The Big Bad Wolf
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
17
Views:
26,776
Reviews:
80
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
4
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Penullus watched with amusement as some females dragged of with Las, saying that they wanted to fix some new clothes for him. They had scolded Penullus until his ears turned red about it. A mate to an alpha couldn’t walk around in the same robe two days in a row. Las had tried to tell them that he was fine and was going to make a new one himself, making the females jump up and drag him away to help him. Penullus could only smirk at Las when he turned to him to get some help. The glare he got made him change his mind. Almost. He waved and smiled and then turned around, ignoring Las desperate calls.
That Big Idiot! Las was right now standing on a small stool in his cloth! Around him four, or maybe five because he couldn’t count them, females ran round. The most humiliating was that they were all elder than him, a lot older, and they treated him like som pup. Apparently you became a grown up when you turned 17 here, not 15 like the dogs. They measured him, took pieces of fabric to compare to him and each other. One of the females was also standing on a stool and was fixing his hair. All because Pen had left him…
One of the females, her name was Em, held up a dark green robe with a wide golden belt. ”Why not this one?” Las looked at it and had to admit that it was a very nice robe. He didn’t want to show it so they could laugh about it so his just smiled and nodded. The females all jumped him with the robe.
After a couple of minutes they had fixed the arms and waist and stepped back.
”Las! You look…Amazing! I want to look so beautiful to!”
Las blushed and smiled. ”Em, I think you’re really beautiful too. And if I didn’t have Pen I would want a mate like you.”
Em blushed and turned her head away while the other females laughed. Las meant it. Em had long black hair and beautiful green eyes. They were dark green and Las found himself paralyzed every time their eyes met. After they were done he sat down and talked to them and learned some new things about the pack. Here you could mate like you wanted. Male with male, female with female, if you loved each other it didn’t matter. Everyone helped out in the village, even the pups. Females could hunt and males could look after the young. When you turned 17 you were free to mate and your parents couldn’t choose for you. It was normal that mates got their first pup when they turned 19, because they both needed experience in everything so the first two years they usually got to know each other, took care of pups or stayed in the village and helped. Las realized that it was a lot that wasn’t like home. There you mated after you turned 16, you got a pup as soon as you mated or tried to and it was always the females or the submissive male that stayed home. When he thought about it he also realized that he didn’t miss his old home. Here everyone treated him like a pack member, gave him food and they let him borrow clothes. He only missed Tan and his father, no one else. He thoughts came to Pen and he wanted to show him the robe he had gotten. He said his goodbyes and then ran away to find him.
The females watched him go and smiled. A big male came in right after Las had left and smiled at Em.
”He’s really cute, in that robe he looks like a female.”
”Well Em, you did choose a female robe so…” Em looked at her mate, Sabel, and smiled.
”He doesn’t know that. And if Pen laughes and tell him it’s Pen he’s going to hit. Not us.”
”You’re crule Em. But that’s what I like about you.”
”Thank you darling, I like you too.” They smiled and then Em pulled Sabel with her because she really wanted to see alpha Penullus reaction.
Penullus was sitting with the elder and talked about the contract with the dogs and also about the border. Some off the elders were worried that they would be attacked while Penullus and some others thought not. As long as Las stayd with them and was alive they wouldn’t try to do anything stupid. Soon the meeting ended in a truce and Penullus rushed out so no one could make him stay for a chat. He was a little worried about Las and how he must be feeling with the females.
”Pen!”
He smiled a little and turned to his left. Las was running towards him in a green robe and a golden belt. Every unmated wolf he ran by looked at him like he was a piece of meat. His hair had two small braids, the rest was loose, and they had green and golden beads in them. Then Penullus looked closer and realized that it was a female robe. When Las stopped before him and looked at him with a big smile and his hair down he really did look like a female. Penullus couldn't help but to laugh.
Las frowned when Penullus started to laugh. He looked down to see if there was something amiss. When he found nothing he looked up at Pen, who was still laughing.
”What’s so funny?”
Penullus stopped lauughing, barly, and leaned closer to Las with a smirk on his face. ”You do know that you’re not a female right or is it something you're not telling me?”
”What?”
”You’re wearing a female robe.”
”WHAT?” Las looked down at the robe. He didn’t see any difference but now his face flared red and he refused to look at Pen.
”I think it suites your feminine side. You look really-.”
He didn’t get further because Las hit him. Really hit him in the face. Penullus staggered back a couple of steps and looked at Las. Las qickly turned and started to quickly walked away. Penullus just stood there, holding his chin.
”It doesn’t look like he likes you alpha Penullus.”
Penullus turned his head and looked at the small wolf standing there. He looked like he was around 23-25 years old, with blue eyes and brown hair.
”You are?”
”Oh sorry dear alpha! My name is Roa, I’m Rikas’ older brother.”
In his head Penullus sighned. Rika was a 19 year old female that followed him around and wanted him to mate with her. He had refused. She wasn ’t really pretty and she was s real bitch. Always thinking that she was better than anyone else. That was one reason for Penullus to demand a mate from the dogs. So he wouldn't end up with her...
”Oh yeah. So, did you want something?”
”No, no. Just watching you and your little mate. Seems like he’s a bit spoiled and-”
”Sorry Roa, I don’t have time. Las is my mate and will be. I don’t want any other and I especially don’t want your sister.”
Without waiting for him to reply Penullus ran away, searching for Las. He found his scent and followed it to his hut. When he went inside he saw Las sitting there, trying to get the robe off and at the same time taking the braids and beads out.
”What are you doing?”
Las jumped when he heard Pen. But he quickly turned his back to him and kept trying to get it off.
”Hey, don’t do that.”
”Why not?! I look like a freaking female!”
”Well, it’s only a female robe.”
”You laughed!”
”That’s because I thought it was funny at first, but now I realize that you didn’t like it so.”
”So what? This is probably what you wanted-”
”What, how can you-”
”You don’t want a girly looking guy, you want a female with big breasts and-”
”Hold on Las, that’s not-”
”With big, fluffy breasts and a-”
”STOP IT!
Las shut up but kept trying to take the robe off. Penullus walked up to him and grabbed his hands. He then tugged him closer and held him in his lap.
”Las just stop and listen to me okay?”
Las slowly nodded and made himself comfortable.
”I don’t want you to look like a female. I admit that you looked like a female in this outfit but I would never try and make you one. You’re a male and I know that you’re not some weak one either.”
Penullus sighed and nuzzled his hair, making him shudder.
”I’m sorry, I’m going to talk to Em and the other females and get you a knew robe, or some pants and shirts if that’s what you want.”
Las thoght about it but then whispered a quiet robe. Penullus just nodded, petted his head and went outside to get it. Las stood up and slowly started to take the beads out and fix his hair back. He then successfully got the belt off and stepped out off the robe. He sat down with it hanging loosely around his shoulders.
(A female. A freaking female robe. I ran around the village in a female robe!)
He felt so humiliated. They must be talking to each other, laughing about him. Las really didn’t want to walk out again. They would probably laugh and taunt him. Like when he was younger and lived with a family in his old pack. He must have been 10 years old. The mother had dressed him up as a female and fixed his hair and forced him to walk around like that for a day because he had destroyed a chair in his room. Everyone hade laughed and after that people would tease him about him looking like a female. It had left a scar in his childhood and now it had come crashing back at him. Did he really look like a female? Did others see him like some weak young female? He saw something golden sway and he looked down at his hair. That was it. His hair, the long, golden hair. He quickly looked around, searching for a knife to cut it off.
Penullus quickly went to Em and got a black robe with golden leaves on and a black belt. He also got a green robe, a male one this time, as an apology. He quickly made his way back and went inside. When he saw Las sitting with a knife he didn’t even think before he jumped.
Las soon found a knife within Penullus things. He held the knife, hands trembling. If cutting his hair would make him more manly he would do it. The hair that he hadn’t cut because Tan thought it was beautiful. The hair he had inherit from his mother. The only thing that would…
Las didn’t get further with his thoughts before someone jumped him and pulled the knife away from him. He looked up at Penullus, tilting his head.
”I-Is so-something wrong?”
”Is something wrong?! Are you out of your mind?! Why would you do that?!”
”Because… If I cut it I won’t look like a female. Right?”
”What? Cut?”
…?
”Oh, I thought you were going to cut yourself, not your hair.”
”Oh.”
”Why would you cut it?”
”Because. I only had it long because Tan liked it. And… I got it from my mother. Tans’ father told me about it. My mother looked exactly like me, only she didn’t have such tanned skin. My father was this big male with tanned skin, blond hair and big blue eyes, also very good looking. They looked good together and they really loved each other. My father died in a war and my mother died giving birth to me. My father didn’t even know she was pregnent.”
Penullus stroked his back, while listening.
”I was living with different families every year. When I turned 15, and became an adult, I moved to my own place and lived my own life and-”
”Stop. You don’t have to say more.”
Penullus pulled him into a hug and put his head against his shoulder. At first Las sat stiffly against Penullus, but after a while he started to relax. He closed his eyes and put his arms around his neck. Penullus stood up with him and went over to the bed. He put Las down and made a move to leave but Las grabbed his hand.
”Stay?” Penullus looked down at Las but nodded and hugged him closer. They stayed in silence and Penullus watched Las fall alseep. He didn’t know how it happened but when Celio woke him up later he realized that they had slept for almost 4 hours and it was dark outside. Celio just quickly gave a report about the day, said goodnight and left. Penullus looked down at Las and smiled at him. Lying curled up against him looking like a pup.
Now that he thought about it Las was not even an adult in his eyes. He was 16, still a pup while Penullus himself was 19. The youngest alpha ever in their pack. If Las and he would mate and Las would become pregnant before he turned 17 Penullus would get a hard time convincing the elders to keep the pup. And he really didn’t want Las to get pregnant so early either, it wasn’t healthy for him or the pup. He squeezed him closer, getting a sleepy grunt from Las.
(Ah well, we’ll take it when that day come.)