~LEMON WARNING~
"Shit!" Bakura cussed, limping. Leave it to him to get cut with silver. Stupid bastard vampire. Bakura smirked. At least the vampire was no more. Smirking as he remembered the battle, he padded through the woods, heading back to the pack. Suddenly he stopped and tensed. He thought he heard something. Looking through the woods, he saw a larger wolf with crimson fur sniffing in a clearing. Bakura could smell his older brother, Akeifa's scent, and an unknown scent besides this new wolf. Turning, lavender eyes locked onto Bakura's espresso colored ones.
"Identify yourself." The crimson wolf commanded. Bakura tensed. He now knew who the wolf was. Only one wolf he didn't know would be that presumptuous.
"Not a chance, you fucking piece of shit." Bakura snarled.
Turning and tensing, the crimson wolf glared at Bakura. "I'd watch myself if I were you...however, if you want a fight, Silver, so be it." Hairs raising on his crimson neck, he snarled.
"You ready to leave your pack without an Alpha, Atem?" Bakura snarled, starting to circle the crimson wolf.
"I won't be leaving my pack without an Alpha, but you may be leaving your pack without an omega." Atem snarled back. The insult did not go unnoticed, as Bakura was obviously as far from an omega as possible.
Saliva dripping from each of their maws as their muzzles wrinkled up, Atem launched himself at Bakura, knocking him off his feet. Bakura rolled up on top of Atem. Snarling, biting and scratching each other, the two rolled around, fighting, getting scratches and bites in on each other. At one point, Atem stepped on Bakura's injured paw. Howling in pain, Bakura flew into a rage, pinning Atem. Muzzle at Atem's neck, he stopped, confused. He could sense no fear off of Atem, although he clearly had the upper hand and could kill Atem with one final strike. Pulling back, he looked quizzically at Atem.
Atem glared up at Bakura. "Silver, strike if that is what you are going to do. Indecision does not suit you."
Bakura changed into human form, as he pulled back, sitting on the crimson wolf's blonde stomach. "You knew you were going to fucking die, but you didn't show fear. Why?"
Atem swallowed hard. This man was gorgeous. His dark eyes were hard and guarded, his chest was muscular, and his silver hair fell over his face in a gorgeous way. Turning his attention back to his eminent death, Atem looked at the man. "Fear is a weakness. If I die in battle, I die with honor. I know my cousin will take care of the pack, so I have nothing to lose."
Bakura felt drawn to this odd wolf. Dartz would be terrified if he was in a situation like this. "Show me your Anthropos."
Atem glared, but complied, going into his human form. Bakura studied the naked man underneath him. Ignoring the memories trying to force their way up, Bakura focused on the issue at hand. He still could sense no fear off of this man. Growling, he leaned down. "You know you are going to die, Red."
Atem sighed. "So you have said." He half frowned, looking up at Bakura in mock boredom.
Bakura smirked. "Ya know, I have orders to kill Reds...but doesn't mean I can't have fun torturing them first."
Atem kept his face blank. "Do your worst." He said mildly.
Bakura snarled. Grabbing Atem's legs, he splayed them open. "Ya know...I might as well tap this. You're attractive, so it would be a shame to not tap that ass before killing you."
Atem felt himself hardening at this comment. Bakura noticed. "Well, whaddaya know? The Alpha of the Reds is a whore...either that or a bottom."
Atem felt himself blushing at these comments. Bakura noticed that as well, grabbing Atem's tricolor hair and pulling Atem to his knees. "I'm going to fuck your face...and you are going to like it." Bakura growled roughly. Looking up, Atem nodded.
Bakura slipped his cock in Atem's mouth, grabbing Atem's head on either side with his hands. Shoving himself in and out of Atem's mouth, Atem sucked greedily, getting more turned on by being so...out of control...and being used like this. Grabbing Bakura's balls, he started kneading them as he ran his tongue over Bakura's shaft, sucking hard.
Bakura grunted. Damnit, this guy could suck cock. Feeling himself getting close, Bakura pulled out.
Whimpering slightly, Atem looked up from his knees, saliva and precum in a thin line down his lip. Lavender eyes dark, he was panting lightly, his cock hard and standing at attention. Bakura smirked. "Lie on your back, bitch."
Atem's cock twitched. Nodding, he laid on his back. He should probably be scared, but he was so turned on at being manhandled, he couldn't go past the sensations he was feeling. Bakura grabbed Atem's hips, pulling him up. "Hope you like pain." He smirked as he shoved himself in Atem's tight hole. Wincing, hissing, Atem's eyes went darker. Bakura looked down. "Hurt?"
Atem looked up at Bakura and nodded. Bakura's voice dropped. "Do you like it?"
Atem blushed and shook his head yes. Bakura smirked and started pounding Atem's ass. Letting out a growl, Atem slid his eyes closed, his cock hard and leaking. Slamming into Atem at a frenzied pace, Bakura growled at the tight velvet enveloping his cock. Feeling that familiar tightening and tingle in his balls, he gripped Atem's hips hard enough to bruise as he exploded inside Atem. Panting, a sheen of sweat on him, he noticed that Atem was wet, but still hard.
Bakura grinned. "Didja like that, bitch?"
Atem was trying to catch his breath. Nodding, he looked up at Bakura, completely confused on what had just happened. Bakura sat back, suppressing the fresh memories bubbling up.
"Tell ya what. You were damn good at that. You keep your mouth shut about what happened, I will too...and we can keep this up indefinitely. Sound good?" Bakura knew that Atem wasn't as keen on killing as Dartz, so he was less worried about Atem trying to kill him.
Atem let out a shaky breath. "Yea...okay." Looking down and away, he cleared his throat. "I better go find my brother."
"Yea. Here, tomorrow night?" Bakura asked.
Atem smiled and nodded. "Midnight."
"Hey, wait." Bakura said.
Atem turned, raising an eyebrow.
Bakura walked over, biting Atem's neck, bruising it and breaking the flesh. Atem moaned. "You're mine. No one else's, got it?" Dark eyes took in Atem's face.
Swallowing, his cock still painfully hard and twitching again, Atem nodded, then turned, heading off.
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Malik sniffed. He was out searching for Yugi. Yugi was usually really good about being back at night. Being an omega, he was weak and easy prey. He was dearly loved by the pack and seen as everyone's little brother, so Malik was concerned about Yugi not coming back on time. Nose to the ground, he sniffed. Suddenly, he stopped. He caught a faint scent. His nose was the best in the pack, that's why he was the scout. Well, that and he didn't really think things through, jumping into things. So, he was a lucky bastard as well as being really loyal. Three pretty good attributes for being a scout. Following the other scent, he followed it down a hill to a cave. His blond fur was bleach blond in the sun, his lilac eyes bright. Quietly, he peeked in the cave.
Twisting his head sideways, he saw a small white wolf whimpering, dirty, with a bloody paw. Padding in, he looked at the petite white wolf. "What's wrong, omega?" He was betting, by the actions, that this wolf was an omega.
Looking up, chocolate brown eyes terrified, the wolf whimpered, putting his head back down. Malik walked over. "How did you get hurt?"
Whimpering, the wolf curled into a ball, saying nothing. Malik could feel the terror coming off this little wolf. It looked so little, like a pup. Sighing, Malik started gently licking the injured paw. "Why isn't it healing, little one?"
"I...I don't know...it was caught in a silver trap. That's why I've stayed in wolf form." The soft voice said.
Malik growled. Fucking vampires...they were the only ones who knew to put silver traps out. Even the humans weren't that smart. Looking at this adorably dainty wolf, Malik made a split decision, and went to the wolf. "I know you are a Silver, but I don't think you could hurt a fly. I don't like hurting innocents. I love bathing in my enemies blood, don't get me wrong, but you aren't my enemy because you wouldn't fight me. Therefore, I'm taking you with me. You're mine. I'm going to get you healed, then I'm going to convince Atem to let me keep you. You're cute and fluffy, and I like cute and fluffy. What's your name?"
The white wolf looked up. "Ryou." Laying his head back down in submission, he neglected to mention that the blood moon showed him that Malik was his mate. He stayed quiet as he didn't want to disappoint Malik. He had seen Malik in wolf form as well as his Anthropos form, and thought he was gorgeous. None of his pack was interested in him because they were either related to him or because he was seen as weak. Ryou had a sharp mind and compassionate nature, neither of which were endearing in a pack...at least not in Dartz's pack.
Malik laid down. "Crawl on me, Fluffy. I'll take you to my home. Besides, you need to be on me for when they smell you, though your scent isn't overly strong." Nodding, Ryou crawled up on Malik, nestling in his soft blond fur. Standing gently, Malik headed off to the den.
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"Did you bring it, mutt?" The black wolf with the icy blue eyes stared at the blonde wolf with honey eyes.
"Yea, I got it. But ya wanna be a dick, I don't have ta give it to ya. I ain't no mutt. I gotta name." The blonde wolf shot back.
"Look, just give me the medicine, and I'll give you what I promised. You know why I get this." The black wolf had a pointed expression on his face as he looked at the blonde.
The blonde opened a pouch, handing over a prescription bottle. "I don' see why ya can't get dis stuff on ya own." He noted. "You're Seto fuckin' Kaiba fer cryin' out loud!"
"Which is exactly why I can't, Dog." Pulling out a pouch, Seto handed it to the blonde.
"I gotta fuckin' name...it's Joey." The blonde growled, taking the pouch. He didn't bother to open it. He and Seto had been doing this trade for eight months, in violation of all pack codes. Seto got the drugs he needed, and Joey got the money he needed. Both were doing it for similar reasons.
Ever since werewolves, vampires, dragons, and fairies "came out", the public was in turmoil. There were some who embraced the supernatural creatures, devoting clubs and restaurants to their new supernatural friends. But a larger, more scared portion of society still looked down on those groups. Therefore, those groups were forced to survive on the fringe of society. Both Joey and Serenity loved their heritage, and were proud of it. They weren't going to hide. Joey and Serenity had embraced werewolf life, even if it was looked down upon and they were treated like second class citizens. That made it hard for them to get good paying jobs, or any jobs really, except at the fringe clubs and such. And since Serenity was fifteen and going blind, Joey wouldn't let her work. Serenity stayed at the pack house and cooked and cleaned for the pack. Everyone loved her and protected her like she was their own, because, she was.
There was a new procedure that doctors were willing to do on werewolves, but it was expensive. Joey was desperate and would try anything, so he needed money for his little sister's surgery due to the genetic disorder stealing her eyesight. Joey didn't know what to do, so he turned to smuggling.
Seto was a successful businessman of the most successful corporation in Domino. Kaiba Corp ran well, Seto even able to run it remotely. KC (as Joey called it) was the number one business dealing with gaming technology If the public knew the president of KC was a werewolf, profits would plummet, as would sales and support. Seto didn't want to acknowledge who or what he was. He only begrudgingly did so secretly because of his little brother, Mokuba. Mokuba loved pack life and wanted to live with their cousins Atem and Yugi. Kaiba couldn't say no to his brother, so he had agreed to move them to the pack after finding out Mokuba was diagnosed with a rare disease only able to be contracted by lycanthropes.
There was an experimental medicine that was supposed to work on lycanthropes, and Seto would spare no expense to try it. That's when he found out about Joey's side smuggling business. After tacitly ignoring each other's packs, Joey got medicine for Seto, and Seto paid well for the risk Joey took. The medicine seemed to worked on Mokuba, but Seto couldn't really get the medicine since it was for lycanthropes only. If he got the medicine, it would draw too much attention and raise too many questions. However, since Joey was out there, he could get the medicine without qualms, and he did. It was a good arrangement.
Nodding at Joey, with a quick "Thanks" over his shoulder, Kaiba left. Joey watched him leave. Joey didn't know why he did this. He was stupid and torturing himself. He never would have a chance with richboy. He was just a mutt.