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His silent voice. Stranger.
“Mom, I'm off.” he announced as he walked over to her while she remained on the couch. “Alright honey.” she smiled and he stood still in front of her. She stared at him in confusion for a minute then a smile curled up her lips. “Get over here.” He leaned down and gladly took his peck on the cheek, feeling much satisfied. “Be careful out there.” she dropped as usual and he straightened with a nod. “Yeah,” he spun around to Bree and his Dad who also sat around the Tv. “I'll be back.” “Alright bud.” his dad waved and Bree stared up at him. Her gaze giving him the idea that she had something to say, until she raised a brow in question. “What? You want a peck from me too?” His face pulled up in grimace. “Ew, no thanks.” he turned to leave and gave in to the thought in his mind. “Save that for when you get a boyfriend.” The slight chuckle from his parents made him smile as he stepped out. It was the weekend, and he had never felt more excited to leave home. His legs took hurried st
Last Updated : 2025-03-26His silent voice. 911.
Kyle followed Mrs. Kerwood into the house, ready to help out with whatever she needed. When they got to the living room, he saw Dylan's dad and Bree sitting on the couch, their eyes on him. Naturally, he sent a smile their way and signed.^^Good morning.^^Their quiet responses reminded him that they weren't still too familiar with signs, so he only gave back a nod that surprisingly didn't get a better reaction. “Have a seat, Kyle.” She pointed at the couch and he obeyed without much thought. He took the single couch across the one where Bree's sat with her dad and it only took him a second to recognize the hostility in the air. Neither of them were smiling, which was just odd considering how chatty and teasing Bree gets when she sees him. Probably they had a bad morning.He turned to see Mrs. Kerwood staring out the window in observation, and she remained like that for a moment before coming back. She walked over to the couch where the others sat and it comfortably took all three
Last Updated : 2025-03-29His silent voice. First meeting.
••{Five months before Kyle's dash for help.}Wallowing in his unknown predicament of staying a husky, he wandered the woods aimlessly. Humans were never born with the memories of their past lives. He knew that just as everyone does. So could it be a punishment that he still had his? Was that the prize he had to pay for failing to protect the one master he had been sworn to? Or was it simply an effect of losing his core? So many questions he had come up with, yet none fit the mark. He had given up on trying to find an answer.He had moved on in acceptance, If he was given a chance at a new life, he should make the best out of it. The only friend he had in his past was no other than his master, everyone stayed away from him and he never needed them anywhere close. He had his master after all.But all that was soon lost as his willful thinking. Now he had a new chance and he was getting along just fine with the kids at the kindergarten… even if they were all just kids who reminded him e
Last Updated : 2025-03-31His silent voice. Tears.
Would he be back?He couldn't say, after all he only found the place out of luck. Perhaps if he could take note of the road as he went out it could be much easier.But he couldn't make any promises.**Sorry kid, but I have other things to handle at the moment. I'm not down for babysitting.**With that, he walked away without sparing a glance back. He wasn't ready to get roped in by those bewitching eyes again. His path back was a little tricky, but thanks to his dog form and sharp nose he found his way back just fine.**Damn, just how far in did I go?** He thought as arrived at the road. The sun was no longer in plain sight, and it took a whole while longer than he had calculated to get out. Getting back to the house would be worse, so he had to hurry.Taking one last glance at the woods that looked like it held nothing but nature, he ran off. And just as he thought, his mom was dead worried, but he ensured her he was fine. Chipping in his discovery of the day. She hadn't believed him
Last Updated : 2025-04-01His silent voice. Dream.
Dylan's body grow hot as he felt a hand slowly trail up his chest, a soft gasp escaping his lips from the hot and wet feel on his nipples that twitched in expectancy. His shut eyes carefully fell open to meet a feast for the eyes. Honey brown eyes, brown hair, a bare upper body that flexed in the right places with every move and a smile that said he was about to be eaten up. And his face, just the perfect one he's been dreaming of. This... this was what gets him going. "You're quite the impatient one, aren't you?" The thick seductive voice of his soon to be predator made his meat between his legs twitch, he bit down on his lower lip and his hips carefully thrusts up in a plead. He couldn't wait anymore, he wanted to be touched and made into a mess. "It's hot." Getting the message, his predators hands slowly trailed back down his chest till they got between his legs, spreading them wide open. Before Dylan could get flushed up about how exposed he was, a head went down his legs
Last Updated : 2024-11-25His silent voice. Loud.
"And here we can see how the changes between..." Dylan had his eyes focused straight on the projected notes and diagrams, yet he could barely hear a single word being said as his mind kept going back to the morning. After that, he'd managed to dissuade his mom to let him get his errand in his way back from class. Thankfully, it wasn't something they needed immediately so she said yes. No way he was going back out after... whatever that was. The minute their eyes met, he could've just played it cool and give a gentle nod or just a simple *hey*. But NOOO, he just had to hit his head and fall a most disgraceful fall. Thinking back now, he didn't understand why he had tried to run away. He wasn't doing anything bad. ...maybe not, but it's not written anyway that staring in pure admiration and lust at a complete stranger was legally wrong. His eyes did a quiet stare into thin air and he had to admit. "Haaa, that's stupid. It is wrong" he mumbled underneath his breath. The hunk's ima
Last Updated : 2024-11-25His silent voice. Party.
The hall was just as loud as he expected it to be. He had to stop back home for a change of cloths and was just glad hs neighbors had no business outside at that period. Now he was at the party and they all seemed like they were enjoying themselves, making him wonder how many people would last for the after-party. He sighted Kira, Dory and Tristan, another committee, at a corner with a cup each in hand. Kira was the first to sight him as she gave him a slick look from all 90 degrees. "Heyyyy, if it isn't the hot chick across the street. Give me a little turn around!" she chuckled loudly through the noise. "Hey guys," No way he was doing the turn around. He had barely put in much thought into my cloths. Just a white denim, black hood 'cause he felt the cold slowly building up, black jeans and one of his best sneakers collection. "Hey!" Dory leaned in despite her voice already being at its loudest, "Great job organizing. The Drama major would get so mad about this tomorrow!" "Bu
Last Updated : 2024-11-25His silent voice. Drunk.
The world was spinning, the loud music and changing lights blinded him, but all he could focus on was how happy he was. Whelp! That only lasting for as long as he could remember. He kept getting blank visions and knew he had to get himself together. One minute he was on the dance floor, the second he was on a table doing who knows what, another, he was laughing out his guts while hearing the pain in his friends voices. Out of all these blanks, there was one more he had, and that was when he found himself in a corridor he could barely recognize. He could hear the very faint sound of music seeping in, but the quiet that wasn't the loud music trying to burst through his head, and the stable warm light that wasn't the changing one that messed with his sight, made him get a little hold of himself. The corridor was different from the dance floor. Yes, it was quiet with a breath of fresh air, but the difference was how every corner of the corridor held a pair of drunk and horny col
Last Updated : 2024-12-09
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His silent voice. Tears.
Would he be back?He couldn't say, after all he only found the place out of luck. Perhaps if he could take note of the road as he went out it could be much easier.But he couldn't make any promises.**Sorry kid, but I have other things to handle at the moment. I'm not down for babysitting.**With that, he walked away without sparing a glance back. He wasn't ready to get roped in by those bewitching eyes again. His path back was a little tricky, but thanks to his dog form and sharp nose he found his way back just fine.**Damn, just how far in did I go?** He thought as arrived at the road. The sun was no longer in plain sight, and it took a whole while longer than he had calculated to get out. Getting back to the house would be worse, so he had to hurry.Taking one last glance at the woods that looked like it held nothing but nature, he ran off. And just as he thought, his mom was dead worried, but he ensured her he was fine. Chipping in his discovery of the day. She hadn't believed him
His silent voice. First meeting.
••{Five months before Kyle's dash for help.}Wallowing in his unknown predicament of staying a husky, he wandered the woods aimlessly. Humans were never born with the memories of their past lives. He knew that just as everyone does. So could it be a punishment that he still had his? Was that the prize he had to pay for failing to protect the one master he had been sworn to? Or was it simply an effect of losing his core? So many questions he had come up with, yet none fit the mark. He had given up on trying to find an answer.He had moved on in acceptance, If he was given a chance at a new life, he should make the best out of it. The only friend he had in his past was no other than his master, everyone stayed away from him and he never needed them anywhere close. He had his master after all.But all that was soon lost as his willful thinking. Now he had a new chance and he was getting along just fine with the kids at the kindergarten… even if they were all just kids who reminded him e
His silent voice. 911.
Kyle followed Mrs. Kerwood into the house, ready to help out with whatever she needed. When they got to the living room, he saw Dylan's dad and Bree sitting on the couch, their eyes on him. Naturally, he sent a smile their way and signed.^^Good morning.^^Their quiet responses reminded him that they weren't still too familiar with signs, so he only gave back a nod that surprisingly didn't get a better reaction. “Have a seat, Kyle.” She pointed at the couch and he obeyed without much thought. He took the single couch across the one where Bree's sat with her dad and it only took him a second to recognize the hostility in the air. Neither of them were smiling, which was just odd considering how chatty and teasing Bree gets when she sees him. Probably they had a bad morning.He turned to see Mrs. Kerwood staring out the window in observation, and she remained like that for a moment before coming back. She walked over to the couch where the others sat and it comfortably took all three
His silent voice. Stranger.
“Mom, I'm off.” he announced as he walked over to her while she remained on the couch. “Alright honey.” she smiled and he stood still in front of her. She stared at him in confusion for a minute then a smile curled up her lips. “Get over here.” He leaned down and gladly took his peck on the cheek, feeling much satisfied. “Be careful out there.” she dropped as usual and he straightened with a nod. “Yeah,” he spun around to Bree and his Dad who also sat around the Tv. “I'll be back.” “Alright bud.” his dad waved and Bree stared up at him. Her gaze giving him the idea that she had something to say, until she raised a brow in question. “What? You want a peck from me too?” His face pulled up in grimace. “Ew, no thanks.” he turned to leave and gave in to the thought in his mind. “Save that for when you get a boyfriend.” The slight chuckle from his parents made him smile as he stepped out. It was the weekend, and he had never felt more excited to leave home. His legs took hurried st
His silent voice. Walk.
With Dylan's classes ending early as usual, while Kyle was left with one more hour of lecture, he finds himself waiting alone. Bree and Kira had left him for a concert he had zero interest in… after raiding his mini chocolate bar, and Kyle had been nervous to ask him to wait so they could walk home together, so he simply brought it up first.And he was glad he did.Because that hour was just the sort of time alone he needed to knock some sense into himself. What the hell was that? Why did he jump Kyle like a sex craved maniac when the original motive was just a kiss. Had he always been that insane and starved?“Haa, why does he have to be such a great kisser?” he mumbled shamelessly to himself. “And not just a great kisser, but– damn… his size is just so– what the hell am I mumbling to myself right now. Urgh!”His light tap on the lips sealed them up, but not his thoughts.Kyle looked exceptionally charming at school, and he knew his option of why it seemed that way was either, he bee
His silent voice. Chocolate.
He took Dylan's hand and started to lead him away from the tree to find a better place to talk. With Dylan following behind without an objection, he got the push to keep going. Knowing the perfect place they could head to. His eyes met his friends stares and he simply rolled his finger around to show they'll be back. They probably couldn't understand signs anyway so signing might just be a waste of his time. They walked off for a few minutes, taking turns down different roads, and finally reached the downward slope that led to the lawn with a pond. **Thank goodness no one's here.** "Did we really have to come all the way here?" Dylan's subtle sniffle brought his attention back to him. And his heart broke at the sight of him hiding a tear. His hands went up to curb Dylan's face in his hands, **Did they really hurt him?... Oh my god.** he pulled Dylan in for a hug and held him in tight, directing his glare at the nothing in particular. **I'll kill them, I'll kill them with my hands
His silent voice. Scare.
*Exactly 14 hours 30 minutes ago.* As Dylan had left him alone in the night street completely clueless, it had taken him ten whole minutes to realize Dylan had just walked away from him. Looking scared and angry. Yet, not one reason could come to mind. He noticed Dylan phone that had fallen to the ground and picked it up. Still in a daze, he had walked back to his house, shut the door behind him and walked up to the living room. "Hey, Kyle, you're finally back." Lucas stared neck stretched at him over the couch, with the Tv playing. "Mom! Kyle's back! I was just about to give you a call. Where did you go all day? I know you weren't at school, you've been skipping Thursday's lately." He could only stare back at Lucas in silence, his mind still making calculations of his own. "Kyle, you finally come back home. We were getting tired of waiting." his mom spoke as she came down the stairs while he blinked halfly out of his daze.^^Lucas,^^ he called, ^^could you come over here fo
His silent voice. Author's note.
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His silent voice. Question.
"Kyle?" "Hold on, Kyle?" Kira's face pulled up. "You mean, Kyle, Theo's twin that knocked the shit out of Melody, Kyle?"Not the way he expected her to point him out, but "Yes, that Kyle."His response made them go quiet while they pondered, and it only took a minute for them to give up on their thoughts."Yeah, I can't see it." Dorry dropped first."Me neither," Kira squinted."See what?" he was forced to ask?"Kyle hurting you. That dude looks like he would rather jump off a train than lay a finger on you." Kira chuckled."How can you tell that? You've only met him once." he stated while adding. "You literally just said it too, we all saw him hit Melody.""So are you saying he hit you?" Dorry came in."No, he would never do that." his words made them all go silent. Including him. Why was he siding him? "I mean so far he hasn't..."Except getting spanked at the hotel room that caused him nerves more good than bad. No way he was telling them that. "Moreover, this wasn't my point. I
