KAnu: I don't own anything
Yukino watched as Natsuki struggled to free herself from Haruka's grasp. Haruka said nothing but just continued to walk towards the club as the other woman kicked and punched like a child throwing a fit. Annoyed with the defiant younger woman kicking her in the shin, Haruka tossed Natsuki over her shoulder.
"I'm not going in!"
"Shizuru told me you promised her and I have to make sure you get in." Haruka stopped, and looked down at her steel toed boots. There must have been a spot on it, because she bent down and rubbed it off. Natsuki was still shouting her lungs out. She found Natsuki calling her names but other than that, Haruka yawned and kept going. She wasn't at all fazed by the "bitches" and "fat whores" Natsuki kept calling her.
Yukino rolled her eyes at her mate and her Alpha. It was kind of embarrassing that her Alpha was kicking and yelling like a kid, but she had agreed to come to a club like this without getting all the info.
They neared the door and Haruka stopped to chat with the bouncer whose green and yellow shield insignia on his shoulder indicated that he worked for Haruka's company. After a short talk, Haruka tried to walk in but was stopped by Natsuki's hard grip on the door. Haruka turned slightly to look at Yukino.
"I really don't want to break her arms, but I will if she continues to be like this."
Yukino giggled, trying to hide her amusement from the wild Natsuki. Straightening up, Yukino grabbed both of Natsuki's hands that were holding the doorway for dear life. She began to pull as Natsuki's claws began to dig into the wood frame.
"Yukino, please!" Natsuki sounded like someone that was being taken to their death. She was panting and fangs were out. "I CAN HEAR THE COUNTRY MUSIC!"
"Well, maybe you shouldn't have told your mate that you would come. That WE would come."
As Yukino peeled Natsuki's claws away from the doorframe, she dodged the claw swipe to her face. "That's not nice."
"NICE! IT'S KARAOKE! NICE HAS LONG BEEN GONE!" Yukino rolled her eyes as she walked into the karaoke bar. The place was pleasant. Not too big and not too small. There were booths lining the walls and small tables full of shifters. A bar was situated in the middle. It was a full house and all shifters. And shifters and alcohol together were never a good combination.
Yukino left Haruka with Natsuki, and walked over to the bar. All the Cro's were here besides Nina who was too young. Haruka had told her that half of the Simul pack would be here tonight. The other half would go out next week while the half here stayed home with the kids.
"What will it be?" The bartender, an Asian tiger with a hard smile and a cute face, placed down a napkin.
"Rum and coke, please." The tiger placed down her order and waved off her money, the only explanation being a point toward the far side of the room.
Yukino looked over her shoulder and stared at Haruka. She was talking to Shizuru and Natsuki, well, perhaps more listening than talking. Then she suddenly lifted her head up and looked at Yukino the way she did sometimes. In the last few days Haruka would look at her like that. Even when she thought Yukino wasn't looking. It made her feel …safe and … Yukino couldn't put her finger on it but it was a good feeling. She hurriedly looked away, afraid she would recognize the feeling.
Yukino nursed her drink. Her conversation with Sara kept repeating in her head. She had waited for her, and built her life to make sure that her mate would never worry about a thing. Haruka was a kind and protective Beta of a rich pack. An amazing female that was both strong and thoughtful. They had spent their mornings talking about work, their evenings talking about each other, and their nights sleeping in the same bed. She never made a move, never stepped over the line. She was the perfect gentlewoman. And she wanted her. Sara even said she loved her.
Yukino laughed in her glass.
If only Haruka knew.
Yukino was not the type that you wanted to build a life with. The Cro's were thieves, she was a thief. If she could stay, Yukino would find a way to make it up to Haruka. Find a way to love her. Not that that would be hard. They matched, and had so much in common that she was sure they could come to understand each other.
Yukino placed her glass down. The bartender refilled it as Yukino thought of things she shouldn't, like life with Haruka. She sat and nursed her glass, deep in thought, when Nao sat down next to her. She would have put it off as nothing if it wasn't for Mai sitting on the other side of her. Before she could even run, they grabbed her and dragged her onto the stage.
They forced the microphone in her hand and picked the song for her and ran. Fucking mutts! Yukino looked out into the crowd. Everyone stared at her and she would have ran off the stage if it wasn't for the mix or rum and Haruka. Haruka looked at her and smiled. That's when the song began to play. A song she knew too well, one she loved. Sugarland's What I'd Give.
So Yukino sang, but her song was only for the blonde that gave her the look that made her feel safe and…well…needed.
Natsuki snarled at the blonde once she was on her own two feet. The bitch had pulled her out of the car and dragged her into the club. It was her fault that this mess had happened. She had been so lost in the trance by Shizuru that she never asked what kind of club it would be. She didn't even know where they were going until they were ten minutes away from the club.
The Karaoke club was called Science. It was a bar any other day but Wednesday and it was enjoyable. That was until she heard Aoi singing Tequila Makes Her Cloths Fall Off. That and the look she was giving Chie was far too dirty for the song.
Natsuki felt herself being pulled by the evil wolf over to a table where Shizuru was sitting at. She stopped struggling once she saw Shizuru. Shizuru wore a red cowboy hat and a white t-shirt with blue jeans. She couldn't see her shoes but Natsuki somehow knew the woman had on cowboy boots. No matter how bad the music was in the south, that outfit was downright sexy.
That's when she remembered her plan. The reason why she was wearing a black cut off beater and low rider jeans. Jeans that clearly showed her red lace thong. The reason why she had took care to rub her scent all over Shizuru's room after Shizuru had left ahead of them for the club. Natsuki smiled to herself, and she knew she was in heat and acting irrational, but fuck it. Shizuru started this. Natsuki was just baiting a wolf.
Natsuki eased into the seat next to Shizuru, while Haruka took the other side. She could smell the woman's lust hot in the air, even with so many shifter scents in the air. She held back a grin as Shizuru clearly eyed her breasts. Good, it's working. Natsuki may not be able to flirt, but seduction was something she had learned early.
Natsuki leaned back in her chair, letting crimson eyes trace her figure. "Well, it seems my Natsuki didn't like the club I chose."
Small talk, Natsuki could work with that. "I was hoping for a place with a lot less singing and a lot more dancing."
"Natsuki likes to dance."
Fell right into it. "I love to dance in dark clubs." The words were spoken matter-of-factly.
Natsuki almost fell out of her seat at the look Haruka gave her. Disgust mixed with what seemed to be a question. One she didn't ask. But Shizuru was in her trap and had a question of her own.
"Does Natsuki do this often?"
Not really, but you know, little white lies and all. "Yes, even at strip clubs on amateur night."
"And on that note, I'm gone." Haruka stood up and walked off into the crowd, leaving Natsuki alone with Shizuru and her desire. Man, she couldn't wait to tell Mai this.
"Well, it seems my Natsuki has lots of talents."
"So many talents." Natsuki smiled and licked her lips as Shizuru stared her down. The waiter, a tiger, walked over and lifted an eyebrow, no doubt smelling the lust in the air. Natsuki was grinning because she knew exactly what she wanted to order. "Can I have two multipliable orgasms," Natsuki looked away from the waitress and back towards Shizuru, letting the last part seem only for her. "And keep them cumming."
Yes. Revenge was best served with lace.
Haruka walked away from the table and towards Yukino. The woman was at the bar alone, looking just too damn good. Many of the other shifters were eyeing her like a gazelle by the watering hole. And that just wasn't happening.
As she got closer, a female jackal stopped her, smiling. She was sexy, no doubt, dark skin with long hair and green eyes. Her body all curves, and as Shizuru would say, a woman whose body promised long steaming nights. Exotic, but not Yukino.
"Hey there."
"Hmm, hi." Haruka looked over the woman's head and at Yukino. The woman was getting herself another glass of whatever she was drinking.
"You're Haruka, right, of the Simul Pack?"
Why the hell did she want to know? "Yes. Why do you ask?"
The jackal smiled, showing off her beautiful teeth. She leaned in, pressing her hand on Haruka's stomach. Haruka looked down at the hand, then back up at the woman, raising an eyebrow in question. "My friends say you don't date." She leaned in closer, her body pressing on Haruka. Her lips barely touching Haruka's ear, "but I bet your real good at other things."
Haruka stepped back, holding out a hand defensively.
"Look, I'm taken."
The woman grinned, the evidence of a night of drinking fogging up her eyes. "We all know wolves stay faithful to only their mate. And I don't smell a mark on you."
"I have a…"Haruka's words were cut short as her attention was brought to the stage. Yukino stood there looking like a dog caught in a corner for a second. Then their eyes met, and Haruka couldn't help but smile. She looked so stunning.
That's when the song began to play, and Haruka felt the room fall away. It was like there was no one in the world but her and Yukino. The words of the song fell heavy on her, and Haruka couldn't breathe. The woman's voice seemed to call out to her, like an Alpha's howl. That's when she felt it and knew. Yukino felt it too. She knew. Haruka knew, because in every word Yukino sang, it got stronger. Haruka was in love with Yukino, and the bond of mates was starting to form. In a few days, they would be able to tell what the other was feeling, even without the mark.
Haruka felt her heart sink. She knew so little about the woman she loved other than she was kind, giving, and hard working. After two lunches, she had just begun to learn about Yukino's past. But to ask her, to tie such a kind hearted female to her, would haunt Haruka for the rest of her life. Before she could claim her, Haruka needed to know if the woman she loved was strong enough to love her back, all of her.
Shizuru walked out of the shower. There was no steam in the bathroom, mostly because she had taken a cold shower. One she had desperately needed. Natsuki had tormented her tonight. Every little thing was sexual out of her mouth. From the drinks she had ordered to the way she cracked her peanuts.
And that damn lacey thong, that red one that had every male, and even females, staring right at the nice little ass of hers. And she kept getting up to do something that forced her to bend over, like tie her shoe or pick up money she dropped.
And that wasn't even counting the bathroom episode. Her bra wasn't right so Natsuki asked Shizuru to help her fix it. And by help, Natsuki meant Shizuru watching her play with those delightful breasts while Natsuki tried to get them even. It had been fixed soon enough, but Shizuru couldn't help but keep saying they weren't.
Worst of all, was her scent. All night she smelled the lust flow from her. And that damn scent wouldn't go away. It was even in her bathroom. Her bedroom smelled like Natsuki had spent the day rubbing her scent on every damn thing, including her bed and sheets.
Trying to dry off as fast as she could while debating about sleeping outside, Shizuru walked into her bedroom, stopping cold to stare at the drunken female wolf sitting on her dresser.
Taking in a calming breath and praying to God for strength she wasn't sure she had, Shizuru smiled and sat on her bed.
"Is my Natsuki spending the night with me?"
"Nope…" The drunken wolf pushed herself off the dresser and staggered her way to the bed. She still had on her clothes from the club. "Just came to tease you a bit more." Her words were off and slurred.
Ah, so that had been the game tonight. To tease her. But why would anyone bait a wolf?
"Why all the teasing, my Natsuki?"
The woman didn't answer until she was standing in front of a naked Shizuru. "Because my Shizuru has wandering eyes." Slowly, Natsuki grabbed the bottom of her black t-shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it on the floor, leaving Shizuru to stare at two very prefect breasts hidden behind a very thin sheet of strapless red lace. "She should only look at me."
That's when Natsuki wrapped her arms around Shizuru's neck. Sitting down in her lap and pressing in far too close for Shizuru to think. Well she could think, but it was more of pictures of bodies, naked bodies. Keeping her hands on the edge of the bed, Shizuru could feel her fangs bursting to life.
Shizuru stared at the perfect spot on Natsuki's neck for her to mark. Her claws ripping into the mattress as Nasuki kissed up her neck, slowly. Every now and again, Shizuru felt a nip and a lick as the woman made her way up to her mouth.
Shizuru was sure she could control the situation, but when those hot lips touched hers, her mind snapped. She felt the red veil fall over her eyes even as she tried to fight it. But it was too strong and the need to claim her mate was winning along with the need to take what was hers.
She watched as the demon in her grabbed Natsuki and tossed her on the bed, falling right on top of her. Their lips met again, but this time the kiss was hard and demanding. Her hands ran down Natsuki's body, gripping the jeans in her hands and ripping them into shreds.
But Natsuki never fought her. No, she did the opposite. Her fingers tangled into Shizuru's hair and groaned into her mouth. The demon released Natsuki's mouth and lapped at her neck. Shizuru watched as her hands ripped apart the lace bra, watched as her lips licked its way between the valley of Natsuki's breasts.
It wanted to mark Natsuki and Shizuru wanted to let it. Yet even as Natsuki whispered her name, even as her body moved seductively under Shizuru, Shizuru beat back the demon. This was not the way she wanted to do it. She wanted her and Natsuki, not her Natsuki and this monster inside of her.
So before her fangs broke Natsuki's skin, she lifted her head. She placed her hands on the mattress on both sides of Natsuki's head.
"Shizuru?" She was breathless and her voice was husky.
"Become mine." Shizuru didn't even recognize her own voice. She needed her to say yes, needed Natsuki to let her place her mark on her skin. She needed her to say yes so she could fuck her senseless or die trying. "Let me make you mine."
She watched as Natsuki's eyes looked sad, and then cold. The dark haired female leaned up and kissed her hard, sliding her tongue pass Shizuru's lips. Then she gently pushed Shizuru aside and walked out the room.
Shizuru fell on her back on her bed, a smile on her face.
Natsuki didn't say no.
Because she couldn't say no.
KANU: im at a stanstill about this story...i dont like the way it sounds anymore, i have it all ploted out and as i have been reding the l;ast few chapters...it just doesntr sound like me. ...