shameless porn
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maderrWould have posted sooner, but various distractions =_= only two of them pleasant. Oh, Archie Goodwin, I do love you.
NWS. DwtD Dragons. Pack. Tori/Kip
Unbeta'd. Apologies.
Kipling went still as he exited the bakery, pleasure in the cookies he'd bought Sie and Ril drowned out by the scent of wolves.
Wolves he knew.
He jerked his head up and looked – there, half a block down. Matt and Cory. The Second and Third Candidates of Pack Blue. His chest twisted with old pain. They were cousins but could be brothers. Handsome. Strawberry blonde with the signature Blue eyes. Strong, smart, confident. They were perfect Candidates. Once upon a time, he'd wanted each for his mate. He'd pined after Matt first, then Cory. Both had rejected him. Neither had been particularly kind about it.
Kip turned away and strode quickly down the street to the private parking garage where Tori had put their car. Usually they called for a car, but Tori had been in the mood to do the driving himself today.
He wished Tori were here now. Not for protection, Kip was more than capable of holding his own for at least a bit against the two wolves. Living with dragons had only honed his not inconsiderable skill.
No, he just wanted Tori's presence. To show his former pack, these wolves which had rejected him, that he did not need them and that they could not possibly compare to what he had now. He flushed, suddenly overwhelmed by images of what he did have. Growling, because it was the wrong time to think of such things, he ducked into the garage and made for the car.
They were behind him and closing swiftly, but there was no scent of danger. He didn't want to talk to them – but he was no coward. Carefully stowing the cookies away in the car, he slammed the door shut and turned around to confront the two wolves. "What do you want?"
Both looked at him in shock, nostrils flared, eyes slightly dilated. Matt, the slightly taller of the two, spoke. "You're mated. You also smell of dragon…dragons?" His nose wrinkled as he tried to puzzle the scent out. "Is it true what Alpha said? About twin dragons?"
"It's none of your business," Kip snapped, because it wasn't. Anyway, he wasn't exactly mated. Well, Tori had definitely staked a claim, and they may as well be, but Tori had never acknowledged that was how Kip regarded him, though in all fairness Kip had never worked up the nerve to say that was how he felt about Tori.
He could, he knew. But Tori was an Owner, which far surpassed Alpha even if Alphas would never admit it. Not just an Owner, either, but one who controlled twin steel dragons. He'd brought Kip in to be their playmate. Which was fine. He loved his new life, his new pack. Sie and Ril would do anything for him, and he'd gladly do anything for them. But being a wolf's mate could not possibly compare to that, so he preferred not to bring the subject up. Everything was fine as it was.
And none of it was anyone else's business, least of all Blue's.
Cory frowned. "We just wanted to know you were doing well, Kip. You're sorely missed back home."
"I doubt it," Kip snarled.
"We miss you," Matt said softly, but firmly. Once, Kip would have listened to the unspoken order to calm down that lay in that voice. No more.
He started to tell them to go to hell when another voice, deep and rich, laced with steel, spoke up. "No," Tori said, stopping just behind the two wolves, making them jump.
Kip realized he'd been more upset than he thought, if he hadn't heard or smelled or even seen Tori approach.
Tori moved around them to stand behind Kip, wrapping one arm around his waist, tugging until Kip was flush against his long, lean body. "No," he said again, "you came to see what you were missing."
"What?" Matt snarled the word, tone defensive.
Kip could hear the smirk as Tori spoke again. "You could have had this," he said, and Kip gasped as a hand abruptly cupped his cock through his jeans, bucking in surprise, cheeks going hot. Tori's other hand shoved beneath his shirt, fingers stroking his stomach, and the cool air of the parking garage made him shiver as it washed over his skin.
"Passed the pretty Kip up, realized your mistake too late." Tori chuckled low in Kip's ear, hands only growing more evil and distracting.
The air was suddenly saturated with lust, making him shake and groan with it, but he could not get away from it, could only obey the tacit order to stay put and endure Tori's maddening touches. He could not have looked at Matt and Cory if he'd wanted, every last bit of him focused only on his Alpha. His mate. He groaned, head falling back against Tori's shoulder as he gave up entirely, cheeks burning but unable to help himself as he writhed beneath the torment.
Teeth bit down on the lobe of his right ear, making him moan. "Sexy, isn't he?" Tori asked, voice still maddeningly calm as he spoke to the other wolves. "Utterly fuckable. He showed up on my land ripe for the taking. Blue is a pack of fools to let this slip away."
Kip barely muffled a shout as his jeans were suddenly opened and a hot hand shoved inside to grab him, Tori squeezing and stroking and now he did let out a hoarse shout, because it was not nearly enough and there was too much lust in the air and – he growled deep, shaking with need, wishing desperately that Tori would do more.
"Sensual, this one," Tori continued, and distantly Kip realized this was about torturing the interlopers, not him, but damn it. "Made for passion, made to crave it, and you passed it up. He could have been yours to love. To fuck. Instead of claiming him, you drove him away. Your loss." That satisfied smirk in his voice was stronger than ever. "Or maybe you sensed you could never measure up. He is kept happy and satisfied by an Owner and two dragons. The idea you could match that is laughable. Perhaps you always sensed you could never be what he needs."
Angry snarls washed over Kip as if from far away, because even lost in a haze of lust he knew no one would challenge Tori. No wolf would disobey the will of something so dominant as an Owner.
"Get lost," Tori said, the command in his voice final. The wolves fled.
The hand on his cock vanished, and Kip started to whimper but in the next moment he was pushed up against the car, jeans and boxers shoved out of the way. Warm lips pressed a kiss to his shoulder, the back of his neck, and then suddenly Tori was pressing inside him and Kip moaned loud and long.
Only the fact the dragons had played with him shortly before they'd left let him take Tori in with little more than a slight burn. He panted as Tori stopped fully inside him. A hand reached between Kip and the car to take his cock, stroking him firmly as Tori at last began to move inside him, fast and hard and sure.
"Pretty Kip," Tori breathed in his ear, his voice pure sex all on its own. "They're still watching you," he continued. "Wishing they were the ones fucking and claiming you, knowing they never will be because I'm your mate, aren't I?"
It was more than Kip could take, and he came hard enough the world went white, and vaguely he wondered if he'd managed to bite back his scream because they were in a parking garage and oh fuck he was not thinking about it. The feel of Tori coming, pulsing inside him, flooding him with heat, mercifully banished all his thought again.
Before he could fully regain control of his breathing, Tori turned him around and set him to rights, then kissed him long and slow. Somewhere in the back of his mind, it occurred to him he'd just made a mess of the car—he cut the thought off before he died from embarrassment.
Kip nuzzled his throat when Tori broke the kiss, feeling suddenly shy. "I didn't think you knew…or maybe didn't want…"
Tori hugged him tight. "It only recently occurred to me perhaps I should be more explicit in stating I knew. Dragons aren't as inclined to speak, and I forget sometimes that not everyone is like that. I'm sorry; I just took it for understood. As smug and arrogant and bossy as I tend to be, I would have been annoyed and confused if you hadn't chosen me as your mate."
Laughing, because he realized now that was true, Kip kissed him briefly. He smiled sheepishly as he pulled away. "You have dragons. What's a wolf compared to that? I was content with things as they were."
"What's a wolf?" Tori asked. "Beautiful. Fuckable. Edible, really. Easy to fall in love with." He punctuated each statement with a sharp biting kiss, leaving Kip breathless and nearly dizzy.
"Oh," Kip said softly. He smiled. "You three are everything." Especially Tori, and the dragons would agree, because Tori was the center of them all. Owner and lover. Alpha and mate.
"Mmm," Tori murmured, pleased, tilting Kip's head to take a deep and thorough kiss. "I should have called for a driver. Then I could make you ride me in the backseat on the way home."
Kip shuddered and realized he found that idea far too appealing.
Tori smirked, then pulled out his phone.
NWS. DwtD Dragons. Pack. Tori/Kip
Unbeta'd. Apologies.
Kipling went still as he exited the bakery, pleasure in the cookies he'd bought Sie and Ril drowned out by the scent of wolves.
Wolves he knew.
He jerked his head up and looked – there, half a block down. Matt and Cory. The Second and Third Candidates of Pack Blue. His chest twisted with old pain. They were cousins but could be brothers. Handsome. Strawberry blonde with the signature Blue eyes. Strong, smart, confident. They were perfect Candidates. Once upon a time, he'd wanted each for his mate. He'd pined after Matt first, then Cory. Both had rejected him. Neither had been particularly kind about it.
Kip turned away and strode quickly down the street to the private parking garage where Tori had put their car. Usually they called for a car, but Tori had been in the mood to do the driving himself today.
He wished Tori were here now. Not for protection, Kip was more than capable of holding his own for at least a bit against the two wolves. Living with dragons had only honed his not inconsiderable skill.
No, he just wanted Tori's presence. To show his former pack, these wolves which had rejected him, that he did not need them and that they could not possibly compare to what he had now. He flushed, suddenly overwhelmed by images of what he did have. Growling, because it was the wrong time to think of such things, he ducked into the garage and made for the car.
They were behind him and closing swiftly, but there was no scent of danger. He didn't want to talk to them – but he was no coward. Carefully stowing the cookies away in the car, he slammed the door shut and turned around to confront the two wolves. "What do you want?"
Both looked at him in shock, nostrils flared, eyes slightly dilated. Matt, the slightly taller of the two, spoke. "You're mated. You also smell of dragon…dragons?" His nose wrinkled as he tried to puzzle the scent out. "Is it true what Alpha said? About twin dragons?"
"It's none of your business," Kip snapped, because it wasn't. Anyway, he wasn't exactly mated. Well, Tori had definitely staked a claim, and they may as well be, but Tori had never acknowledged that was how Kip regarded him, though in all fairness Kip had never worked up the nerve to say that was how he felt about Tori.
He could, he knew. But Tori was an Owner, which far surpassed Alpha even if Alphas would never admit it. Not just an Owner, either, but one who controlled twin steel dragons. He'd brought Kip in to be their playmate. Which was fine. He loved his new life, his new pack. Sie and Ril would do anything for him, and he'd gladly do anything for them. But being a wolf's mate could not possibly compare to that, so he preferred not to bring the subject up. Everything was fine as it was.
And none of it was anyone else's business, least of all Blue's.
Cory frowned. "We just wanted to know you were doing well, Kip. You're sorely missed back home."
"I doubt it," Kip snarled.
"We miss you," Matt said softly, but firmly. Once, Kip would have listened to the unspoken order to calm down that lay in that voice. No more.
He started to tell them to go to hell when another voice, deep and rich, laced with steel, spoke up. "No," Tori said, stopping just behind the two wolves, making them jump.
Kip realized he'd been more upset than he thought, if he hadn't heard or smelled or even seen Tori approach.
Tori moved around them to stand behind Kip, wrapping one arm around his waist, tugging until Kip was flush against his long, lean body. "No," he said again, "you came to see what you were missing."
"What?" Matt snarled the word, tone defensive.
Kip could hear the smirk as Tori spoke again. "You could have had this," he said, and Kip gasped as a hand abruptly cupped his cock through his jeans, bucking in surprise, cheeks going hot. Tori's other hand shoved beneath his shirt, fingers stroking his stomach, and the cool air of the parking garage made him shiver as it washed over his skin.
"Passed the pretty Kip up, realized your mistake too late." Tori chuckled low in Kip's ear, hands only growing more evil and distracting.
The air was suddenly saturated with lust, making him shake and groan with it, but he could not get away from it, could only obey the tacit order to stay put and endure Tori's maddening touches. He could not have looked at Matt and Cory if he'd wanted, every last bit of him focused only on his Alpha. His mate. He groaned, head falling back against Tori's shoulder as he gave up entirely, cheeks burning but unable to help himself as he writhed beneath the torment.
Teeth bit down on the lobe of his right ear, making him moan. "Sexy, isn't he?" Tori asked, voice still maddeningly calm as he spoke to the other wolves. "Utterly fuckable. He showed up on my land ripe for the taking. Blue is a pack of fools to let this slip away."
Kip barely muffled a shout as his jeans were suddenly opened and a hot hand shoved inside to grab him, Tori squeezing and stroking and now he did let out a hoarse shout, because it was not nearly enough and there was too much lust in the air and – he growled deep, shaking with need, wishing desperately that Tori would do more.
"Sensual, this one," Tori continued, and distantly Kip realized this was about torturing the interlopers, not him, but damn it. "Made for passion, made to crave it, and you passed it up. He could have been yours to love. To fuck. Instead of claiming him, you drove him away. Your loss." That satisfied smirk in his voice was stronger than ever. "Or maybe you sensed you could never measure up. He is kept happy and satisfied by an Owner and two dragons. The idea you could match that is laughable. Perhaps you always sensed you could never be what he needs."
Angry snarls washed over Kip as if from far away, because even lost in a haze of lust he knew no one would challenge Tori. No wolf would disobey the will of something so dominant as an Owner.
"Get lost," Tori said, the command in his voice final. The wolves fled.
The hand on his cock vanished, and Kip started to whimper but in the next moment he was pushed up against the car, jeans and boxers shoved out of the way. Warm lips pressed a kiss to his shoulder, the back of his neck, and then suddenly Tori was pressing inside him and Kip moaned loud and long.
Only the fact the dragons had played with him shortly before they'd left let him take Tori in with little more than a slight burn. He panted as Tori stopped fully inside him. A hand reached between Kip and the car to take his cock, stroking him firmly as Tori at last began to move inside him, fast and hard and sure.
"Pretty Kip," Tori breathed in his ear, his voice pure sex all on its own. "They're still watching you," he continued. "Wishing they were the ones fucking and claiming you, knowing they never will be because I'm your mate, aren't I?"
It was more than Kip could take, and he came hard enough the world went white, and vaguely he wondered if he'd managed to bite back his scream because they were in a parking garage and oh fuck he was not thinking about it. The feel of Tori coming, pulsing inside him, flooding him with heat, mercifully banished all his thought again.
Before he could fully regain control of his breathing, Tori turned him around and set him to rights, then kissed him long and slow. Somewhere in the back of his mind, it occurred to him he'd just made a mess of the car—he cut the thought off before he died from embarrassment.
Kip nuzzled his throat when Tori broke the kiss, feeling suddenly shy. "I didn't think you knew…or maybe didn't want…"
Tori hugged him tight. "It only recently occurred to me perhaps I should be more explicit in stating I knew. Dragons aren't as inclined to speak, and I forget sometimes that not everyone is like that. I'm sorry; I just took it for understood. As smug and arrogant and bossy as I tend to be, I would have been annoyed and confused if you hadn't chosen me as your mate."
Laughing, because he realized now that was true, Kip kissed him briefly. He smiled sheepishly as he pulled away. "You have dragons. What's a wolf compared to that? I was content with things as they were."
"What's a wolf?" Tori asked. "Beautiful. Fuckable. Edible, really. Easy to fall in love with." He punctuated each statement with a sharp biting kiss, leaving Kip breathless and nearly dizzy.
"Oh," Kip said softly. He smiled. "You three are everything." Especially Tori, and the dragons would agree, because Tori was the center of them all. Owner and lover. Alpha and mate.
"Mmm," Tori murmured, pleased, tilting Kip's head to take a deep and thorough kiss. "I should have called for a driver. Then I could make you ride me in the backseat on the way home."
Kip shuddered and realized he found that idea far too appealing.
Tori smirked, then pulled out his phone.
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Date: 2007-06-29 01:46 am (UTC)If you click the dragon tag, that should bring up all the stories ^__^