The Wolf and the Lamb
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Thread Topic: The Wolf and the Lamb
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The laughing face the alpha had earlier disappeared as Basil pulled away from him. It quickly filled with anger- anger that was directed only at the lamb. "How dare you compare me to that awful creature. I saved you. I spent my money to get you stupid painkillers. I have done my best to care for your stupid wounds. If anyone will be regretting anything, it will be you." Cyrus snarled like an angry wolf, trying to declare dominance with noises rather than words. He owned the lamb, practically. He had chosen to be kind, but the lamb did not seem to care. He almost wanted to rip into him and feast on him- the journey would continue on without the lamb slowing them down. But the pain of being alone won the alpha over. He wouldn't kill the only person who had smiled at him like that, even if he hated him now that he was sealing his precious virginity. "I know what my pack desires. I feed them. I house them. They would not leave me just because I torment a so called lamb prince. You're better off giving in to me.." Though Cyrus tried to act big, he heard his voice wavering, and his thrusts were weak- his emotional state was breaking. He tried to hide it with another snarl.
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"The pain killers you refuse to let me take. They won't leave because of what you do to me.. But they will leave when they see how much of a sick monster you really are." Basil found it easier to speak now that Cyrus seemed to be slowing down with his movements. It still burned like hell, and he was certain walking tomorrow would be excruciatingly painful or even impossible. But he did what he could to keep it from getting worse, and it was clear what he said was getting to the wolf. He knew Cyrus wasn't like the man before, not completely, but that's all he saw at the moment. "You and that man would be great friends.. I wouldn't be surprised if you--ngh! If you paid him to take my tail so you could play hero. So you could gain my trust and then betray me. Or use me. Figures... That's all wolves know how to do; Use and abuse. You couldn't care less about anyone but yourselves.. Every single one of you is selfish." Basil took a deep breath, hiding his face in the pillow as he finished speaking. He had nothing more to say to the other, so he waited for Cyrus to finish with his body. Anymore struggling would cause him more pain in the morning.
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"Oh, I'll let you take them. But not now. Not while I want you to feel pain. You won't scream if you don't feel pain," the alpha paused to lick his lips, tapping his fingers against the other's hips. "If they thought I was a monster, they would have already left. I'm just higher up on the food chain, bringing my pack to their hunting grounds. That's not being a monster. It's life." Cyrus had to reassure himself that everything would be okay- his pack was his pack. Basil was trying to sway him from his focus. Inhaling, he exhaled and closed his eyes. Calming down would have to be his first step to successfully f---ing the other male. Opening his eyes, he tried to speak. But the rest of his words hit him hard. Taken aback, the wolf stared down at the lamb, his eyes wavering. He hadn't thought of himself to be so low like that man, yet it almost amde sense. "...You're right. But I like being the way I am, little lamb." Without any more, Cyrus started to regain his previous pace, his nails digging into his skin again. He could feel the other's tight hole closing around him as he thrust in and out.
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The lamb grit his teeth and let out a low groan when Cyrus began to move again, quickly causing more upset and pain-filled sounds from him. He didn't have the strength left to speak to the other, so he bite his tongue with a whine. Though his intentions weren't to bite it clean off like before, just a means to silence himself. He was glad that he'd gotten the wolf to slow, if only for a short while, because it gave his body a bit of time to adjust. Having the wolf move inside him still stung more than anything, but Basil could feel his body gradually begin to numb. It was almost relaxing, but still his arms still moved, his fingers twitching and curling. He closed his eyes, starting to drift off, but was jolted awake by the claws in his hips, a hoarse scream slipping past his lips.
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The wolf stroked the other's hips with his thumbs, mocking him with soothing gestures. He smiled faintly as he regained his emotional strength, pleased that the lamb had shut up. Basil knew his weakness. Yet, he didn't seem to be strong enough to keep on poking at the alpha. It was a reassurance to him. Cyrus knew that he'd need to speed up the process- though he didn't want to believe it, he knew someone could have heard the lamb. Mainly, the wolf thought about Molly. She had promised to protect Basil, and he didn't want to deal with her in the middle of sex. He shifted his weight to one side, starting to speed up his thrusting. A grin took over his face and he couldn't help but laugh as the smaller released a scream. It sounded like a dying animal's cry.
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He tensed at the rubbing of his hips, squirming a bit and biting his lip. "S-Stop it.." He whined as he felt his hip bones were a sensitive area. In a non-sexual situation, he'd say they were ticklish, but as of right now, the feeling of Cyrus's thumbs made him shiver and flinch when the 'right' amount of pressure was added. He wished he could insult the wolf, break him down from the inside, but his throat hurt and his voice was practically gone. All Basil had to do was endure, though he was unsure of how much more of of that he could do. His stomach was beginning to hurt, to the point of wanting to vomit. As soon as the wolf started to move faster, the lamb sobbed, letting more of the distressed sheep sounds slip out with his tears. "Baah...Baaaaah.."
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Cyrus, upon hearing that, had no intention of stopping. He wasn't sure if the lamb appreciated the motion or not, but it looked like it was a mixture of both feelings. However, he felt the blood rushing to his manhood. He was going to have an erection soon. Sighing, the wolf lessened his grip on the other's hips. His breathing had begun to become ridged, and he was sure that once he released his semen into the smaller, he might start panting. He wasn't even sure if he had the strength to s--- to a new position- this was actually his first time, too, and he had held out as long as he could just to watch the other squirm. He hummed as the lamb baah'ed, closing his eyes and smiling. "Ahh.. I'm going to come soon, little lamb. Prepare yourself~"
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"Why.." Basil whimpered as he peeked back at the wolf with tear-filled eyes. "Please, stop...just once.." He tried to move his legs, but they felt heavy, as if something were weighing them down. He knew there wasn't anything there though and that his muscles were just tired from the excessive abuse. The lamb could tell by Cyrus's breathing that he was getting tired as well, and, even though he verbalized it to make it more obvious, the wolf was nearing his climax. Basil made a weak protest to having the other inside him when he came, making more sheepish noise to alert anyone who may have been near. But he knew there wasn't much anyone could do unless they could break the door, or even pick its lock. He was truly helpless, and once everything was over, he was sure no amount of baths would ever make him feel clean again.
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Cyrus didn't stop, even though the lamb's tears made his stomach tumble. He felt his caring side breaking to light- what he was doing was hard on the little lamb. It hurt him. But he wanted to finish what he had started. A few more thrusts marked the end of the torment. The wolf let out a howl as he released into the smaller boy, curling his fingers with his climax. He waited a few moments before he pulled out, laughing with tears of joy stinging his eyes as he saw blood and come oozing out of Basil's ass. He leaned back into the bed, shaking in his tiredness. "Oh, boy, you were great," he seemed to gasp for air as he laughed some more. "I could have f---ed you more, if I had the strength to hold in my seed.. But alas, it was honestly starting to hurt. How does it feel, being filled up?" The alpha sat up to prod the other's cheek, grinning.
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Basil whimpered and bah'd until the other finished, his body shaking from the feeling of the other's come. It was hot and sticky, he hated the way it felt in his stomach. Though nothing was worse than when Cyrus finally pulled out. The lamb panted softly once he was able to relax, feeling his hole twitch as fluid leaked from him. Even with his arms still restrained, Basil lowered himself, slowly turning on his side to face away from the wolf. He almost wanted to curl into himself, but it hurt his lower back to try doing so. More tears filled his eyes as he shook off Cyrus's touch. "It's disgusting.. Like you. Don't touch me. Don't talk to me. Just leave me alone. You've done enough damage already.."
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Cyrus rubbed his own leg, his tail wagging. He was dirty, but it didn't matter. He was comfortable on the bed. He glanced over at the bed sheets, laughing at the sight of blood and come. The wolf would have to go to the front desk and ask for a change of sheets. Inhaling deeply, he sighed happily, staring at the wall. "Mm, I'll touch you whenever I want to. You belong to me. You are my little lamb." He wiped his finger on his own chest, as if rubbing off his germs. "Don't worry, though. I'll be gentle next time, since you were such a good boy this time. Perhaps--"
"BASIL!" a familiar little voice screamed through the door. It was Molly, banging on the door. "CRYUS, OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW OR I'LL GET MY MOMMA AND POPPA ON YOU!" -
"Shut up. Your voice is annoying.." Basil grumbled at the alpha, tugging at the restraints on his arms. "Untie this so I can actually move." Though he figured the wolf would still refuse, for whatever reason, to keep him that way. Though he worried that he would lose his arms if the circulation were cut off any longer. The lamb squirmed a bit, pain shooting through his body as he tried to cover his groin with his legs. "Tch. There won't be a net time.. I belong to no one, especially you." Basil perked up at the pounding on the door, the familiar voice on the other side. His heart sank into his stomach as he was both overjoyed and ashamed of Molly's arrival. He'd wanted help, sure, but he didn't want her to see him like this.
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Cyrus glanced over at the door, weighing his options. He could either release the lamb, or he could humiliate him by letting Molly in. Deciding on the latter, the alpha stood and slipped on a pair of underwear and pants. Grinning back to Basil, he unlocked the door, pausing with his hand on the handle. "You can get your little friend to help you, can't you?" With that, he opened the door to allow the pup inside of the room.
Molly went running into the room as soon as the door was open, screaming loudly with her fist in the air. Windly, she looked around for Cyrus, her eyes blazing. "I heard screaming, you jerk! Come get a taste of my fists-- ...Basil?" Her sight had wondered off to Basil, and her little eyes were wide with horror. -
Basil looked at him in confusion before realizing the other intended to let the pup see him. Too far, definitely too far. The lamb bit his lower lip, his eyes closed tight as he silently cried. He'd managed to cover himself by placing one leg over the other, and he was thankful for the darkness though he knew an advanced nose like her could probably smell his blood. He couldn't bring himself to look at her when she said his name. "Molly... Can you..Can you get your mother for me..? Please. I-I need her help with something." His voice croaked as he asked the pup for help.
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Molly started to take a step towards Basil, her legs trembling. She didn't have good eyesight like her parents or the older wolves, but her little nose was trained. She could smell blood, though she couldn't tell where it was coming from. Upon hearing his voice- so weak, and feeble- she stumbled back towards the door. "My mother.. S-She's sleeping, Basil.. I just wanted him to let me in.."
Cyrus sneered, glancing down at her. "We shouldn't wake her up. She must have a hard time, taking care of you every day. Let her rest." He reached out his hand to pat her head, winking down at her. "Let Basil rest up too." Molly shoved his hand away, running out of the room. She knew she needed to get her mother, and fast.
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