Mirror Darkly

 

I was lucky Volkir had left to prepare to ‘set me right’ as he said. It gave me time not only to A. gawk at his expected and unexpected home and B. hide my pup. Be turned out to be harder than I anticipated as the jelly—legged fuzz ball wanted to follow me around like a mother duck and her duckling.

“Do you want to get eaten? Volkir will do it you know.” The pup whined but stayed in the basket I place him in, giving me a long forlorn look as I set the lid over it loosely. Hmm B is done now what about A? His home—or should I say den?, was an unexpectedly expected thing as I said a moment a go. By this I mean that it had the rough, stone with animal skin rugs and pillows as furniture look that I had expected from the city from the get go. And by unexpected I mean I had thought that prince of Versailles crap I had gone to first was the norm. Thank god—gods? I was wrong. Volkir walked back in with a jug of something. I eyed it pointedly.

“What is that?”

“A jar.” I rolled my eyes.

“What is in the jar?” he tipped it so I could see the substance inside. The pungent smelling oily looking substance sloshed with the jars movement. What the HELL was he going to do with that?!

“We will be fighting in the back, you skin is still tender this will prevent burns.” He chuckled at my look of distrust. Can you blame me? From the beginning it was either grope or punch, throw oil into that mix and you hardly get sand or sun protection.

“I am not putting that on.” But then I didnt have to—Volkir was quite happy to do it for me. Ulterior motive thy name is Volkir. He led me out to a sand filled hollow the size of a small pool. Hmm you know that sudden unexpected anger I had—and no I’m not talking about my normal personality. Ass. It was gone the second I was in that thing, replaced with that feeling of dread you get when you’re about to do something stupid.

Turns out the stupid thing I did was not agree to fight Volkir knowing that he can kick my ass, no it was trusting Volkir to actually try to kick my ass. What happened to destroying your enemies by making friends Lincoln? Volkir grabbed my elbow and twisted it forcing my head down to the sand. Why does he keep doing that?! Use a different mortal combat combo already my shoulders hurt. He forced one knee into the v of my legs making it impossible to break his hold.

“Fuck!” my muscles started cramping from the awkward position. My hair fell forward making it harder to see. Did that stop me from doing something no doubt stupid? No, not really. I took a blind swipe at Volkir to see if I could loosen his hold. What I got was a shift in position and a hard grind on my crotch. Shit. He shifted again and a high cry left my lips. Did I blush like a tomato when I heard the sound? Unfortunately yes. Volkir chuckled low in his throat, a raspy purr like noise as he slid a claw down my spine making me jump and shiver.

“Your aroused?” no that’s just knife I left in my skaa.

“What? No words of pomp? You were so vocal earlier.” Oh geeze he made me sound like a whore. He wrenched one of my arms down further with a hand and slit my skaa with the other.

“Why do you even bother to put me in clothes if you’re just going to ruin them?”

“Oh? And here I thought living with humans would have made you shy.” Note to self, Volkir takes things way to literal. I heard him sigh a pleased sort of sigh.

“You have a pleasing form.”

“One I would like to keep covered.” He chuckled, it seems I’m always making him laugh. My shoulders started to ache from the pressure put on them. I slid my knees apart doing an odd half split to roll away from the fiery eyed Volkir.  But he would have nothing to do with it—snaking an arm around my waist. That little move caused him to press against my bare ass. He was hard.

“You wouldn’t.” he would

“Fuck you!” I jerked away from the huge thing.

“I intend to.” He grabbed my cock, hard. Fuck. He pushed two fingers in one harsh thrust. Blood making them squelch were his claws bit tender flesh. I hissed clamping down on the intruding fingers.

“Relax I can’t open you this way.” I glared at him

“Damn you.” I made another embarrassing noise at the pleasure pain sensation.

“Already been done.” His voice was amused, low and almost tender. “Relax” he nipped and lapped at my lower back making me sigh. Surprisingly he let go of my elbow letting me twist and pull away. Unsurprisingly he straddled my hips instead.

“Damn you.” I punched him. He caught my fist and brought it to his lips to kiss.

“Can’t you think of something better?” he petted my stomach with light fingers waiting for me to let my guard down. I felt myself purr, that is, until he pulled my legs over his shoulder. Fuck.

“Don’t squeeze you tight I can’t get in.” he licked at my thigh making me arch and let loose another of those embarrassing moans before sliding in deep. He growled and bit the place he just licked. He started thrusting claws scratching carelessly..

            “Why are you doing this?” I gasped

“Why? Because I want to.” His sword callused hands gripped my knees hard enough to bruise before moving one to jack me off. I shouted at the unexpected contact spraying cum all over my abdomen. He thrust a few more times then emptied himself inside with spurts of liquid fire. He leaned over me as he pulled out, our skin covered in cum, sand and sweat.

“See that wasn’t so bad” he kissed away a tear that had rolled down my face.

“I’m going to kill you.”