Past-Part Fills Post 1 -- CLOSED
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He was in the woods. The moon hung low in the sky, silvery and pale, but despite the dim lighting, Alfred could see perfectly. Better than usual in fact. He could make out the veins of the leaves on the trees, see every pebble on the ground in crystal clarity. Everything was so beautiful, so clear. There seemed to be endless places to explore and things to find. The entirety of the woods was his, and he had never felt so free. In the distance, he heard someone calling, but not with words.
“Come with us...”
Entranced, Alfred faced towards the luring call like a moth to the flame. He had to find the source. Just as he was about to run off, he felt a hand grab his. Immediately, he turned.
It was Arthur. The wererabbit's cheeks were flushed a lovely red, something that Alfred never realized was appealing until that moment. Something about that color on Arthur's face made Alfred's insides twist with want.
“Don't go,” Arthur whispered, his green eyes downcast, “I'll die if you go.”
“Then come with me,” Alfred responded, gripping his mentor closer to him. At this distance, Arthur smelled good, like honey, clover, and the tea he drank. Alfred moaned in need as the want within him built.
Arthur shook his head, his eyes wide with fear (Alfred wondered why he had never noticed how green Arthur's eyes were before) and the distant cry grew closer.
“Come, come, come...”
Arthur pulled at Alfred's hand, “Don't go.”
Suddenly, that distant cry was against Alfred's ear, close and personal.
“Come. You were born for this.”
“No!” Arthur cried and something inside of Alfred snapped. Arthur's voice...it sounded so delectable.
Arthur gasped in horror as Alfred leaned in and ripped out the rabbit's throat with his teeth.
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Alfred awoke with a gasp. A nightmare. Just a nightmare. Quietly, Alfred headed to Arthur's room and found the older man sleeping and safe. Carefully, Alfred slid himself into the bed next to Arthur, making sure not to disturb the older blond. While Alfred had long grown out of needing parental comforting after each nightmare, this time was a bit different. Alfred wanted to know that Arthur was safe.
Arthur was murmuring in his sleep again. He wasn't quite sure, but Alfred swore he heard his name fall from Arthur's lips. Feeling a bit reckless, Alfred's knuckles fondly brushed Arthur's nose. Alfred had to hold back a chuckle when Arthur's nose twitched a little, just like a real rabbit's. In his sleep, a soft smile touched Arthur's normally stern features. Alfred grinned. At least one of them was having pleasant dreams.
“Arthur,” Alfred whispered, nudging the wererabbit gently, “Arthur, wake up.”
Arthur stirred a bit but did not wake.
“Al,” Arthur murmured, sleep slurring his words, “Alfred...”
Suddenly, Arthur's arms came around Alfred and pulled the blue-eyed teen close. The older man's face burrowed into Alfred's collarbone, a soft sigh of contentment falling from Arthur's lips. Alfred in the meantime felt a blush work its way onto his face, especially when he felt Arthur's groin rub against his thigh. It figured that Alfred would have to crawl into Arthur's bed on a night that the rabbit was having one of those dreams.
Alfred sighed and resigned himself to the dry humping. He knew Arthur meant nothing from it. Arthur was a horny bastard, but that was only expected considering his species. It wasn't as if Arthur held any romantic feelings towards Alfred, seeing as the rabbit still viewed Alfred as a child. The elder was simply lost in dreams. But as he listened to the sleep-filled moans and felt the unconscious hip movements, Alfred couldn't help but become aroused. It was terribly frustrating to have to lay there and be unable to do anything about the tightness in his trousers.
Alfred turned his head slightly to get a better look at Arthur's face. To Alfred's delight, Arthur's skin was flushed a perfect rose red, just like how it was in the younger man's dream, before it had spiraled down into horror. And Arthur's neck...so graceful and pale...Alfred wanted to mark it up.
Unknowingly, blue eyes flashed and a bestial growl rumbled in Alfred's chest as his fingers brushed across Arthur's neck.
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'Course I posted two. I'm awesome like that! XD
*facepalm* Iggy's story is going to haunt me forever, isn't it? Well, he's supposed to visit tomorrow; maybe he needs more "punishment"?
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PS: GRRR. WHY IS THIS MORE ADDICTING THAN EVER?! oTZ
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Ooooh this part is brilliant. Mmm, Alfred sliding into Arthur's bed just in time to be used as a convenient hump-surface. How fortuitous. And the previous parts, the ones with Prince Matthew (heh, I have my own plans for him) and all, they were really good at piquing my interest. Hope to see more soon!
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The use of language is incredibly good, Al. I had no idea you were such a writer until now. Even if the content isn't something I'd regularly read, the way you write it gets the feelings across quite vividly. Not professional, to be certain, but some of the nicest stuff I've read on this sight.
I'd commend you for writing the characters so well (and accurately), but since you are one of them, I don't know if that compliment applies.
At any rate, I am curious to see where this is going (besides the porn). Hope to read more.
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I'll ask Tony bout your comp. Uh...if it starts growing things out of it plz send it to a secure location. Tony's been mumbling bout a new "virus" for awhile.
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For some reason, I really love the parts where it focuses on Arthur's neck - specifically, the ones where Alfred wants to mark it.
-op has a fetish for marking necks while mating- D:
Update soon Al-uh.. Author!Anon!
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and LOL, captcha, "al heaped" DON'T TRY DENYING YOU'RE ALFRED EVEN CAPTCHA REALIZES ITS YOU!
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