King was sprawled out on top of the cage Agent had put him in. He had nicked a piece of the badge off of the small tom who wanted to be a no-fur and picked the lock quite a while ago. He'd considered surprising his captor by acting like nothing was amiss.
But he soon got bored waiting and decided on a different approach. Daddy was getting some relief.
Laying back and stroking his cock slowly, King tried to imagine a nameless demon desperate to please him. The Black Devil was not about to put Agent in the role, even in harmless fantasy. At least not yet. It was a dangerous train of thought. He could not match wits with a creature with such odd ways of thinking if he was thinking with his dick.
So, he chose to slip into the routine of being the one that punished or, in reality, the one who gave souls and demons alike what they expected, what they wanted. He slipped into a delicious torture fantasy where some young wide-eyed demon - who absolutely did not look anyt
Sweet mercy, he wanted King. Agent wanted to lean into the tom's invitation. To let someone stronger than him take him over and make everything else disappear. And King was definitely tom enough to do it. But giving in right now, like this, would be the worst idea ever. So instead of letting King have his way, Agent deflected the hot feelings spiraling down his spine into his betraying seeding pocket by laughing in thedevil's face. "D-daddy? Oh, gods." Agent leaned back, putting a bit of distance between them. He wiped an imaginary tear from his eye. "Does that line ever work?" "Hardly a line. I'm just giving you the word you can use withwhatever you need to beg for that will get you the quickest response." Moving like lightning, King was looming over Agent now. "So you expect me to call you Daddy and beg you to... what exactly?"Agent was pushing against his own limits even as he toyed with King's. He did not like it
It was a small bite but it did break the skin enough for Doll to get a taste of Hades's blood. He moved away from the tom's cock and looked up at him licking his lips. "You taste different than the others."His shaking hand reached to touch the light bleed on the side of Hades's erection. Pulling back his finger, the no-fur slid his tongue along it in a way that showed his body hadn't forgotten how to drive a tom wild."I want more of you." Doll stood to his full height using one hand to stroke Hades as he sank his two sets of fangs into the place where the tom's neck met his shoulder."Merciful gods," Hades muttered. His paws that had gripped Doll's shoulders to push him away instead pulled him closer. "That feels better than it should."Doll couldn't agree more. Now in the mindset of the hungry monster Agent had awoken in him, he remembered draining the no-furs he'd been locked up with. They had a stale taste and no amount of blood made him feel satiate
The hungry kiss from his no-fur riled up something deep inside Hades. Memories bubbled to the surface of his mind, unwelcome ones that made him snarl again. Hades dropped to his knees, bearing the no-fur down to the hard surface of the bridge. He drove his cock into the small body under him, trying to forget what the magick from the stinging nettles was draggingup.The beloved face of his Doll, going soft with pleasure, was replaced with another no-fur. Another face that had tried to make him believe that he was feeling pleasure. Another no-fur rocked his hips up to take all of Hades's cock, locking his legs around the tom's waist in a desperate need to be filled with his seed.Like most toms, Hades had been raised by his sire to understand that no-furs existed for a very specific set of reasons. They were meant for fucking and breeding. They existed to be used by toms.But even more than that, Hades and all other young toms were taught that no-furs were h
How did he get him to understand? Hades was not matching the Black-fur in the intense albeit vague memories Doll was seeing and feeling now. He was a perfect matchfor the Doll in the vision.He should fit with Hades. He knew how they held each other sacred and their rough play was filled with passion and awareness of the other. No, it wasn't gentle but it was so beyond just a tom rutting a no-fur or a no-fur satisfying a tom.Was he not good enough for that? Was the real Doll so much better? Was there some way to convince the tom that he was just as special as his Doll?There was fear he just couldn't keep out of his voice. "Am I no different than the others? You once spoke of me as if I were otherworldly.""You remember?" Hades froze, leaning close as he spoke. "Do you remember me? Us?"The no-fur wasn't sure how to answer. Did he remember being Doll? No, all he had was the memories of Hades devastating Doll with his passion and devotion. All
Hades reached for the harness hanging from the bridge with a shaking paw. Doll did not know what the harness was used for. From what little Doll had told him about his past, the no-fur was one of the lucky, sheltered ones who were raised on a non-government farm and sold on the private market. It was probably because of his rare talent with flowers. Some rich families kept stables of no-furs with various skills and not always for sexual use.The mobster Liam had used Doll as a decorator most of the time. The no-fur had only been asked to entertain Liam's shady younger cousin Gran and occasional visitors who didn't fancy any of the other no-furs in their stable. According to what he'd told Hades in one of those few moments they had to talk, Doll had been taken to a farm after being taken off the streets where Hades had met him when Doll was a child and Hades was not much older.Doll did not remember either of his parents or any littermates he might have, nothing b
31"Tell me, son of all our secrets, have you come to honor me? Is this the pilgrimage you have been avoiding for so long?"The huge eerie eyes that had appeared in the wall bore down on Jinx, awaiting his response with a toothy smirk that was growing in size. Before the Orangelo could answer, it opened its gaping maw and swallowed Wound whole, sucking the demon into the rockface, and smiled again after licking its lips.Flopping down on his ass, Jinx looked at the apparition with a mix of resignation and annoyance."Look, I'm here for a purpose that has nothing to do with honoring my bloodline or completing any sort of lost heir quest. Whatever you're thinking about trying to get out of me, know that I left to avoid all of that and I am not here of my own will. I have a goal. I have a purpose. It has nothing to do with you or the god you serve."Jinx leaned forward, grabbing his ankles and staring straight
King slept like he hadn't in centuries. Agent had no need to stab him with the needle to send him into an almost comatose state this time. He dreamed, nothing complicated, nothing he would remember for long after he awoke. But they were the dreams of a tom that wasn't trying to live up to the expectations put on a God.Not that he was thrilled with any of this as he woke up in the bed where he had let Agent beat him at his own game. He was going to have to watch himself. That kit - and all mortals were kits when you were as old as King - was conniving and charismaticallymanipulative in a way King wasn't sure he was ready to take on. Based on what happened with Agent last night, he might be outmatched.Where was the little bastard? King started to rise when he noticed he was sleeping on bedding that had been changed and he smelled like he had been bathed while he slept. How the hell long had he been out this time? And what was with the royal treatment?The
"If that's what you want." Agent answered, not sure that he liked the fluttery feeling that King's words set off in his stomach.He couldn't let the tom get control. He had to keep him off guard. He put both hands on King's chest and pushed, using all of his body weight to topple the tom. Agent laid his body out on top of King's and fiercely kissed him. The size difference was going to be a problem if he wanted to assert physical dominance over the Black-fur. But there were other ways to take control, as King had already learned."What do you want?" King purred as he did nothing to discourage Agent or restrict his actions."I want to fuck." Agent answered him. Was the tom brain-damaged? Wasn't he getting the hint? Maybe he just wanted to hear the words. He seemed to like words. "I want to use your body to get off. And if I like what you do, I might let you use mine for the same.""You've admitted more than you think." Now the tom made his move as he grabb
Epilogue - Part 2Shadwell Sebastien Woolsey, also known as Hades, stomped in out of the rain, shaking it off his fur before he went any further into the house than the entry hall.He could hear the commotion in the main room. It was the kind of overwhelming noise only two bunnies, one large Northern Forest tom, a cosmic entity, and ten kits could make. It was the sound of a happy home, one that Hades had never dared to dream he could have. After his own rough upbringing with a sire who was embarrassed to be a Black-fur and an anonymous no-fur father, Hades had long since put aside any thoughts of being a sire himself.But his mates had changed all of that and helped him to realize he wasn't afraid of being a sire. He was just afraid of being his sire. Hades didn't feel shame about his fur color nor that of any of his many, many kits. He didn't think he was capable of feeling this much love. Though, he was grateful to Ink who had given both of the omega bunnies anti-pregnancy Marks. T
Epilogue - Part 1Guru hadn't been back to the Mousetrap since its renovations or since his kits with Spitfire were born. With all the little ones around and a very grumpy ginger-furred bunny to deal with, he'd barely left the mansion where himself, Spitfire, Doll, and Hades now resided.There was definitely a touch of Chaos everywhere he looked. A few booths sat at a slightly less than 45 degree angle and had straps like a carnival ride. No doubt when the bar was open those were full first from the novelty of it. Then there was the tricked-out pie case. Guru salivated a little, having heard from his mate Hades all about the supposedly world-famous pies.Jinx didn't have time to make them anymore so he'd begun to teach his brother Ink. Today appeared to be one of those sessions as Jinx was snatching a knife away from his paler brother and grousing about the proper way to cut certain fruits.The big Blonde tom put a paw around the other bunny in his life, his sweet Doll. Who looked esp
Everything was quiet for the first time in what felt like a lifetime.Spitfire sat down where he was, in the middle of the rubble left from fighting so many automa-toms and Agent's Hares. This part of Atlas City was wrecked. He wondered what it looked like outside of the battle barrier they had erected. Was Guru's mansion still okay? Did they still have a home?A ripple of auric energy told him Cosmo was on his way, having secured the collapsing bridge. Good, that was good. He needed to bond with his avatar mate to recover his god aura properly. But for now, since the battle was done, Spitfire was going back inside to see Doll and the kits. He needed to check on them. Something about this silence didn't feel... natural.Cosmo's voice in his mind assured Spitfire that it was not. Time had been frozen by a god and until it restarted, only the deities would be able to function.Spitfire wondered how long it would be before he knew how to do that. It was a pretty cool trick.He stood, stre
The ten of swords was not a magick to use lightly. Jinx had never actually cast that card before. He had been warned, repeatedly, that there were cards in the deck he was given that took as much as they gave. The pinnacle of the swords suit was one of those cards.Clutching his bleeding paw against his chest, Jinx drew one long breath after another. Everything smelled awful, the air was so thick with blood that he could taste it. He was certain that there was screaming all around him, but he couldn't hear it over the roar in his ears.He'd finally managed to end this stupid battle. He was the undisputed God of Chaos now. Jinx could feel it in his bones, right down in his soul. The power was flowing out of Agent's body as quickly as the blood that was pooling under both their paws."The kits..." Jinx's enemy was croaking out a few last words. "Are they safe?"Jinx's eyes followed Agent's weak attempt to reach out. There was a wavering shield, made up of th
Liar.The word kept echoing in Agent's head and in the air around him. The Demon was lying to him. They were made of lies and deceit, after all. There was no way King had pined for him for all those years. Tricksy had made a huge mistake when he'd tried to create the Innehavre bond. He'd killed a young no-fur, but it wasn't just any no-fur. He'd killed the oldest of his and King's litter. Stripped his soul bare and left the tom who loved him to take the blame.King had to know what happened to their kit. Both of them kept an eye on the three no-furs who were theirs. They couldn't help it. They were parents, after all. They worried.But throwing himself into the reincarnation cycle was the only way to make sure that the Innehavre bonds continued. Tricksy needed to sacrifice time and his own connection to King to the ancient powers that gave him his powers as the God of Chaos. Those beings, older than any god who now walked the earth, had changed who he was. Made him the God of Chaos an
*****Author Note - be warned, this chapter has the loss of a newborn in it ********If Priest so much as suggested movement, Doll growled at him and threaten his life. Ink seemed to be less in a hurry to take the small bundle from his arms.The no-fur cooed and cuddled the tiny, tiny form. "Hush, my kit. It will be alright. Your Daddy is right here and I'm not going to let anyone hurt you."In his head, Doll knew the smallest of his kits was gone. In his heart, he couldn't part with the sweet grey and white striped tom kit. He heard him release one small, strangled cry before Ink started swearing and Priest turned to try to revive the poor little dear before handing him to Ink and not turning around presumably so Doll didn't see his tears.Ink had said words... Sorry and hold him... Doll didn't really hear them all over the roaring in his head as he was handed the still kit.He kissed the babe's forehead, his tears unchecked. "I'm sorry, little one. I didn't get to let you grow. I tho
Lexi was enraged. At his clever attackers and at himself. He had headed straight back to the bar when he caught a glimpse of tufted ears and the skin of a no-fur neck.Deciding rather than join the fight against the automa-toms, he would capture and defeat the one controlling them, the Demon began to stalk Agent. As he'd gotten closer, the image of Agent began to fade away.A bolt of what had to be Chaos magick slammed into him, sending Lexi flipping end over end. When he'd started to push himself off the ground, Lexi was in his least powerful form, that of a green tom.Having no idea what auric power his tom form had as it wasn't a glamour any more, Lexi could barely summon any energy to mold and was no match for a trio of Tawny-furs that had thrown some kind of aura-draining net over him.Now he struggled to escape the net while the Tawnys had just fucked off.Muttering to himself, Lexi considered what the trap had meant. "Does Agent think I'm so easily beaten? No, he's like super s
Hades found himself alone with Doll again and he wasn't sure what to do. He was holding his hand, muttering encouragement, but that felt like nothing.Spitfire had experience with this stuff and Guru was able to ease Doll's nerves with his singing. Ink and Priest, though they were practically strangers, were doing more for Doll than he could manage. Maybe he should join Jinx and Spitfire outside. He was good at fighting. But that meant leaving Doll and Hades wasn't sure he was ready."Look at them, pretty baby," Hades whispered, nodding his head towards the line of bins where their kits were bundled up and mewling, an occasional wail comingfrom one of them. "It's hard to believe that this is really happening.""I can't wait to hold each one in my arms." Doll let his head fall back on the soft blanket. "Or see all of you cuddle them. Although I will be glad to rest, I still feel there's a somebody or two in there. But they seem quiet for now." His no-fur's
Arriving after three of the kits had been born, Spitfire took a moment to check on them before he grabbed Doll's hand and leaned close to talk to him."Look at how good you're doing, sweetheart. Three of our kits are already in the world." Spitfire stroked Doll's sweaty hair. "I know, this is awful. It feels like it will never end, but you are nearly done."The new Black Devil turned to look at Ink, who was acting as the birthing doctor. "How many more are there? He is nearly done, right?""There's at least one more. But without an ultrasound, I can't say for sure." Ink replied, already coaxing out a fourth kit."Little one so big." Doll sounded exhausted. He leaned his head against Spitfire. "But he looks just like Guru, my beloved. Only completely White-fur and with my copper eyes. He's gonna be trouble. This one is kicking a lot but much smaller.""They're all going to be trouble, I think." Spitfire nuzzled the side of Doll's face. The thundering sounds of battle from outside were