Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 58: to the moon .Dallas was lighting the candles when Ford finally sat down across him. "Where did you find those?" he asked. Beeswax was such a rarity. If some of his packmates had stumbled across a hive, Ford wasn't made aware of it.Ford blew out the matchstick he was using. "Remember when Hal and I went to trade with the neighboring pack?"Dallas nodded. That had been a few weeks ago, right before he had stumbled upon Devin at the pond. He frowned. "You bought these just to seduce me?"Ford giggled and shook his head. The darkness hadn't settled yet, and Dallas was able to see the gorgeous rosy tints of the other's cheeks. "Not to seduce you, just to do something nice for you." He bit his lip, giving him a sly look from under his fringe. "Unless you tell me it's working."Dallas leaned back on his hands, stretching out his legs. He nestled one of his feet under Ford’s thigh, appreciative of the warmth his lover was always radiating. "You'll j
Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 59: the mating ceremony .As soon as they stepped out of the cave, the exposed skin of Dallas’s arms erupted in goosebumps. His ceremonial clothes weren’t as revealing as the transparent one he had been forced to wear back in the fall, and the night wasn’t that cold, but the small lingering nerves in Dallas’s body were enough to have him shivering slightly. However, Sean and Tan didn’t linger around the clearing for long. Dallas had just enough time to notice the glowing embers sitting in the firepit before Tan steered him away towards the woods.Once again, Dallas was reminded of when the omegas back in the former pack had handled him. As they travelled between the trees, he thought of how far he had come in so little time. Barely half a year ago, he had felt so powerless and on edge. Now, the walk filled him with a sense of power. He had chosen this path for himself. Yes, he had agreed to mate you know who on his own accord, but a choice made
Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 1: Ford .Ford grabbed his coffee off the commons table near the glass doors, ready to head to his first class. One of his slate-colored ear's twitched at the sudden boisterous laughter a couple table's over. He wasn't paying enough attention to know what they were talking about. His hearing is good enough though.That scared you. Shall we kill them? "No," Ford said underneath his breath. It's been two weeks. Let me out.Ford wanted to ridicule the statement, but he blushed instead, "Raze, i can't right now," He murmured as he placed his earbud's in to make it look like he was on the phone, "You know this." His Lycan's hum in response thrummed his chest and he flushed deeper. Raze had a mind of his own, he is one with Ford but also a separate, exceedingly more primal, part of him. Ford’s earliest memory of him was probably when he was thirteen. His parents didn't know a thing about Raze for all he knew. His parents though, weren't Lycan's, they
Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 2: Raze strikes again ."Raze," He started.Why do you resist me? Why must you let that hybrid live? "I-i" Ford shut his dorm door behind him. He injured us. Raze was thrashing about inside of him and it made Ford’s chest clench, barely stifling a pained gasp."You're too violent," He never really saw his dorm-mate. It was as empty now as it had been that morning.You would not be acting this way if it were not for HIM!Raze was commenting on his tears, his anxious demeanor. But he knew Raze probably didn't know what it meant to be an inferior sub-gender. “Raze i'm an omega i can't-" He choked as he made it to his room, stripping his clothes from his body to roll into his cover's when he stopped at the the cotton sweater momentarily. He caught a whiff of something different. Not bad, but rich, he'd... not noticed it before. It was raw and unforgiving to Ford’s nose. It was the smell of rain on a rather cloudy and gloomy afternoon, like wet bran
Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 3: Ford would do nothing.."Thank you."For?"Not killing Dallas, even if he did cross the line further than he ever has." Ford subconsciously reached up to feel at his scratches.I know you have feelings for him. We are one after all.Ford’s step faltered slightly, feeling odd becasue Raze has never said anything like before. "You can feel what i feel?"Yes. But i am glad i cannot know what you are thinking."What is that supposed to mean?" He chided. Raze was always calm, more manageable after a hunt.You species think too much of trivial matter's. I have witnessed it through your eye's."Oh," Was all Ford could say. Raze was right. everything was trivial yet so crucial to the structure of society and societal norms. In a fleeting thought he wondered what it'd be like to be more like Raze but brushed it off. Smiling fondly. He walked the rest of the way without really paying attention, continuing to talk with Raze to pass the time. Ford knew it
Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 4: But Ford could run. .Dallas stepped forward, Ford’s drink still in his hand as he clutched the smaller's chin and forcefully push his head to the side go get a better view.Your heart is pounding. Must I intervene?Dallas this close to him, touching him even this way was disastrous. He didn't reply to Raze because Dallas would just have more ammunition. He face felt like it was on fire and he just wanted to turn away and run, forget about all he had to do. The other‘s scent had been calming to him but right now he was burning from the inside out. And his heat should be a couple weeks away so Ford really didn't know what the issue was here."Do you always present yourself like this?"Ford blinked a couple time's, he didn't trust his voice one bit, but if he didn't respond then Dallas would get mad.“H-huh?"He yanked his hand away, thoroughly done scoping out his work, Ford’s iced-coffee was nearly empty, "Do you always present markings from ev
Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 6: is this .. allowed? .Dallas stares at him for a moment. He could feel it, see it past his sopping locks. Dallas wasn’t wearing a shirt. He saw movement but turned his head away moving his body with him. He didn’t want to face the other.Dallas was going to kill him, going to tear into him with those sharp claws and look down at his lifeless body with his obsidian eye’s. Ford knew. Ford accepted such a fate, one he couldn’t change.Out of his control, his hole leaked more, face flushing deeper out of impulse. But now, Dallas couldn’t see his face, he could see his back, his supple cheeks and more importantly his wanting hole. Ford hated how much his body wanted the younger, how much he wanted the younger even though Dallas was something he feared the most.Ford heard footsteps behind him, soft and calculated before the curtain closes behind him, “You’re right,” he heard Dallas call out, “Just some horny bitch. I’ll take him myself.” Then anoth
Rise of the Bullied Lycan.Chapter 7: asking for a death wish .Ford, dazed by sheer horniness and lack of concern for his safety, licked his lips and pressed his ass to Dallas’s cock letting the phallic member slip in between his soaked cheeks. His glide up made the the bulbous tip catch his hole, and he pressed inward, forcible stretching his hole to accommodate the girth and sucking the cock in by its own greedy demand. In one slow, surprising go he seated back just enough to feel the cock brush his prostate and began fucking himself on it. Raze was wrong. Raze didn’t know what Ford was thinking. Raze couldn’t help. Raze wouldn’t understand.Dallas let out a surprised moan,“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” His hole squelched between them and Ford felt no resistance by the hands on his ass. He rolled his hips back. And that in itself could’ve been a death wish but Ford’s shivering body couldn’t take it anymore. The small amount of friction had already made the omega