"Call it What You Need"
Thursday evening, an empty house. Nico laid on his sofa in dusty atmosphere of his family's single-wide trailer in pajama pants and a loose black t-shirt, scrolling through his phone. Bills were due, and after getting let go from his job, Nico had been...
"Polecat", chapter 6
On the sixth morning, it was Nico who arose first, seemingly ready. He'd slept like a rock, between getting his rocks off and a nice shot before bed, and he'd already gone to the raider for his hunting clothes by the time Tros stirred and realized Nico...
"Polecat", chapter 5
The fifth day was, luckily, sunny. The downside was that the rain had also been followed by a rather intense heat wave, and the two would both find themselves sweaty upon waking, the tent smelling more like foxes than it had the rest of the week. Tros...
"Polecat", chapter 4
Nico would wake early in the morning, this time before Tros, who was still snoring next to him. What had awoken the fox was the sound of a rather torrential rain pattering the plastic of their tent, just as Tros had anticipated. There was light coming...
"Polecat", chapter 3
The next morning, Nico would not find himself waking alone. Rather, it was still dark out when his grandfather's hands were on his chest, whispering "rise and shine, polecat, we're gonna try our hand at hunting." The young fox squinted and opened...
"Polecat", chapter 2
The morning confines of a sleeping bag offered a warm shelter from what was otherwise a slightly brisk summer morning, warm but secluded by the forest enough that there was a slight chill in the air. Even inside the tent, the air felt dewy,...
"Polecat", chapter 1
A black 1989 Dodge raider sat idling outside the Sionnach household as last minute preparations were being bagged and decisions were being made. A single wide trailer amongst many other single wide trailers in the Mount Pleasant Trailer Park, it was...
"The Wild King", chapter 12
We had sex like everything was normal, like he didn't reek of blood and carcass. King was stoic, as he always was, and I found myself losing my mind's thoughts to the sensations his body provided me, for the time being. He was escape, that's all sex...
"The Wild King", chapter 11
He always seemed just out of reach, his glowing antlers guiding my way through trees, over rocks, amidst brush and thorn and vine. I would extend my arm to touch him and couldn't find him close enough to feel. He didn't get too far away, though, and it...
"POZ"
No one goes to the back alleys of Laroux City with good intentions. The main streets are already debaucherous enough, with any your seven deadly sins easily satiable on any street corner as long as you have the currency to claim them. The city is...
"Thirsty"
I had slept over before, but I never was the last one to fall asleep. I always nodded off fairly early, normally after having a few of the beers his dad would buy for us. One night, though, things went a little differently. My friend's a wolf, but...
"The Wild King", chapter 10
"Maybe we could go into town in the next few days, together. I could order us some food, we could go sit out in the fields and have a picnic together." I said over the sound of bones crunching. I was sitting on the porch, King was in the yard. Ever...