped back into its sheath. I crawled down and lapped at Shaun's entrance, cleaning some of the cum from it, both inside and out, as his back arched. He was firing a few more shots himself as my tongue bounced into certain pleasure spots, still sensitive after our mating. I left a good portion of seed in Shaun's rear, leaving it as a mark that he was my mate and I pulled back, having kept the seed I lapped up in my mouth. Leaning up, I began to lick the seed that he had spilled in his jock strap too, holding that in my mouth also.

Crawling back up his body and sitting on his stomach, I looked down smiling at him. He looked back up and could tell I was up to something, but silently agreed that it was okay as I pulled his mouth to mine. His mouth opened automatically to accept my tongue just as I expected and I pushed our combined seed into his mouth, sharing it with him as we made out. We both swallowed when I broke the kiss and cuddled together, falling a sleep in each others arms for the second time that day.

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When Shaun awoke, it was to Oren screaming in agony and writhing on bed. Shaun couldn't see him though and turned to flick on his bedside lamp as it had grown dark outside. Shaun's heart grew cold with dread recognizing it was night now. Looking down to Oren, Shaun found that he was twisting across the bed his face filled with panic. Oren looked at Shaun in time for him to see his eyes turn black as a series of sharp cracks filled the air. Oren was shifting, but into what Shaun didn't know.

Shaun quickly reached for Oren, but he jerked away shouting 'no,' turning away. Oren didn't want anyone to touch him. There were a few more cracks followed by a wail of pain as he thrashed on the bed. Shaun reached out quickly, pulling Oren to his chest while pinning his arms to his sides. This made Oren freeze for a second before he started wildly thrashing again, pausing as a loud crack sounded through the air. Shaun felt a rib snap and sink in.

"Oren, you have to fight it. Christine said that was the only way to control it," Shaun said, still holding on as he growled and lurched in pain.

"Get off of me!" Oren screamed, trying to get away.

"Oren, fight it, you have to. Do it for me, if nothing else," Shaun whispered into his ear. "Do it because I love you."

Oren froze and stopped for a moment until he screamed in agony again, more ribs reshaping themselves as he grew taller, thinner and more feral.

"I... can't, it's too strong. Shaun, you need to leave, I might *gasp* might hurt you," he said through barred fangs. They weren't that long a second ago.

"Oren, I believe in you. Fight this, I know you can. I'll fight it with you. Oren, please" Shaun said, begging him and crying.

"Shaun... I ...*gasp*... le... lea," Oren tried to say.

"Please... don't ask me to leave you. I need you just as much as you need me."

Oren whined as tears came from his black eyes, more sickening cracks as his ribs starting to return to normal momentarily before snapping back to their smaller size and taking more with them.

"Shaun... help me!" Oren gasped.

Shaun clung to Oren and started to hum and cry loudly. He then let out the words that were carrying him though this. Long and slow words melted from him, singing gently into Oren's ear.

_I will be the answer

At the end of the line

I will be there for you

While you take the time_

*gasp* "... keep... keep singing... it's... helping," Oren said, gasping in pain in between each pause as his shifting slowed.

Shaun continued so sing, tears pouring down his face and onto Oren's head.

_In the burning of uncertainty

I will be your solid ground

I will hold the balance

If you can't look down_

Shaun stopped to hum a little, watching as Oren grimaced and growled, sweat pouring off of his brow as the first rib set itself back into its proper place with a crack.

_If it takes my whole life

I won't break, I won't bend

It will all be worth it

Worth it in the end_

Oren himself was now openly sobbing as more ribs set themselves back too, other bones popping to where they belong along with them.

_Cause I can only tell you what I know

That I need you in my life

When the stars have all gone out

You'll still be burning so bright_

Oren's change stopped as his body returned to normal, having won this battle. His eyes opened and he looked at Shaun as they both still sobbed, both eyes were still completely black.

_Cast me gently

Into morning

For the night has been unkind_

When Shaun looked down again, Oren's eyes were back to their beautiful hazel coloring. They hugged each other and kissed, weeping into each other embrace.

"You did it, you fought it off," Shaun whispered to Oren.

"Thanks to you, but I can't go any farther back... I'm stuck this way. I'm sorry Shaun," Oren whispered back, wiping away tears that refused to stop.

"Sorry, sorry for what? For making me happy? For giving me someone to love? Oren, I don't care if you're stuck this way, I love you know matter what you look like. Will things be easy? No, but life never is. We'll survive it though, just like tonight... we'll take things one battle of a time and I will fight everyday to stay by your side."

"Shaun..." Oren whispered, looking deep into his loves eyes.

"I love you Oren," said Shaun, kissing him. "And nothing will ever change that."

"I love you too," Oren said, weeping into another kiss.

Eventually they both stopped crying, Oren laying across Shaun's chest as they relaxed.

"Shaun?" Oren asked softly.

"Yes?" Shaun asked, stroking his ear.

"Can you finish that song? I want to hear you sing again," Oren said, looking up at Shaun.

"Anything for you, my love. Anything..." Shaun said. Clearing his throat, Shaun began where he left off.

_Take me to a

Place so holy

That I can wash this from my mind

The memory of choosing not to fight

If it takes my whole life

I won't break, I won't bend

It will all be worth it

Worth it in the end

'Cause I can only tell you what I know

That I need you in my life

When the stars have all burned out

You'll still be burning so bright

Cast me gently

Into morning

For the night has been unkind_

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Oren was sleeping peacefully on his stomach when Shaun finished singing, winning his battle but exhausting himself in fighting it. Shaun looked down, noting that even though Oren had not changed back into a human as Oren was hoping, he didn't care. Instead, he snuggled in behind his mate, clutching the fur of Oren's chest and resting his head in the soft crook of Oren's neck. Shaun just held Oren, repeatedly whispering in his ear.

"I will never leave you.... I will never leave you... I will never leave you," he said, fighting to stay awake. Alas, sleep did find him and it crept up behind him with a brick.... and I smiled down upon them, knowing I did right to bring these too together.

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Who is this mysterious narrator that appears in the end, what went wrong with Oren's transformation, did you notice how his eyes went black instead of red, and what will happen next? Find out next time... I mean in the next chapter of... 'Those Forgotten.'

Again, you can listen to the song [here](%5C).