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WARNING: I mentioned this when I published the first chapter, but I'll say it again; this story is about to earn its M rating. This chapter contains some special Bunny personal "alone time". I don't know any other nice way to put it. Ye be warned!
Chapter 9:
North smiles at Bunny as he approaches him and Truth. They had been happy to see that more lights were burning brightly, and showed no signs of going out. North watches Bunny out of the corner of his eye before chuckling.
"A perfect match." He says quietly, and Aster's ear twitches as he catches the older man's words.
"What?" He asks, but only receives a shrug in response and Truth grins silently, her wings ruffling. The three of them sat in silence for a few minutes before they hear footsteps coming into the room. Truth smiles as she sees that Fever is back to her old self, and puts a hand on her shoulder.
"You feeling better?"
"Much." At her answer Fever sees Aster smirk from his spot against the wall, and wants to say something to let him know that she didn't mean because of him. But that would only bring more attention to them, and there was no way she wanted everyone to know what had transpired upon her awakening. "But I think something has happened. Something that gives us an edge."
"What do you mean?" North asks.
"When I was almost consumed by the leeches, I don't think Luke expected me to survive." Val flinches at that, knowing what it would probably mean for him as well. "I felt his influence corrupting me, but it went away after Val's arrow hit me. Truth's cleansing took away any chance of me dying or turning against you, but…" She takes a deep breath and prepares herself for what she is going to say. "… his shadows are still lingering." Truth's brow furrows in confusion and North motions for her to go on. "Before, I couldn't detect his heartbeat because he didn't have a heart. But after what just happened, I feel like his presence is stronger to me somehow. I think I can track him." Aster perks up at this, not because he was excited now that they knew how to find him, but because he knew that it meant Fever would put herself in harm's way more easily now. He hated seeing her nearly dead in Val's arms, and he never wanted to see her that way again.
"Hang on a minute. You aren't thinking what I think you're thinking, are ya?" He asks.
"I don't think so." She chirps sweetly with a mocking smile. He glares back at her and blushes underneath his fur as he realizes how silly he sounds, and moves closer to the twins.
"You want to go after Luke alone."
"Of course not. Because you'd be right on my ass, wouldn't you?" She asks sarcastically, crossing her arms over her chest. His eyes dart down to her breasts and then settle back on her eyes, and he sees that she is regretting her words now. He smirks at the sexual innuendo and she turns her glare onto North. "It makes sense. I can track him and kill him with Truth's help."
"No." Aster says shortly and the others watch with wide eyes as they continue to bicker. They didn't seem to realize how close they were and that the tension between them was clearly visible. "You do that and you'll just end up back in a hospital bed."
"Despite what you think of me, I can take care of myself. Or do you need a reminder?" Her fingers graze the dagger at her thigh and his eyes follow the movement, but he just laughs.
"Give it your best shot, baby doll." Her eyes narrow even further at the nickname and she pulls it out of her holster, spinning it in her fingers.
"Gladly. Which would you rather lose? Your eye or your ear?"
"Ooookay!" Val breaks them up by grabbing Fever's hood and pulling her away from Aster before she could pick either option. His other hand takes the dagger from her and keeps it out of her reach as she struggles to make him let go. "That's enough out of you!" He scolds her and lets go of her hood but maintains a hold on her arm, silencing her with the look he had perfected within their first decade together.
"He started it." She grumbles, ignoring Aster's smirk.
"Well be careful before you end up finishing it." Val says, and her cheeks burn as she catches the sexual innuendo. He leans forward to whisper to her. "You want him to stop driving you crazy? Then stop reacting. He loves riling you up." Her eyes widen and he smiles, knowing that she wasn't expecting that. He then leans back and speaks in a normal volume. "Besides, you keep using language like that and we'll be kicked out. They were created for children, remember?" Fever lets out a small laugh, and North and Aster try not to look so offended. Truth shakes her head and gives a sly glance at Bunny, feeling the truth pouring off of him. Something has happened between them, she thinks to herself, and makes a note to ask Fever about it later. North clears his throat uncomfortably and brings everyone's attention back to him.
"Fever, I don't think it is a good idea for you to go after Luke alone." He says, and she frowns. "He knows that he is outmatched with all of us going after him. It would be foolish for any of us to risk a confrontation on our own." Val nudges her with his shoulder but she continues to glare at the floor. "Anyway, I don't feel that any of us should go after him right now. Sandy, Tooth, and Jack are out working tonight and they've had no problems. The lights are bright and we have Truth to keep an eye out for Luke wreaking havoc. I think we should take this time to recharge. Just go home for a while."
"Thank you, North." Truth says, and Val nods.
"Yes. I think that's a good idea." He looks down at Fever, who is still pouting, and pokes her cheek, making her glare at him. "Come on, sis, let's go home."
"Fine." She mumbles, and moves to grab his hand, but her eyes accidentally go to Aster, and the last thing she sees is his intense gaze on her before they teleport away. Truth sighs and turns to North with a smile before flying out through the skylight. North then stretches and yawns before turning to Bunny, who is still standing there lost in thought.
"Well, time to hit the hay, eh Bunny?" North gives him a salute with a wink and exits the globe room, and Aster just shakes his head before opening a tunnel to the Warren.
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When he is once again surrounded by the green grassy hills and rivers, he feels a calm blanket him and takes a moment to enjoy the familiarity of his home. The butterflies flutter around him and his eggs toddle around happily. He wanted nothing more than to fall onto one of the soft grassy patches and sleep for an entire day until the exhaustion was gone.
However, he couldn't seem to get Fever out of his mind. As he makes his way to his burrow all he can see is her face, the way her eyes light up when she's angry. It was her passion that he admired most about her, and he could see now that it was clearly her center. She was passionate about so many things; her pride, her best friends' safety, her job as a Spirit, and keeping all of humanity safe, even if it meant harming herself in the process. He only wondered just how far that passion went. It was obviously her center; she wasn't the Spirit of Lust for nothing.
He had been thankful that Truth had tried to help him until he realized that her water didn't do nearly enough. It had brought him back to sense; allowed him to think straight again. But it obviously hadn't taken all of his feelings for Fever away. He wasn't sure if that was good or bad. It meant that he wasn't being artificially influenced, which was comforting. It meant that he wasn't being played. But the fact that he was still so attracted to her was surprising and made him worry about what else he could feel for her in time.
As Aster finally makes it to his burrow, he crawls inside of the small tunnel before it opens up into his resting quarters. He hops onto the soft bed of grass and curls up, but finding sleep proved to be harder than he expected. Every time he closed his eyes Fever's heated eyes would make an appearance, and then her lips. When her breasts and legs emerge, encased in red and black leather, he finally groans and moves to lie on his back, staring at the grass ceiling above him.
He feels a familiar heat coiling deep in his abdomen and closes his eyes, giving in. He thinks about when he saw Fever for the first time, looking so different from the Guardians in her red lace up trench coat and thigh high boots. He had made the joke about her being the Spirit of Halloween mainly to keep himself from reacting to the sensual picture she made. He hums to himself as he remembers how she had threatened him just before she left with her brother. Oh, how he had just wanted to grab her and shut her up by whatever means necessary. While he enjoyed angering her, he was certain that he would enjoy making her quiet just as much.
Aster feels his hardening length moving out of its sheath and begging for attention. He slowly brings a paw down his chest and stomach before stroking his erection softly, moaning. No, she would squeeze me harder. His grip tightens and his eyes shut tightly as he savors the feeling. Fever would stroke him perfectly, bringing all of him to attention before she smiled at him with those big doe eyes. Then she would dip down and take him into her mouth, sucking his tip and swirling her tongue around him as she stroked the rest of him. Aster twists his paw at the base and uses the soft pads on his other paw to massage the head, groaning. Not enough.
He imagines grabbing a fistful of those silky strawberry blonde curls and pushing her further down onto him, hearing her gag as he filled her mouth and touched the back of her throat. She wouldn't mind though, she would just continue to suck on him while he watched her cheeks hollow out. He imagined what he would say to her, and it suddenly seems so real that he can smell her, the perfect mixture of jasmine and vanilla. And he can feel the soft skin of her breasts against his thighs as she continues to please him.
"Look at me." He whispers roughly, and she does, her eyes so full of desire for him that he gasps and his hips thrust forward, making her let out a muffled sound that drives him crazy. He begins to use the paw in her hair as a guide, moving her up and down while thrusting his hips up to meet her. And then just as he would be ready to cum, he would make her stop and pull her lips off of him, watching her pant and gaze at him. And she would beg…
"Please, Aster… please…" No, that wasn't right. She didn't seem the type to beg. "Aster… fuck me!" That's more like it. Aster groans and quickens his pace as he imagines her riding him, her back arching as he stretches her so much that she would cry out every time he filled her. His paws grip her hips and pull her down harder on him, and she continues to moan and scream. She would be loud. He would enjoy making her cum from his cock alone, no other stimulation. And he would make her watch him. He thinks back to that night on the roof when she was determined to ignore him, and he growls through the pleasure his mind and actions are conjuring.
"Look at me, baby doll. Look at me." His breath is ragged now that he's so close, and he gasps as his testicles tighten with impending release. "Shit!" She continues to moan and leans forward to look into his eyes just as he told her to, her swollen lips parting as her walls tighten around him. "Cum for me, sheila." Her eyes finally shut, unable to stay open due to the pleasure ripping through her, making her tremble in his grasp, and she screams his name. "Aahhh! Oh crikey… oh fuck!" Aster shouts loudly as he cums all over his hand and chest, grinding his hips into the grass and groaning as the pent up frustration and lust leave him.
He lays there as he catches his breath, feeling his fur become sticky and warm. He didn't even care. All that mattered was that his desire was sated, if only for a little while.
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Author's Note: ... I still can't believe I wrote that... I'm fairly sure I'm going to hell at this point. Uhh… maybe review? Hehe. I'm a little afraid of what you guys think this time.
