Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 12: quick and shallow.When Dallas placed him on the bed, Ford’s body jerked and his hands shot down to his thighs, soaked and wet, scrambling for something to soothe his blazing skin. He was sloppy, hands still sticky and coated in his slick as he immediately reached up toward Dallas’s face. A small hand clamped into the front of the alpha’s shirt, stretching it down and Ford’s other hand came up just enough to paw at that alpha’s jawline. He was smearing his scent everywhere, Dallas coated from the front where he leaked on the taller from being carried, various wet spots patched across him. He watched as the alpha grabbed his hand, stopping his movements and took a finger into his mouth, sucking the slick off his finger thoroughly. It made the omega’s mouth water, wanton sounds slipping from his lips as his pliant body did whatever the alpha in front of him wanted. There was a feral glint in the alpha’s eye’s that Ford had mostly missed before.
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 13: rather bothersome. .Ford woke up alone. Heat gone in a day, he considered it a record. And all thanks to his bully. Dallas... he’d wished he remembered all of what he said yesterday. To be honest, Ford didn’t remember much besides pleasure.He sat up, silence filling the space around him thickly. He felt... sad? weak? Abandoned? He was naked, the blankets under him, he’d shivered awake from the brisk air, body no longer on fire to keep himself warm. Dallas’s scent was no longer there, though it lingered on his body. His sheets were soiled beneath him, all the cum Dallas pumped into him had leaked out.He moved at a snails pace, climbing out of bed to head toward the shower. He couldn’t even describe his pain right now. He’d never heal at this point. He took his first deep sigh when the hot water trailed down his back. His sudden wash of depression had made him want to clean the alpha from his skin. He felt.. dirty? Ford was nothing but indecis
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 14: a breach of space .Ford Cannon peered up at the clock. He had Thirty minutes left. He’d again succeed at not learning anything. He felt cold touches to the back of his neck and his body operated on its own accord, leaning back in his seat, giving the finger’s what they wanted. Dallas always grabbed his fragile neck. The finger’s pulled at his neckline showing more of the skin on his shoulder’s. He knew what the alpha was doing. The omega knew where every single love bite was located. He felt Dallas run his cool tips over the tainted skin, finger’s dipping into his collarbone as the alpha inspected him. The chilled finger’s were soothing his burning skin, his flushed anxious body cooling by the second. It was like Dallas took the sweat from his drink and pressed it to the smaller. Dallas was releasing calming pheromone’s toward him. It was almost intimate, and for once, even though it was an odd occurrence, Ford didn’t have the fight in him
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 15: full control whenever .“Raze..” he said under his breath, hoping the noise around them masked it.They're coming. I can sense them. I will lend you my sense’s. “There are so many people around, though.””Yeah, no shit. We’re outside.” Dallas commented, criticizing tone never missed. Ford would’ve felt hurt if he weren’t actually speaking to Raze.Ford’s eyebrows furrowed, teeth clenched as he felt the ripping feeling in the center of his forehead. His eye-sight had changed, more precise and deep crimson in color. He could see the individual patches of discolored fur from a hybrid across the commons; his ability to initially adapt always failing. His ear’s started ringing, everything around him was so loud, like people were setting off blow-horns an inch from him. He shoved his face into the crook of Dallas’s neck. Get ahold of yourself. “ugh...” “Stop squirming, kitten.” The alpha said, mildly irritated. Ford didn’t register the words
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 16: violence might just be the answer .Ford rolled over again. Dallas was on his back, arms behind his head and eye’s mostly closed as his breathing evened out. Ford couldn’t hold back his actions, leaning over to nip and lick at the corner of Dallas’s lips in appreciation. He hummed, making sure to press his tummy against the taller before lowering his head to bite at the other’s chest. Ford must’ve been too excited, fang drawing blood, a thin line dribbling down the alpha’s peck. Ford paused, expecting the worst but the alpha never moved.He tastes so good. Anxiety flushed through him, but he lapped up the crimson liquid, nursing the wound. The omega’s sense of taste was acute, most likely because of being half Lycan, and the smaller, always picky about what he eats because he could always taste every ingredient, licked slower. Raze was... right? His blood didn’t taste extraordinarily good but it wasn’t repulsive either, it was like eating a
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 17: suspicion arising .It was night time, that much he knew. He hadn’t slept much, being too restless for a good night’s sleep. He could feel the tug and pull of Raze’s limbs, not knowing exactly what he was doing despite the movement. His Lycan was moving quick, stealthy, the pouring raining covering the majority of his sounds.The scraping of his claws were suspicious. Not like that of tree bark ripping apart, more like a knife being sharpened against stone. The unsettling noise could make you cringe like grinding down a chalkboard. Raze’s body was heavier than normal. The rain was weighing him down, and then a pause in his movements, body leaning over the edge of something like he was ready to pounce. And Ford, finally shaking to consciousness to peer through Raze’s bloody eye’s realized that he wasn’t about to kill someone. He was perched atop a building, he didn’t know where, listening past all of the extraneous noise’s to pinpoint somethi
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 18: successfully mated .Things were getting complicated. The attack in town lit up the news even more so than the last killings. Everything was taped-off within a two block radius of the kill site and the nightclub Dallas was at had to temporarily closed down due to investigation. The university announced through public email that no one was allowed to be out of their dorms or on campus grounds after 8pm. Ford was getting fidgety. Midterms had already passed, him doing mediocre at best but nothing that would hurt his GPA. It was getting colder and Raze was getting restless. Ford didn’t know what to do at this point. Security cameras were being placed at every entrance, watching the grounds at night meaning Ford couldn’t use the back stairwell anymore. The kill had been too close. Raze should’ve went further into town. Raze shouldn’t have killed in town.He blew on his hot cocoa and pulled the blanket closer to him, couch feeling stiff on his
. Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 19: blood sweat and tears .“D-Dallas...” he sighed, mind thrumming through the shock. He... didn’t know what to think. He was pleased. Oh my God was he pleased-His omega twisting within him. Beyond his control he submitted himself, head tilting to the side more. It was like Dallas knew, knew he wanted more, and leaned over biting him deep again on his mating gland. He released another moan but it was covered up by the alpha’s-his alpha’s- growls, “Mine. Mine. Mine.” Ford’s body was pleased, but his head was cloudy. His voice of reason was sitting in a vacant corner of his mind while the rest of it was drowning from the intoxicating scent. “I-I..””Hmm? What is it, my little mate?” Dallas teased. Ford’s body shook, shorts sticky from his leaking hole, slick seeping down his thighs. “Oh you like that?” The alpha licked the shell of Ford’s ear, “Like that I called you mine? Feels good doesn’t it?” The omega’s eye’s, half-closed from overstimul