Mea Anima 4/?
Title: Mea Anima 4/?
Pairing: Junho/Junsu
Rating: NC-17 incest, beastiality, under age, rape, abuse, implied!pedophilia
Disclaimer: Yet, again, they aren't mine to do anything more than create fancy stories.
Summary: Junsu lives under the firm hand of his uncle, doing chores and working on the farm. And bending over for him and the other men of the village almost every night. He knows nothing else but doesn't often think of escaping until he meets a wolf.
A/N: This fic is in the same world as the first two, but at a different place or a different time. In my brain, it is hundreds of years BEFORE Mea Luna, but it can also be looked at that it is just in a different place, across a mountain range or in another country/continent.
Warning: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Junsu is 15). There is rape in this one and abuse and implied!pedophilia. Junho DOES NOT rape Junsu or abuse him. That abuse is from other people.
Please keep the negative/derogatory comments to yourself. If you don't want to read it you don't have to. And you have been warned about what this fic contains. Any comments that are bashing me or the story or anything else will be deleted and the user will be banned.
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Part 4:
Warning: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Junsu is 15). There is rape in this one and abuse and implied!pedophilia. Junho DOES NOT rape Junsu or abuse him. That abuse is from other people.
Junsu has a favorite memory. It’s one that his uncle always said was just a dream, but Junsu knows now that it wasn’t. He remembers running with wolves by his side, and falling to the ground, laughing, with a baby wolf jumping on him and licking him all over. The images are faint, the laughter an echo in his head. But he knows that wolf pup is his brother. Before he was taken.
Junho tells him that his father stole him away before they were three.
Junsu cannot remember his father. Neither can Junho.
Their mother though, Junho says, still misses him every day, the ache in her heart growing even worse because Junsu is missing as well.
Junsu wants to go back to the pack. He wants to meet his mother.
With just the two of them, it is easy for Junsu to ‘forget’ about the other wolves that appeared so suddenly the night before. It is easy to pretend they are alone and that Junsu has time to decide.
But the decision is much easier.
Junsu definitely prefers his brother claiming him to Chanyeol.
A week after the full moon, snow falls softly outside, adding centimeters to the icy ground. Junsu is cold and stays inside the cave. He has plenty of furs, but no thick shoes. He keeps a fire going all the time, and Junho brings him meat to eat and wood to burn.
Junsu curls up in the furs, watching past the glowing flame, to the soft gray light spotted with thick snowflakes.
He wants Junho, he does. He wants to feel pleasure with his brother. He wants to thank him for being so patient. Somehow.
But he still can’t decide if it will be easier for him with Junho as a wolf or Junho as a man. He does not want to compartmentalize it. He does not want to sink into himself and ignore what is happening to his body.
The light coming from outside is shadowed for a moment, and Junsu glances over to see his brother, the light making his fur glow golden. He stops just inside the cave and shakes himself, snow and water flying off him, leaving his fur mussed and adorable.
Junsu smiles and holds out a hand. Junho whines and moves to him, licking his hand and then down his arm. Junsu shivers, wraps his arms around Junho’s snow-covered fur and pulls him down. He’s cold and he’s wet, but Junsu hasn’t felt warmer. He rubs his hands up and down Junho’s back, rubbing and petting. Junho whines and laps at his neck and up to his ear. Wet and firm.
“Help me,” Junsu whispers, fighting off nerves and his body shaking. “Help me make them all go away.”
Junho whines in concern and licks his cheek.
Junsu smiles and presses a kiss to his nose and runs his tongue over the fur on his snout.
Junho whimpers and licks at his mouth. Junsu jerks back, but does not close his mouth. It’s wet and messy, but it’s different. The fur gripped in his hands is different. The way Junho’s wolf body arches over his is different.
Junsu tilts his head back and lets Junho lick down his neck. He shivers at the feeling of Junho’s slightly rough tongue on the sensitive skin of his collarbones. When Junho licks a nipple, Junsu moans, pulling roughly at his fur.
Junho lifts his head, green eyes almost glowing.
Junsu shakes his. “More. More.”
Junho licks his chin, and Junsu laughs, petting down the soft fur of Junho’s stomach. He buries his fingers in the fur at his shoulders and pushes Junho down a bit. Junho whimpers and his tongue trails over his nipples, down his breastbone, down his stomach. Junsu’s stomach concaves with his shallow breaths, and he tries so very hard not to be nervous.
Junho licks just the side of his dick, most of his tongue on his skin. Junsu whimpers, but his cock twitches from the slick sensations.
Junho shifts back and lays down, head on Junsu’s hip. He looks up at him with his vibrant green eyes and waits, and Junsu’s gasping breaths steady and then he nods. He pets Junho’s head and scratches at his ears, and Junho whines, leaning into the touches. He laps at Junsu’s cock, softly and slowly, and Junsu’s fingers twist in his golden fur as pleasure twists through his stomach. Junho’s tongue curls around his balls and then back up to his cock.
Junsu is still nervous, but it feels so good. The feelings are conflicting, but no one, no one has ever been this sweet, this gentle. It’s ironic that the ferocious animal he was taught to hate is nicer to him than those who profess to care for him.
And that makes all the difference.
Junsu smiles down at his wolf and nods. “I ... love you.”
Junho yips at him, smiling in the way that only his wolf can smile.
Junsu laughs and relaxes, shifting on his furs for a more comfortable position. He spreads his legs and grips his dick, holding it up. Junho shuffles foward and licks him, long tongue wrapping around the head and shaft. Junsu moans deeply, letting himself go and smack against his stomach with a slap. Junho’s tongue follows, wrapping up and around it, slick but firm, steady but fast. Junsu’s head is spinning and he keeps his eyes open, on Junho. If he shuts his eyes, he knows he’ll sink into a place that he doesn’t want to go anymore. Not with Junho.
But as the pleasure increases, Junsu’s body tenses up, head tilting back, eyes shut. He grips Junho’s fur tighter and lifts his hips into each rough lick. The pleasure is intense, and like nothing he’s felt before. No coercion. No fear. No rough voice whispering insults at him, and telling him how much he wants it, wants to be fucked and torn open and used and worthless. He is--
No!
Junsu cries out, forcing his eyes open, on his brother, his wolf. His wolf. No one else. He shudders violently at the orgasm thudding through him. Intense. Amazing.
His brother.
Junsu whimpers, and then moans in disappointment when Junho’s tongue leaves his dick. But the moan quickly morphs to a whimper when that tongue slides down his balls, down between his legs and laps at his inner thighs. He pushes at Junsu’s skin with his cold nose and Junsu spreads his legs and then bends his knees. Junho licks at the curves of his ass, and Junsu shakes his head.
“No, no, no, not there. Not ... yet, please. Not ...”
Junho whines and scoots closer. He sets his head on Junsu’s knee, blinks at him, and then goes back to his dick.
Junsu moans and nods. “This ... good. This is okay.” He means to be reassuring to the wolf, but he needs to hear it too, so he keeps muttering it. “Okay, good, yes, good,” over and over again.
It doesn’t take much longer for him to come, and it is such a surprise, to scream and shatter and squirm through the pleasure that pulses through him. His eyes shut on the sight of his dick twitching and shooting his release. His hands twist in Junho’s fur tightly and he ruts up, trying to rub against something. The sharp release is gone in moments, but the pleasure remains, zinging through him while Junho licks up his cock and his stomach.
Junsu pries his eyes open and watches as Junho slurps up his release all the way to the clump that is near his nipple.
“Sorry,” Junsu says.
Junho tilts his head and licks Junsu’s chin.
“Sorry,” Junsu says again. “I ... I want you, I do, I just ...”
Junho licks his mouth, shutting him up and Junsu smiles. Junho shifts, pressing his warm body against Junsu’s cool skin.
“I’m afraid of being afraid of you,” Junsu whispers. “I’m afraid of letting you have sex with me, and me treating it just like everyone else. I don’t want that. I know you’re not like them. I know it. But ... I can’t help but panic.”
Junho shifts and licks at Junsu’s chin. With a smile, Junsu relaxes and tightens his hold on Junho’s shoulder.
“I love you.”
Junsu wakes up to the sun streaming into their cave. Junho lays next to him, awake, but only breathing and looking at him. Junsu smiles, rolls over and presses a kiss to his nose. Junho yips and laps at his neck. Junsu laughs and tackles him, rolling around with him, until the cold air is enough to have him rushing to the fire to stir the ashes and add more branches. It takes a few minutes, but the fire roars back to life, and Junsu hurries back to his furs and his warm, warm wolf.
He has no problem at all letting Junho lick his cock until he comes all over his stomach.
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Junsu watches the moon in the sky, taking just a few minutes every night that the sky is clear to see it grow larger. Junho licks at his hand and his side, always worried when Junsu is out in the cool air. There is almost six inches of snow on the ground, but the sun during the day is warming up. Junsu doesn’t mind the cold too much. He is used to being outside anyway, doing chores or running away from his uncle. Then again, he had proper boots and a coat, but the makeshift fur and stick contraptions he has made work well enough. He mainly just walks to the river bank to break through the ice for some water. Junho does all the hunting, and Junsu had gathered enough vegetables and fruits to dry out and save through the colder months.
Junsu rubs his arms as he hurries back to the cave, returning from the spot that he used to go to the bathroom, the only other reason he ever leaves the cave. No matter how cold it is outside, a few moments of cold is better than the cave stinking.
Junsu is almost there when there is a growl almost beside him, and he stops and spins and ducks, just barely avoiding the wolf that jumps at him. He lands in the snow, scrambles back toward the cave, keeping his fear in check. Junho isn’t far away, and he is sure the other will smell this wolf soon. Just in case though, Junsu cries out for his brother.
The wolf slides in the snow, but gets to its feet easily, turning and baring sharp teeth at him. It’s tall, taller than Junho, and its head is almost the same height as Junsu’s neck. Its fur is almost completely black with waves of deep brown.
Junsu is sure it’s just a hungry lone wolf, wanting to attack anything for a bite of food. And then another wolf appears from the edge of his vision. This one is mostly grey with black and white patterns through its fur. The two wolves growl at each other before turning back to Junsu.
And Junsu notices their eyes. One deep blue, the other almost golden. He mentally curses and tries to slide back faster. He wonders how well these wolves can understand him.
“H-hey guys?” Junsu says, finally pressed against the rock wall near the cave entrance. “Chanyeol, right?”
The one with blue eyes growls, stalking closer.
“And is that Jongin with you? Where is Sehun? And your mate? I doubt he’d be happy if he knew you were here without him.”
Junsu edges toward the mouth of the cave, probably not smart to corner himself in there, but there is a fire and pieces of branches to help defend himself if he has to. The thought of what he has to defend himself against is terrifying enough that he has a hard time breathing.
But Junho will be there. He never goes too far and Junsu calls and he’s there in minutes. Where is he? It’s felt like ten minutes already.
The two wolves separate, and Junsu fights back a whimper. He can’t keep his eyes on both with one coming up to his right and the other on his left. He slides closer to the cave entrance.
Chanyeol lunges at him at the same time that Junho’s golden fur collides with Jongin.
Junsu screams when sharp teeth dig into the arm he lifted to defend himself. He’s thrown to the snow with paws pushing at his body and claws tearing at the furs. Pain lashes up his back. A wolf whines and there is growling so close to his head. He’s pushed closer to the cave entrance, and then there is golden fur standing over him, and Junho is growling.
Junsu moves his arms to look and sees the other two wolves, standing shoulder to shoulder, teeth bared, growling at Junho. He struggles to sit up, glad he’s still by the rock. His arm is bleeding a lot. He lifts his other arm and grips Junho’s fur at his side.
Junho doesn’t look at him, eyes on the two wolves until there is a noise that Junsu can’t hear and Junho looks at the trees.
“Chanyeol, you bastard!”
Junsu sighs in relief, hearing Baekhyun’s voice.
Chanyeol growls and springs, catching Junho off guard, and the two of them tumble into the snow, Chanyeol snapping his jaws at Junho’s feet and then his neck. Junho doesn’t stay still, rolling and moving, not trying to bite back, but just doing enough to keep Chanyeol away from Junsu.
Jongin stalks toward Junsu, teeth bared, but he only takes a few steps before an almost pure white wolf is in his way, growling at him. Jongin growls back and the white wolf snaps at him, pushing him back. Jongin suddenly drops his head to his paws and the white wolf snaps at his nose.
A wolf cries, and Junsu snaps his head to his mate, his brother. There is blood on his back leg.
Baekhyun, small as he is, tugs at Chanyeol’s black fur, cursing at him and trying to pull him away.
“Damn it, Fairy. Let him go or I will not have sex with your for three full moons.”
Chanyeol growls, but lets Junho go. Baekhyun is practically on his back as the wolf pulls away, only letting his feet hit the ground when Chanyeol backs off and sits on his haunches. Baekhyun keeps his fingers tangled in the thick fur at the wolf’s neck. Baekhyun’s head is just barely higher than Chanyeol’s.
Junho limps over to Junsu and stands above him again.
Junsu is trying to breathe through the pain from the bite and the scratches on his back.
“Sorry,” Baekhyun finally says and tugs roughly at Chanyeol’s fur. “He promised me. You bastard. You promised.” He slaps the wolf’s nose and Chanyeol growls at him. “Shut up. He does not belong to you.”
Junsu whimpers at a rather sharp burst of pain, and Baekhyun looks over at him, frowning. He apologizes again.
“He spent the rest of the last full moon cursing Junho and his disrespect, and it didn’t matter that I reminded him that his mother is the alpha, and he swore to get back at him, and I made him promise me that he’d leave you two alone, at least until you were back with the pack. I also see he somehow talked Jongin into this, but I doubt that was hard. Jongin hates being submissive to anyone.”
Jongin growls, but shuts up immediately at a warning bark from Sehun.
“You okay?” Baekhyun asks.
Junsu takes a deep, pain-filled breath and nods. “Just ... bleeding.”
“Yeah.” Baekhyun looks at Chanyeol and says, “Either of you come into this cave without Junho’s permission and I will have Boa demote your ranking so fast you’ll be lucky if you get to eat on the next hunt.”
Chanyeol growls at him.
Baekhyun rolls his eyes. “See that I don’t.” He walks over to Junsu and helps him stand. His arm is bleeding badly from where Chanyeol first bit him.
“Sorry,” Baekhyun says again as they walk into the cave. “Do you have something to stitch this up?”
Junsu shakes his head.
Baekhyun nods and goes out of the cave. He shouts at Jongin to find his bag back where they were before Chanyeol ran off to be a bastard. He comes back in and notices the full water bucket. “I can clean it out at least.”
Junho settles on the ground, and Junsu leans against him. “Junho is hurt.”
“Not as badly as you are, and you can’t see it, but Junho bit Chanyeol worse. He’ll be limping for a few days.”
Junsu tries not to be happy about that.
Baekhyun laughs at Junsu’s satisfied smile. “You’re right. He deserves it. I’m sorry again. He promised me he wouldn’t, but I guess a promise to his mate isn’t as important as his fucking pride.”
Junsu hisses when water flushes over his arm. Baekhyun uses a piece of fur and tells Junsu to hold it to the bite until he can sew it shut.
“What do you know about wolves, Junsu?”
Junsu swallows and tries to think through the pain. “Um ... not much. They hunt in packs, with a male and female dominant pair that have pups.”
Baekhyun nods. “Our packs are different. Junho hasn’t explained this yet?”
“N-not really?” Junsu winces. “I’m ... I’ve been getting used to ... him. Me. I ...”
Baekhyun smiles. “It does take awhile to get your head around the fact that wolf wants to have sex with you, I know.”
Junsu returns the smile.
“Canus packs aren’t much different than regular wolf packs with a major exception. Female canus are very rare and they can breed, but they need a human mate. The female canus is the alpha, the one that can mate and continue our race. Two canus cannot mate with each other, or not usually. If say, Jongin was female, the two of them would not be having puppies.”
“So ... my mother,” it sounds strange to Junsu’s ears to say that, “is the alpha?”
“Yes. Her name is Boa, by the way.”
Junsu vaguely remembers long hair and a soft smile turned in his direction. A voice singing. He smiles.
Baekhyun checks his wound. “Your father ran off with you, no one knows why. It broke your mother’s heart, and she still aches for her mate. But Chanyeol, who is the strongest male in our pack, thinks that Boa should step down in leadership, until she finds another human mate. But it is more about emotion than position for Boa, and she refuses. Chanyeol cannot fight her for the position because she will win. Female Canus are more powerful than the males could ever hope to be. But Chanyeol and the others want to move territory, but she refuses until either Junho or her mate returns. Technically, just by being born to an alpha female has given Junho a higher standing than Chanyeol, and he hates that, too.”
Junsu frowns. “And me, too?”
“No,” Baekhyun says with a smile. “We are human and lesser than they are, in terms of dominance anyway.”
“But Chanyeol listens to you.”
“You heard me threaten to withhold sex from him, right?” Baekhyun smirks. “Even after so many years being alive, Chanyeol is all talk and all dick.”
A whimper at the mouth of the cave has Baekhyun turning. Junsu looks beyond him. It is snowing again.
Jongin shuffles in, head low to the ground and drops a bag from his mouth.
“Thanks,” Baekhyun says and shoves Jongin back out. He digs through the bag for a moment before coming back to Junsu. He shifts to make sure the firelight hits Junsu’s arm so he can see. He carefully pulls the fur away and Junsu’s arm continues to bleed.
Baekhyun frowns at the wound, but brings a sharp thorn up to the skin. Junsu shuts his eyes and grips Junho’s fur tightly as he starts stitching the wound closed.
“Why ...” Junsu hisses and clenches his teeth for a moment and then says, “Why ... why is he your mate but ...”
“But a horny bastard?” Baekhyun asks. “Chanyeol is a bastard. I told you this.”
“But ... Junho is ... he is so devoted with only me for him.”
Baekhyun nods. “That’s how matings usually work, but Chanyeol is a bastard. It’s difficult to explain and even a wolf can’t explain it to you, but they find their mates based on scent. Your father, for example, smelled of flowers to your mother, her favorite hydrangeas. No one else could smell it. Chanyeol says I smelled weak. He can’t explain that. He hated the way I smelled, but he was so drawn to it, that he ...” Baekhyun takes a really deep breath and concentrates on stitching for a little while. His hand is shaking. “Chanyeol is pretty old, he’s over two hundred, and only your mother in the pack is older, but he ... he was used to not having a mate. He was used to fucking humans when he wanted and leaving them torn and used and dying. He just did not care about anything.”
Baekhyun stops to dip the fur in water and wipe off some of the blood. Satisfied with the work, he turns to Junho and wipes up the blood on his leg. “Junho should be fine tomorrow. They heal fast. Anyway.” Baekhyun takes a really deep breath. “Yeol smelled me and was so taken by it that it pissed him off and he dragged me from my house to the woods and ... yeah, he ... I ... I was really young and he didn’t even know I was his mate until he took me to the pack and the other wolves tried to get near me. He was incredibly defensive which of course pissed him off. He refused to acknowledge me as his mate and just let ... the others have ... especially Sehun, and then ... anyway. He was a bastard. And then, one night, almost three weeks of being surrounded and fucked by wolves, all of a sudden I was surrounded by humans, and Boa was very nice to me that first full moon, and told Chanyeol to admit that I was his mate, and Chanyeol hated that and took it out on me, and anyway. You two were born right after I got there. Chanyeol won’t admit it, but he took me, not to be his mate, but to be his offspring. I smelled so much like him, to him anyway, that he thought he could pass me off as offspring, which would give him more dominance, but it failed because I wasn’t his kid but his mate.”
“That’s confusing.”
Baekhyun nods. “Wolves are confusing. You’re lucky you’ve only had to deal with Junho.”
“And Sehun and Jongin?”
Baekhyun shrugs. “Jongin was a lone wolf, in our territory, and Chanyeol wanted to kill him and Sehun stood above him and protected him. It wasn’t until they were both human and could fight and bitch to each other that they realized they were mates. Turn around and let me clean the scratches on your back≥”
Junsu does and leans heavily against Junho’s warm fur. “You aren’t making me eager to get back to the pack.”
Baekhyun laughs. “I know. I’m sorry. It really is a wonderful thing though, to be protected so much and so well. You won’t have anything to worry about once Junho claims you. Chanyeol can talk all he wants, but he will not go against the alpha. One of the others may lose control, but even at only fifteen, Junho is a very strong wolf who has proven that he can protect you, and Chanyeol will eventually admit that.”
Junsu raises his eyebrows in disbelief.
Baekhyun smirks. “As I said before, there technically is no claim for Yeol to challenge and the alpha hasn’t told him he can’t. Are you okay now?”
Junsu nods. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’m going to drag Chanyeol back to the pack now. Fuck our duties. Boa will understand when I explain what he’s done. Do you need anything else?”
Junsu shakes his head. “Junho will get it for me.”
“If those wounds get infected, tell your wolf to bring you to the pack. I have medicines there.”
“Okay.”
Baekhyun leaves the cave and Junsu shifts enough to watch. He ignores the black wolf, doesn’t even look at him, but goes to Sehun and tangles his hand into the fur at his neck. He doesn’t look back. Jongin shuffles after them, staying behind them. Chanyeol watches them, growls at the cave until Baekhyun snaps something Junsu can’t hear. Chanyeol bares his teeth and then turns and follows them out of sight.
Junho licks his cheek. Junsu tilts his head to the side and Junho licks his neck. His breath speeds up as Junho licks lower. He grips Junho’s fur tightly, lifting his hips in invitation, and Junho takes it, lapping at his cock until Junsu is hard and whimpering, so very close to coming. His arm is aching but he needs this and wants this. Needs to feel like he belongs to Junho, just Junho. He comes with a cry, sagging against his brother’s warm fun and watching through hooded eyes as Junho licks up his release.
Junsu buries his face in Junho’s warm fur, trying to relax. “I don’t want to go to the pack. Not ever. I want you all to myself.”
Junho whines in concern, but there is a look to his eyes, one that Junsu knows says that Junho will do whatever he wants.
Part 5: Fifth Fuck
Part 3: Third Fear
Part 2: Second Fate
Part 1: First Freedom
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Pairing: Junho/Junsu
Rating: NC-17 incest, beastiality, under age, rape, abuse, implied!pedophilia
Disclaimer: Yet, again, they aren't mine to do anything more than create fancy stories.
Summary: Junsu lives under the firm hand of his uncle, doing chores and working on the farm. And bending over for him and the other men of the village almost every night. He knows nothing else but doesn't often think of escaping until he meets a wolf.
A/N: This fic is in the same world as the first two, but at a different place or a different time. In my brain, it is hundreds of years BEFORE Mea Luna, but it can also be looked at that it is just in a different place, across a mountain range or in another country/continent.
Warning: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Junsu is 15). There is rape in this one and abuse and implied!pedophilia. Junho DOES NOT rape Junsu or abuse him. That abuse is from other people.
Please keep the negative/derogatory comments to yourself. If you don't want to read it you don't have to. And you have been warned about what this fic contains. Any comments that are bashing me or the story or anything else will be deleted and the user will be banned.
Poster made by jjneedscm (who is back-to-five on Tumblr and Twitter)
It's so beyond gorgeous, thank you!!!!!
Part 4:
Warning: This fic contains GRAPHIC bestiality, underage!smut (Junsu is 15). There is rape in this one and abuse and implied!pedophilia. Junho DOES NOT rape Junsu or abuse him. That abuse is from other people.
Junsu has a favorite memory. It’s one that his uncle always said was just a dream, but Junsu knows now that it wasn’t. He remembers running with wolves by his side, and falling to the ground, laughing, with a baby wolf jumping on him and licking him all over. The images are faint, the laughter an echo in his head. But he knows that wolf pup is his brother. Before he was taken.
Junho tells him that his father stole him away before they were three.
Junsu cannot remember his father. Neither can Junho.
Their mother though, Junho says, still misses him every day, the ache in her heart growing even worse because Junsu is missing as well.
Junsu wants to go back to the pack. He wants to meet his mother.
With just the two of them, it is easy for Junsu to ‘forget’ about the other wolves that appeared so suddenly the night before. It is easy to pretend they are alone and that Junsu has time to decide.
But the decision is much easier.
Junsu definitely prefers his brother claiming him to Chanyeol.
A week after the full moon, snow falls softly outside, adding centimeters to the icy ground. Junsu is cold and stays inside the cave. He has plenty of furs, but no thick shoes. He keeps a fire going all the time, and Junho brings him meat to eat and wood to burn.
Junsu curls up in the furs, watching past the glowing flame, to the soft gray light spotted with thick snowflakes.
He wants Junho, he does. He wants to feel pleasure with his brother. He wants to thank him for being so patient. Somehow.
But he still can’t decide if it will be easier for him with Junho as a wolf or Junho as a man. He does not want to compartmentalize it. He does not want to sink into himself and ignore what is happening to his body.
The light coming from outside is shadowed for a moment, and Junsu glances over to see his brother, the light making his fur glow golden. He stops just inside the cave and shakes himself, snow and water flying off him, leaving his fur mussed and adorable.
Junsu smiles and holds out a hand. Junho whines and moves to him, licking his hand and then down his arm. Junsu shivers, wraps his arms around Junho’s snow-covered fur and pulls him down. He’s cold and he’s wet, but Junsu hasn’t felt warmer. He rubs his hands up and down Junho’s back, rubbing and petting. Junho whines and laps at his neck and up to his ear. Wet and firm.
“Help me,” Junsu whispers, fighting off nerves and his body shaking. “Help me make them all go away.”
Junho whines in concern and licks his cheek.
Junsu smiles and presses a kiss to his nose and runs his tongue over the fur on his snout.
Junho whimpers and licks at his mouth. Junsu jerks back, but does not close his mouth. It’s wet and messy, but it’s different. The fur gripped in his hands is different. The way Junho’s wolf body arches over his is different.
Junsu tilts his head back and lets Junho lick down his neck. He shivers at the feeling of Junho’s slightly rough tongue on the sensitive skin of his collarbones. When Junho licks a nipple, Junsu moans, pulling roughly at his fur.
Junho lifts his head, green eyes almost glowing.
Junsu shakes his. “More. More.”
Junho licks his chin, and Junsu laughs, petting down the soft fur of Junho’s stomach. He buries his fingers in the fur at his shoulders and pushes Junho down a bit. Junho whimpers and his tongue trails over his nipples, down his breastbone, down his stomach. Junsu’s stomach concaves with his shallow breaths, and he tries so very hard not to be nervous.
Junho licks just the side of his dick, most of his tongue on his skin. Junsu whimpers, but his cock twitches from the slick sensations.
Junho shifts back and lays down, head on Junsu’s hip. He looks up at him with his vibrant green eyes and waits, and Junsu’s gasping breaths steady and then he nods. He pets Junho’s head and scratches at his ears, and Junho whines, leaning into the touches. He laps at Junsu’s cock, softly and slowly, and Junsu’s fingers twist in his golden fur as pleasure twists through his stomach. Junho’s tongue curls around his balls and then back up to his cock.
Junsu is still nervous, but it feels so good. The feelings are conflicting, but no one, no one has ever been this sweet, this gentle. It’s ironic that the ferocious animal he was taught to hate is nicer to him than those who profess to care for him.
And that makes all the difference.
Junsu smiles down at his wolf and nods. “I ... love you.”
Junho yips at him, smiling in the way that only his wolf can smile.
Junsu laughs and relaxes, shifting on his furs for a more comfortable position. He spreads his legs and grips his dick, holding it up. Junho shuffles foward and licks him, long tongue wrapping around the head and shaft. Junsu moans deeply, letting himself go and smack against his stomach with a slap. Junho’s tongue follows, wrapping up and around it, slick but firm, steady but fast. Junsu’s head is spinning and he keeps his eyes open, on Junho. If he shuts his eyes, he knows he’ll sink into a place that he doesn’t want to go anymore. Not with Junho.
But as the pleasure increases, Junsu’s body tenses up, head tilting back, eyes shut. He grips Junho’s fur tighter and lifts his hips into each rough lick. The pleasure is intense, and like nothing he’s felt before. No coercion. No fear. No rough voice whispering insults at him, and telling him how much he wants it, wants to be fucked and torn open and used and worthless. He is--
No!
Junsu cries out, forcing his eyes open, on his brother, his wolf. His wolf. No one else. He shudders violently at the orgasm thudding through him. Intense. Amazing.
His brother.
Junsu whimpers, and then moans in disappointment when Junho’s tongue leaves his dick. But the moan quickly morphs to a whimper when that tongue slides down his balls, down between his legs and laps at his inner thighs. He pushes at Junsu’s skin with his cold nose and Junsu spreads his legs and then bends his knees. Junho licks at the curves of his ass, and Junsu shakes his head.
“No, no, no, not there. Not ... yet, please. Not ...”
Junho whines and scoots closer. He sets his head on Junsu’s knee, blinks at him, and then goes back to his dick.
Junsu moans and nods. “This ... good. This is okay.” He means to be reassuring to the wolf, but he needs to hear it too, so he keeps muttering it. “Okay, good, yes, good,” over and over again.
It doesn’t take much longer for him to come, and it is such a surprise, to scream and shatter and squirm through the pleasure that pulses through him. His eyes shut on the sight of his dick twitching and shooting his release. His hands twist in Junho’s fur tightly and he ruts up, trying to rub against something. The sharp release is gone in moments, but the pleasure remains, zinging through him while Junho licks up his cock and his stomach.
Junsu pries his eyes open and watches as Junho slurps up his release all the way to the clump that is near his nipple.
“Sorry,” Junsu says.
Junho tilts his head and licks Junsu’s chin.
“Sorry,” Junsu says again. “I ... I want you, I do, I just ...”
Junho licks his mouth, shutting him up and Junsu smiles. Junho shifts, pressing his warm body against Junsu’s cool skin.
“I’m afraid of being afraid of you,” Junsu whispers. “I’m afraid of letting you have sex with me, and me treating it just like everyone else. I don’t want that. I know you’re not like them. I know it. But ... I can’t help but panic.”
Junho shifts and licks at Junsu’s chin. With a smile, Junsu relaxes and tightens his hold on Junho’s shoulder.
“I love you.”
Junsu wakes up to the sun streaming into their cave. Junho lays next to him, awake, but only breathing and looking at him. Junsu smiles, rolls over and presses a kiss to his nose. Junho yips and laps at his neck. Junsu laughs and tackles him, rolling around with him, until the cold air is enough to have him rushing to the fire to stir the ashes and add more branches. It takes a few minutes, but the fire roars back to life, and Junsu hurries back to his furs and his warm, warm wolf.
He has no problem at all letting Junho lick his cock until he comes all over his stomach.
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Junsu watches the moon in the sky, taking just a few minutes every night that the sky is clear to see it grow larger. Junho licks at his hand and his side, always worried when Junsu is out in the cool air. There is almost six inches of snow on the ground, but the sun during the day is warming up. Junsu doesn’t mind the cold too much. He is used to being outside anyway, doing chores or running away from his uncle. Then again, he had proper boots and a coat, but the makeshift fur and stick contraptions he has made work well enough. He mainly just walks to the river bank to break through the ice for some water. Junho does all the hunting, and Junsu had gathered enough vegetables and fruits to dry out and save through the colder months.
Junsu rubs his arms as he hurries back to the cave, returning from the spot that he used to go to the bathroom, the only other reason he ever leaves the cave. No matter how cold it is outside, a few moments of cold is better than the cave stinking.
Junsu is almost there when there is a growl almost beside him, and he stops and spins and ducks, just barely avoiding the wolf that jumps at him. He lands in the snow, scrambles back toward the cave, keeping his fear in check. Junho isn’t far away, and he is sure the other will smell this wolf soon. Just in case though, Junsu cries out for his brother.
The wolf slides in the snow, but gets to its feet easily, turning and baring sharp teeth at him. It’s tall, taller than Junho, and its head is almost the same height as Junsu’s neck. Its fur is almost completely black with waves of deep brown.
Junsu is sure it’s just a hungry lone wolf, wanting to attack anything for a bite of food. And then another wolf appears from the edge of his vision. This one is mostly grey with black and white patterns through its fur. The two wolves growl at each other before turning back to Junsu.
And Junsu notices their eyes. One deep blue, the other almost golden. He mentally curses and tries to slide back faster. He wonders how well these wolves can understand him.
“H-hey guys?” Junsu says, finally pressed against the rock wall near the cave entrance. “Chanyeol, right?”
The one with blue eyes growls, stalking closer.
“And is that Jongin with you? Where is Sehun? And your mate? I doubt he’d be happy if he knew you were here without him.”
Junsu edges toward the mouth of the cave, probably not smart to corner himself in there, but there is a fire and pieces of branches to help defend himself if he has to. The thought of what he has to defend himself against is terrifying enough that he has a hard time breathing.
But Junho will be there. He never goes too far and Junsu calls and he’s there in minutes. Where is he? It’s felt like ten minutes already.
The two wolves separate, and Junsu fights back a whimper. He can’t keep his eyes on both with one coming up to his right and the other on his left. He slides closer to the cave entrance.
Chanyeol lunges at him at the same time that Junho’s golden fur collides with Jongin.
Junsu screams when sharp teeth dig into the arm he lifted to defend himself. He’s thrown to the snow with paws pushing at his body and claws tearing at the furs. Pain lashes up his back. A wolf whines and there is growling so close to his head. He’s pushed closer to the cave entrance, and then there is golden fur standing over him, and Junho is growling.
Junsu moves his arms to look and sees the other two wolves, standing shoulder to shoulder, teeth bared, growling at Junho. He struggles to sit up, glad he’s still by the rock. His arm is bleeding a lot. He lifts his other arm and grips Junho’s fur at his side.
Junho doesn’t look at him, eyes on the two wolves until there is a noise that Junsu can’t hear and Junho looks at the trees.
“Chanyeol, you bastard!”
Junsu sighs in relief, hearing Baekhyun’s voice.
Chanyeol growls and springs, catching Junho off guard, and the two of them tumble into the snow, Chanyeol snapping his jaws at Junho’s feet and then his neck. Junho doesn’t stay still, rolling and moving, not trying to bite back, but just doing enough to keep Chanyeol away from Junsu.
Jongin stalks toward Junsu, teeth bared, but he only takes a few steps before an almost pure white wolf is in his way, growling at him. Jongin growls back and the white wolf snaps at him, pushing him back. Jongin suddenly drops his head to his paws and the white wolf snaps at his nose.
A wolf cries, and Junsu snaps his head to his mate, his brother. There is blood on his back leg.
Baekhyun, small as he is, tugs at Chanyeol’s black fur, cursing at him and trying to pull him away.
“Damn it, Fairy. Let him go or I will not have sex with your for three full moons.”
Chanyeol growls, but lets Junho go. Baekhyun is practically on his back as the wolf pulls away, only letting his feet hit the ground when Chanyeol backs off and sits on his haunches. Baekhyun keeps his fingers tangled in the thick fur at the wolf’s neck. Baekhyun’s head is just barely higher than Chanyeol’s.
Junho limps over to Junsu and stands above him again.
Junsu is trying to breathe through the pain from the bite and the scratches on his back.
“Sorry,” Baekhyun finally says and tugs roughly at Chanyeol’s fur. “He promised me. You bastard. You promised.” He slaps the wolf’s nose and Chanyeol growls at him. “Shut up. He does not belong to you.”
Junsu whimpers at a rather sharp burst of pain, and Baekhyun looks over at him, frowning. He apologizes again.
“He spent the rest of the last full moon cursing Junho and his disrespect, and it didn’t matter that I reminded him that his mother is the alpha, and he swore to get back at him, and I made him promise me that he’d leave you two alone, at least until you were back with the pack. I also see he somehow talked Jongin into this, but I doubt that was hard. Jongin hates being submissive to anyone.”
Jongin growls, but shuts up immediately at a warning bark from Sehun.
“You okay?” Baekhyun asks.
Junsu takes a deep, pain-filled breath and nods. “Just ... bleeding.”
“Yeah.” Baekhyun looks at Chanyeol and says, “Either of you come into this cave without Junho’s permission and I will have Boa demote your ranking so fast you’ll be lucky if you get to eat on the next hunt.”
Chanyeol growls at him.
Baekhyun rolls his eyes. “See that I don’t.” He walks over to Junsu and helps him stand. His arm is bleeding badly from where Chanyeol first bit him.
“Sorry,” Baekhyun says again as they walk into the cave. “Do you have something to stitch this up?”
Junsu shakes his head.
Baekhyun nods and goes out of the cave. He shouts at Jongin to find his bag back where they were before Chanyeol ran off to be a bastard. He comes back in and notices the full water bucket. “I can clean it out at least.”
Junho settles on the ground, and Junsu leans against him. “Junho is hurt.”
“Not as badly as you are, and you can’t see it, but Junho bit Chanyeol worse. He’ll be limping for a few days.”
Junsu tries not to be happy about that.
Baekhyun laughs at Junsu’s satisfied smile. “You’re right. He deserves it. I’m sorry again. He promised me he wouldn’t, but I guess a promise to his mate isn’t as important as his fucking pride.”
Junsu hisses when water flushes over his arm. Baekhyun uses a piece of fur and tells Junsu to hold it to the bite until he can sew it shut.
“What do you know about wolves, Junsu?”
Junsu swallows and tries to think through the pain. “Um ... not much. They hunt in packs, with a male and female dominant pair that have pups.”
Baekhyun nods. “Our packs are different. Junho hasn’t explained this yet?”
“N-not really?” Junsu winces. “I’m ... I’ve been getting used to ... him. Me. I ...”
Baekhyun smiles. “It does take awhile to get your head around the fact that wolf wants to have sex with you, I know.”
Junsu returns the smile.
“Canus packs aren’t much different than regular wolf packs with a major exception. Female canus are very rare and they can breed, but they need a human mate. The female canus is the alpha, the one that can mate and continue our race. Two canus cannot mate with each other, or not usually. If say, Jongin was female, the two of them would not be having puppies.”
“So ... my mother,” it sounds strange to Junsu’s ears to say that, “is the alpha?”
“Yes. Her name is Boa, by the way.”
Junsu vaguely remembers long hair and a soft smile turned in his direction. A voice singing. He smiles.
Baekhyun checks his wound. “Your father ran off with you, no one knows why. It broke your mother’s heart, and she still aches for her mate. But Chanyeol, who is the strongest male in our pack, thinks that Boa should step down in leadership, until she finds another human mate. But it is more about emotion than position for Boa, and she refuses. Chanyeol cannot fight her for the position because she will win. Female Canus are more powerful than the males could ever hope to be. But Chanyeol and the others want to move territory, but she refuses until either Junho or her mate returns. Technically, just by being born to an alpha female has given Junho a higher standing than Chanyeol, and he hates that, too.”
Junsu frowns. “And me, too?”
“No,” Baekhyun says with a smile. “We are human and lesser than they are, in terms of dominance anyway.”
“But Chanyeol listens to you.”
“You heard me threaten to withhold sex from him, right?” Baekhyun smirks. “Even after so many years being alive, Chanyeol is all talk and all dick.”
A whimper at the mouth of the cave has Baekhyun turning. Junsu looks beyond him. It is snowing again.
Jongin shuffles in, head low to the ground and drops a bag from his mouth.
“Thanks,” Baekhyun says and shoves Jongin back out. He digs through the bag for a moment before coming back to Junsu. He shifts to make sure the firelight hits Junsu’s arm so he can see. He carefully pulls the fur away and Junsu’s arm continues to bleed.
Baekhyun frowns at the wound, but brings a sharp thorn up to the skin. Junsu shuts his eyes and grips Junho’s fur tightly as he starts stitching the wound closed.
“Why ...” Junsu hisses and clenches his teeth for a moment and then says, “Why ... why is he your mate but ...”
“But a horny bastard?” Baekhyun asks. “Chanyeol is a bastard. I told you this.”
“But ... Junho is ... he is so devoted with only me for him.”
Baekhyun nods. “That’s how matings usually work, but Chanyeol is a bastard. It’s difficult to explain and even a wolf can’t explain it to you, but they find their mates based on scent. Your father, for example, smelled of flowers to your mother, her favorite hydrangeas. No one else could smell it. Chanyeol says I smelled weak. He can’t explain that. He hated the way I smelled, but he was so drawn to it, that he ...” Baekhyun takes a really deep breath and concentrates on stitching for a little while. His hand is shaking. “Chanyeol is pretty old, he’s over two hundred, and only your mother in the pack is older, but he ... he was used to not having a mate. He was used to fucking humans when he wanted and leaving them torn and used and dying. He just did not care about anything.”
Baekhyun stops to dip the fur in water and wipe off some of the blood. Satisfied with the work, he turns to Junho and wipes up the blood on his leg. “Junho should be fine tomorrow. They heal fast. Anyway.” Baekhyun takes a really deep breath. “Yeol smelled me and was so taken by it that it pissed him off and he dragged me from my house to the woods and ... yeah, he ... I ... I was really young and he didn’t even know I was his mate until he took me to the pack and the other wolves tried to get near me. He was incredibly defensive which of course pissed him off. He refused to acknowledge me as his mate and just let ... the others have ... especially Sehun, and then ... anyway. He was a bastard. And then, one night, almost three weeks of being surrounded and fucked by wolves, all of a sudden I was surrounded by humans, and Boa was very nice to me that first full moon, and told Chanyeol to admit that I was his mate, and Chanyeol hated that and took it out on me, and anyway. You two were born right after I got there. Chanyeol won’t admit it, but he took me, not to be his mate, but to be his offspring. I smelled so much like him, to him anyway, that he thought he could pass me off as offspring, which would give him more dominance, but it failed because I wasn’t his kid but his mate.”
“That’s confusing.”
Baekhyun nods. “Wolves are confusing. You’re lucky you’ve only had to deal with Junho.”
“And Sehun and Jongin?”
Baekhyun shrugs. “Jongin was a lone wolf, in our territory, and Chanyeol wanted to kill him and Sehun stood above him and protected him. It wasn’t until they were both human and could fight and bitch to each other that they realized they were mates. Turn around and let me clean the scratches on your back≥”
Junsu does and leans heavily against Junho’s warm fur. “You aren’t making me eager to get back to the pack.”
Baekhyun laughs. “I know. I’m sorry. It really is a wonderful thing though, to be protected so much and so well. You won’t have anything to worry about once Junho claims you. Chanyeol can talk all he wants, but he will not go against the alpha. One of the others may lose control, but even at only fifteen, Junho is a very strong wolf who has proven that he can protect you, and Chanyeol will eventually admit that.”
Junsu raises his eyebrows in disbelief.
Baekhyun smirks. “As I said before, there technically is no claim for Yeol to challenge and the alpha hasn’t told him he can’t. Are you okay now?”
Junsu nods. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’m going to drag Chanyeol back to the pack now. Fuck our duties. Boa will understand when I explain what he’s done. Do you need anything else?”
Junsu shakes his head. “Junho will get it for me.”
“If those wounds get infected, tell your wolf to bring you to the pack. I have medicines there.”
“Okay.”
Baekhyun leaves the cave and Junsu shifts enough to watch. He ignores the black wolf, doesn’t even look at him, but goes to Sehun and tangles his hand into the fur at his neck. He doesn’t look back. Jongin shuffles after them, staying behind them. Chanyeol watches them, growls at the cave until Baekhyun snaps something Junsu can’t hear. Chanyeol bares his teeth and then turns and follows them out of sight.
Junho licks his cheek. Junsu tilts his head to the side and Junho licks his neck. His breath speeds up as Junho licks lower. He grips Junho’s fur tightly, lifting his hips in invitation, and Junho takes it, lapping at his cock until Junsu is hard and whimpering, so very close to coming. His arm is aching but he needs this and wants this. Needs to feel like he belongs to Junho, just Junho. He comes with a cry, sagging against his brother’s warm fun and watching through hooded eyes as Junho licks up his release.
Junsu buries his face in Junho’s warm fur, trying to relax. “I don’t want to go to the pack. Not ever. I want you all to myself.”
Junho whines in concern, but there is a look to his eyes, one that Junsu knows says that Junho will do whatever he wants.
Part 5: Fifth Fuck
Part 3: Third Fear
Part 2: Second Fate
Part 1: First Freedom
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