This has been sitting 98% finished in my notes for a few weeks now, but I finally finished it tonight! I meant to complete it sooner, but Sebastian is oddly hard to write for in this AU so far... It's a bit short, but I'm hoping to pick up pace in the next chapter. I hope it's okay!
Being backed into a corner in his own den was not what Ciel considered a good time. The only thought that had crossed his mind since returning home to his own grounds was of his cozy nest. Though giving chase wasn't foreign to the fox, his knees were aching from hunting in the biting wind without warming up first. He deeply regretted not stretching before tackling his meal, even more so now whilst he was tensing already stiff muscles for a possible battle. Damn that wolf for disrupting his rest! "Call me omega one more time and we'll see if you have the parts needed to be considered an alpha by the time you finish speaking. You see, my claws have felt so very dull lately, I would love to sharpen them and your cock seems like it would make a wonderful scratching posts. A bit small, but it shall do." Though he was in no place to be so cocky over his quick wit and obvious threat against a man far more muscular than himself, he smirked, head tilting with a dangerous shine in his eyes. The wolf had the nerve to grin, fangs bared in humor and lips curved in an oddly seductive fashion. How sweet it was that the fox tried to convince himself that his words were fact; He was anything but small. "Just precious. Though I am disappointed that you won't allow me to speak without attempting to maul me first. My name is Sebastian, and I have been tracking you for a week now." The wolf scowled at the memory of the prolonged hunt. He should have found this man within a day of scenting him! In just four hours time, on the first day he came to be familiar with the reynard's scent, he found that the vulpine moved around rather frequently, leaving his scent to grow faint and strengthen in another section of the woods. Coupled with the snow and his hastiness, the small creature wasn't so easy to find. "Your den is tiny, I barely saw the opening, but that is just the way of your kind, I suppose..."
Trailing off, Sebastian's eyes scanned every inch of Ciel's home, taking note of its qualities. It was a tight fit when kneeling, but the ground was soft with pine and it was more than spacious enough for mating if that were to occur. A feral growl was earned when his eyes lingered too long on the other hybrid's nest. He raised his eyes to the narrowed ones opposite of him. The omega was partially blind, but that made no difference to the wolf; The slate-haired man seemed to have no issue navigating with only half of his vision and it in no way dimished his captivating beauty. "I must say, I am relieved to have finally caught you, I was beginning to tire. And now that I have you here... I wish to court you. You're almost in estrus, are you not? It's true that you are tiny, but I suspect when the time comes, you'll have no issue taking my knot. You're a fine specimen, you will make strong pups, lovely ones at that, who will easily be able to survive these harsh winters."
In the summer heat, Ciel's cheeks often took on the dark ruby shade of a ripe apple or a blooming amaryllis -if the heat burning beneath his delicately rounded cheeks was anything to go by, he was blushing far brighter than that as soon as the atrocious creature's voice met his charcoal ears. "You mean to tell me that you followed me here, trespassed on my territory, and disrupted my sleep because you wish to breed...? You alphas are unbelievable! Do you truly think I want to mate with one of your kind? A lowly hound with a quick temper and enough arrogance to waltz in here as if your presence is one to be seen as an honor?" The words hissed from between grit teeth was clearly not what the alpha expected-or wanted- to hear; Obsidian brows drew together, confused and angry, but also impressed. Omega's were known for meekness, yet this one was anything but. He was fiery, personality more befitting of a honey badger than a fox. It was just as well though, what an utterly boring existence it would be if all things were as they looked. It would make this game more interesting at the very least even if he didn't give him consent to stay the night immediately. He would win him over one way or another, whether it required offerings of fresh kills and silken pelts or groveling at his feet as if he were a slave. This omega, whatever his name may be, would be his.
Upon seeing the discontent written across Sebastian's features, Ciel internally preened, 'Good. Let the wolf suffer this defeat and think about what he's done.' But as his luck would have it, that didn't deter Sebastian. If anything, it encouraged him! "You say that now, but given time, I'm positive I could make you change your mind. However, I am surprised that you are without a mate thus far. Though prickly, you've surely attracted the attention of others wishing to take you as a partner?" Scoffing, the tod managed to yank his hands from the no-longer-bruising grip that confined them, sitting down more comfortably while keeping his eyes firmly trained on his unwelcome visitor. A fluffy grey tail with a dove-white tip curled around his waist for extra covering, chin raised in a show of pride. He took Sebastian's moment of thought before speaking as a chance to scrutinize the wolf. He was big, Ciel was certain that the he possessed not a single ounce of fat on his bones, built entirely of lean muscle, and he was tall-easily eclipsing the smaller being's form. Lengthy, toned legs rested mere inches from Ciel's knees, leading him to think that this alpha had never heard of personal space before. He didn't smell of any pack, which meant perhaps he genuinely hadn't had enough social interaction to know of boundaries, but that was no excuse for the warm breath fanning over the younger male's forehead when Sebastian leaned closer.
Ciel scooted further back, taking note of the teasing lilt in the raven-haired man's dulcet tone and the shimmer of mirth parading about in his carnelian eyes. Thin lips twitched happily from beneath the elegantly straight nose. His chest, while beautifully fair and impressively ridged and shaped by years of careful hunting, was not enough to keep Ciel's attention from wondering lower. He was by no means interested in mating with this man, but he would admit his peculiar interest when glancing towards the fur covering what must have been a generous package. Why else would he need that much fur? However, the fiery hue the pelt retained was enough to make him look away with a newfound determination to purge this pest from his home. He should have been more afraid of the wolf, or Sebastian, as he called himself, but he couldn't bring himself to be anything more than annoyed at this point. He was tired, infuriated, and sick of this tedious conversation. He had no need for a mate, especially not this one, and that was final. Throwing a harmless twig at the chest of the other, he snarled. "I don't want a mate. And how do you expect me to trust you while you wear the coat of one of my own? Besides, what makes you think we are compatible to begin with? We're not even of the same species! Go find a mate of your own kind, I have no desire to converse with someone likely to skin me alive at any given moment, much less one who's been stalking me. Now, if you don't mind, I would appreciate it if you leave me alone!"
Fueled by the other's aggression, Sebastian chuckled wryly, "Now, now, is that any way to treat your guest?" Brushing off the useless stick, he sighed fondly. Perhaps he was getting the vulpine too riled up; at this rate, he would have no chance to win the omega's favour before his season. Hell, even a mutual treaty was far from his reach at this point. With time, that could be remedied. "The pelt is not one of your kind. It is indeed a fox coat, but you are not entirely vulpine, so worry not-I have no desire to wear the skin of one with a form not entirely unlike my own. Besides that, I don't want one of my own kind for a mate. Their smell is lacklustre and unappetizing, while yours is tantalizing, enthralling in every sense of the word; You smell like the spring despite the lack of flora and fauna as of now, of strawberry and honey... If it is a question of loyalty deterring you, I can assure you that I plan to take a life mate, not multiple partners or a different omega every season. Consider going on a hunt with me at the very least?" Grinding his teeth, Ciel stared on with an unreadable expression. While the fur had been explained, he was still unwilling to humor this man. Wolves were enemies, using clever words and saccharine promises as a means to lure in their prey. There was no way to guarantee that anything he said was genuine, but he needed a way to get Sebastian away from his hideout, and if false hope would do the trick, he would tell him what he wanted to hear. "If you would leave my den immediately, I shall consider it. But don't expect me to accept simply because you asked."
"Then for now, than is more than enough," Sebastian smiled as if he'd just scored the biggest caribou in the woods for a meal, the tip of a sable tail waving excitedly as he rose to his knees. "I shall leave you be, but don't forget to think over my proposal. You will find that I don't give up easily." With a final glance, the wolf turned to leave, only to stop short before he was to the exit. "But before I leave... Won't you tell me your name, little vixen?"
Indulging his curiosity regardless of the distasteful nickname, the chalcedony-haired male ignored it and nodded hesitantly, "My name is Ciel."
"What a lovely name. Well, until next time, Ciel," A black-clawed hand swooped down before he had a chance to stop it, seizing his left hand in a ginger grip to raise it to the wolf's lips, placing a faint kiss there. Lowering it, he offered a devilish grin, one far too charming for such a dangerous creature to possess, and turned his back on the smaller hybrid. Sebastian disappeared from view, scent gradually fading with the icy breeze outside and with his departure, Ciel's blush and disbelief grew. The last sight he caught before his view was replaced by towering pines and flecks of snow was of the man's rear, shungite tail swaying elegantly betwixt long legs as he walked, his ass far too glorious for it to be in anyway fair. Oh, if only he was something other than a wolf...
Slinking back into his nest once the alpha could no longer be sensed, Ciel curled in on himself, remaining in his more-human form as he shut his eyes and groaned aloud. Great, now he had to be careful to avoid places the wolf may have followed him priorly to keep from seeing the beast again. Closing his eyes, Ciel sighed. Even if he were able to find a new den before his heat, a feat that would be nearly impossible given the short span of time and the hibernating animals occupying said spaces already, the wolf may very well follow him there too. His current home was well-hidden and yet he'd been found, anything less private would seem to Sebastian like spotting a sunflower amongst a field of dirt; It was far too easy.
What was he to do now?