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"writing": "[b][u][center]Falling Angel, Rising Friend\nPart 3\nfor AkimitsuSevecan\nby Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nLykus stepped out of the shower, feeling fresh, though not quite minty-fresh. It was a little hard to get to that point when you'd just sucked off a dozen men two blocks down in a nightclub and you were doing your best to get the grime out of your fur for the rest of the day, but it was good enough. The black and white wolf rubbed his towel over his head and along the back of the neck, smelling the reduced musk that was more cologne than it was bath-bomb. Not bad, really; he liked smelling like someone that knew what he was doing in the backrooms. \n\nChuckling to himself, he rubbed his towel down his back and between his legs. His balls were a bit on the swollen side and he could feel it, the weight tugging forward and back as he dried himself off. With Sijashi living with him and Azorious, the opportunities to bring fun home had gone down in a huge way, and that meant that he didn't have the chance to get off as often as he used to. \n\nOh, Azorious was always hungry and willing to take the edge off, but he was used to that. Lykus liked the new just as much as the demon did. And while he did his best to get out to fun hook-ups, it was only [i]really[/i] enough to take the edge off, and his balls...\n\nWell, his balls were about as swollen as they could get without him going a little feral. That was one thing that he hoped would change, but - \n\nClick-clonk. \n\nClick-clonk. \n\nClick-clonk. \n\nThe familiar sounds of Azorious pumping iron brought a smile to the wolf's face. That was going to be a sight to see; even if he couldn't go out and get some extra action - or find a tongue that'd handle him for more than a few seconds - he could at least enjoy the sight of the demon wolf - \n\nLykus froze in mid-towel, his cock just starting to poke from his sheath. If Azorious was pumping iron in the living room, then...\n\nAh, shit. \n\nThrowing the towel around his waist, Lykus darted out of the bathroom. A few steps later, he was in the living room, and sure enough, there was the black and red demon wolf, flat on his back and pumping a weighted metal bar up and down, up and down. The weights were different to the average set - not 5 pounds, but 50 kilograms per small circle, since it was made of something special - but it wasn't that part that had his attention. \n\nIt was the fact that the demon loved to exercise naked, and every pump had his cock sliding further and further from its sheath. Higher, higher, and higher still that tapered dick went, the base of his cock already starting to balloon with the start of his knot. Bigger, bigger, bigger it went, until the knot was basically trapped inside the sheath. Azorious grunted, and it was hard to tell if the sound was his trapped knot or not. \n\n\"Nnnngh...mmmph...\"\n\nLykus normally would have loved the show of the big wolf pushing the bar up, and down, and up, and down. Each forcible push nudged his cock to bounce, to pulse, to throb, and his balls rose and fell with it. Honestly, it was about as hot a show as one could ask for...\n\nBut they had a guest, and he didn't know how well that would land. His eyes darted to the couch where Sijashi usually liked to rest, and...\n\nAnd the lion was just sitting there. Not saying a word.\n\nOf the various possibilities he'd been expecting - embarrassed blushing, indignant ignoring what was happening right in front of him, or something else down the line of negative reactions - the occasional glance up from the tablet the lion was reading from hadn't been on the list. Oh, sure, the white-furred lion did seem a little bit surprised to see that sort of exercise happening in front of him, but he didn't look offended. \n\n[i]Huh.[/i]\n\nShrugged, Lykus let the towel fall from his waist. For a moment, the lion turned to look at him, but it seemed to be more from the movement of the falling towel than judgment or interest. Either way, it was still fine with him. He walked across the room, enjoying the feeling of his balls swaying back and forth, and kept one eye on Sijashi the whole time. At the first sign of any real discomfort, he would pick the towel up and put it back on...\n\nExcept it never occurred. \n\n[i]Huh. Maybe I underestimated him...[/i]\n\nEver since coming back to find all his cards sorted and put away - something of a miracle that he hadn't expected of their guest - he had thought that the lion just didn't like anything messy. He certainly was something of a persnickety, picky person when it came to keeping things in their proper order, but he didn't seem to mind the nudity. \n\nOr the sexuality, considering the way that Azorious continued to - slightly obnoxiously, admittedly - show off. He grunted, his hips leaving the bench, thrusting into the air with some of the harder presses, and would come down with a thump that left a little splatter of sweat on the leather. Lykus groaned, the smell of the thick, heavy pheromones in the air getting to him, and he couldn't deny that a large part of him would have liked to be putting his nose and tongue to work between the demon's legs, licking him clean and getting at that big fat dick. There were few besides Azorious that could really fill his throat properly with their dongs. \n\n[i]Ugh. I gotta get laid properly.[/i]\n\nShaking his head, he walked over to the couch and sat down. Sijashi looked up from his tablet again, the lion's face slowly losing that slight glow of intensity that it had had. \n\n\"Sorry. I was...a bit lost in that,\" the lion admitted. \n\n\"No worries. You doing okay?\"\n\n\"Yes, yes, fine. Just...learning a great deal.\"\n\n\"About what?\" Lykus asked, cocking his head to the side. \n\n\"Magic, mostly. I feel that I probably didn't come from here.\"\n\n\"Oh? And uh, why's that?\" \n\n\"I believe that if I had, I would understand this better, or that there would be more that came to me naturally. It is harder than I expected it to be.\"\n\nLykus choked back his first reaction. Considering that the fallen angel was picking up spells that took most newcomers over three years to master in less than forty-eight hours, if he thought that this was taking too long, then he had some very, very high standards baked into his brain. The wolf could only imagine what angels did to each other, or what sort of standards they believed they had to fulfill in Caelum. \n\nThen again, he remembered how Azorious had picked up the magic in Docetri faster than him, how he had been just...naturally suited to it. There'd been very little in the way of effort or difficulty for the big bad wolf in learning it, and he'd almost felt embarrassed for how long it took him. \n\nIt was just part of being from outside the world, he supposed. Their natural magic was just suited for picking up different types, even if they didn't realize it. \n\nAs Sijashi looked down at the tablet again, Lykus leaned over and took a gander at what had been his focus. A few sentences told him that the angel was looking into Presence-magic, and he blushed a bit as he remembered just how they'd first met. The mental image of the lion on his knees, begging for cock to suck so that he could make good on the guilt that he carried, was going to be one that he held onto for a while. Not for kinky reasons, either. \n\n\"I think that you're good for the moment,\" Lykus said, gently nudging the tablet down. \"You got any plans for the day?\"\n\n\"I try not to make any; as I seem to be better suited in hiding, I try not to inconvenience you.\"\n\n\"...Okay, ow, but fair.\" The wolf rubbed the back of his neck. \"But that's the thing. I was thinking we could make a day of it. You know, you, me, Azorious. Head out and hit up different parts of town, let you see different bits and pieces of Docetri, get some fresh air. All that good stuff.\"\n\n\"He's going to need both of us around for that,\" Azorious grunted as he slid out from under the bar, fiddling with his sheath until his knot popped out. \"Fuuuuuuck, that's better.\"\n\n\"I'm sure,\" Lykus said with a small chuckle. \"But that's the point. We can both keep him safe, we can get some fresh air, maybe find a nice restaurant with some food...\"\n\nAnd probably get Azorious the chance to feed on a few people in the backrooms without the angel knowing what was going on, for that matter. He doubted that the demon had had the chance to get all that he wanted in the last few days, either, considering that they'd been in and out of the apartment all the time. One of them had to be there to keep an eye on Sijashi and make sure that nobody else came knocking, and most of the time, that ended up being Azorious. He [i]was[/i] the stronger, after all, and - on a more meta scale - him being here meant that other demons were less likely to come knocking, since they'd think that the angel - if they were able to pick up on his aura - was already being taken care of. \n\nBut even with that in mind, Lykus hadn't been able to leave the apartment for long. He needed to stick around, make things a little easier, and...\n\nWell, he needed to be there if Azorious ever stumbled over the truth. If Sijashi's angelic identity came out, that would need some negotiating, and while he trusted his demonic partner with his life, he didn't know what would happen. Having a third person involved would keep it from getting out of hand. \n\n\"What do you say?\" Lykus said. \"We could -\"\n\nRing ring. \n\nRing ring. \n\n\"Hold that thought...\"\n\nDarting across the apartment for the landline, he wasn't terribly surprised to find that it was Drac calling in. He looked over his shoulder at the other two, made sure that Azorious was still involved with his workout, and turned to the receiver. Tap, then to his ear. \n\n\"Hello?\"\n\n\"[i]Lykus. I have a theory.[/i]\"\n\n\"That's a start, heh. Let's hear it.\"\n\n\"[i]Can't. You know why.[/i]\"\n\nYes, he did, and it annoyed the hell out of him. Much as they wanted to talk freely, not only did he have to keep his mouth shut, but Drac couldn't get into details the way that [i]he[/i] wanted to. There was a chance that one of the corporations could tap the lines, and that meant that they had to keep to the vague ways of talking. Not fun, and not the way that he liked to spend time with his friend. \n\nBut it kept people safe. He kept telling himself that. It kept people safe. \n\n\"Alright. Whatcha need?\"\n\n\"[i]Our friend. There should have been a book.[/i]\"\n\n\"Well...there was a page.\"\n\n\"[i]Yes, yes, you showed me that. Anything else?[/i]\"\n\n\"Weeeeeeeell no.\"\n\n\"[i]That complicates things...[/i]\"\n\n\"You need it?\"\n\n\"[i]Our friend needs it. And I think that we better get our hands on it, soon. The number of...miracles...are going up.[/i]\"\n\nMiracles. That could mean just regular bits of magic, or it might mean that there was something else going on in the city that Drac wasn't able to talk about. Real miracles, perhaps, from real magic that came from the heavenly realms. And if there was an angelic book that was missing its pages, and the binding of the book was what kept the pages from spilling their power all over the place - \n\nOh. Oh, that was bad. \n\nLykus rubbed the back of his neck as he thought about it. His cards were pretty well-bound, but if, theoretically, that binding disappeared, the number of spells that would be going off at random was...more than he wanted to imagine. The cards held a great deal of power in check, and they were intentionally enchanted with enough energy to go off more than once, which meant that they weren't just a one-and-done sort of mine. They would go off again, and again, and again until all that energy was expended, even without someone there to activate them. \n\nAnd considering that they were dealing with an angel, someone that had come from a realm that had as much magic, if not more, than Desiderium...\n\n\"We need to find those.\"\n\n\"[i]For multiple reasons, yes.[/i]\"\n\n\"Oh. Speaking of. The page -\"\n\n\"[i]We are NOT discussing what that did.[/i]\"\n\n\"Oh, ho ho, now we are.\"\n\n\"[i]Not on the phone.[/i]\"\n\n\"Fine, fine. So, you need me to nab all this?\"\n\n\"[i]That's correct.[/i]\"\n\n\"Alrighty, then. I'll come down to your office to get a target list.\"\n\n\"[i]That's what I need. See you soon.[/i]\"\n\nClick. \n\nLykus grinned as he put the phone down, only for it to fade as soon as he finished turning around. If he was going to do this, that meant that he could help Sijashi get his memory back, but in order [i]to[/i] do that, he'd have to leave the pair of them alone. Which was exactly what he had been trying [i]not[/i] to do for the last few days, but...\n\n[i]It's Azorious. If there's anyone I can trust to do the right thing, it's Azorious.[/i]\n\nThat much, he could have faith in. Nodding to himself, he walked across the room, kneeling by the demon in the middle of his push-ups. Azorious looked his way. \n\n\"Something up?\"\n\n\"Yeah. A few favors for Drac; he's got a lead on where some of our friend's memories could be.\"\n\n\"Heh, need me to come along?\"\n\n\"Nah, you know I'm better at stealing when I'm by myself. Or with you inside me, but...well, you know the score,\" he said, nodding toward the reading lion. \"Keep an eye on him while I'm gone?\"\n\n\"Heh. Just so long as you bring me something nice when you get back.\"\n\n\"Horse?\"\n\n\"At least.\"\n\n\"You got it.\"\n\nAzorious rolled onto his side, and the pair of them shared a quick hug. Tight, too, tight enough to pull a little squeak from the striped wolf's mouth. He chuckled, patted his best friend on the back, and darted out of the apartment. He snagged his deck-boxes from the hangars by the door, slapped on a pair of clothes through one of the enchanted cards, and was soon on his way. \n\n#\n\nSijashi watched Lykus leave with a faint hint of concern, though he did his best to subdue it. There was no reason to be bothered at being left alone with Azorious, considering it had already happened four times in the last few days, but the prickling...\n\nThe white-furred lion looked down at the tablet again, trying to lose himself in the records of magical learning. The screen wasn't quite his style; he preferred the feeling of solid paper, leather bindings, and other such things, but it was enough to get the information across. And yet, for as much as he read through the records to learn, there was another reason that he kept his nose down, and that - \n\n\"Mmmph...fuck, that feels good...\"\n\nHe looked up out of the corner of his eyes at the naked red-and-black wolf. Azorious had gotten to his feet, and was stretching with his arms up and over his head, and his legs were spread just enough to show that heavy, tapered shaft swinging back and forth. It was always like that when he was exercising, or even just vaguely excited about something, and...and it was very difficult to look away from. \n\nNot necessarily in a sensual way, of course. He was curious, to an extent, and there was something to the scent that the larger wolf put out while he was exercising, but he didn't have the same obvious interests that Lykus and Azorious had toward others. \n\nNo, no, it was more the sheer size and scale of the other male. Azorious was, in a word, massive, and despite his own apparent knowledge of how to fight (Lykus had tested a few things with him, and he'd reacted like someone that knew at least the basics of self-defense), it was difficult to imagine someone taking the big guy on. The wolf was powerful, both with the thick muscles across his chest and down his arms, and in the strange feeling of magic that he put out all the time. It was like being around a generator, feeling the raw power that was constantly pumping off it, and wondering just what was happening inside. \n\nSijashi looked up from the tablet again, watching as that wobbling cock went back and forth. It didn't bother him to look at that, either, as its sheer heft and girth fascinated him on an intellectual level. There was something about it that prickled at his brain the way that the wolf's presence prickled at his body, and he still didn't know why. \n\n[i]They are kind people,[/i] he told himself. \n\nThat didn't make the prickling feeling go away, but at least it made it less unopposed. It was like the instinctual way of someone turning from a fire that was too hot for them; it pushed at him, telling him that this wasn't a good thing to be around, that he should put some distance between himself and the source of the metaphorical flame. It was always there, and it got stronger when Azorious was close to him, like he was now. Having the big dog going back to push-ups near the couch meant that the strange heat rose and fell with each motion. \n\nBut it was at odds with the way that the wolves treated him. Lykus? Yes, the excitable wolf was a little bit pushy sometimes, but he was a good man, a puppy of a man, one that wanted the best for everyone around him. The lion respected that, even if there were moments when he rather wished that he could be left alone to his reading. \n\nAzorious, on the other hand...\n\nAnother push. \n\nAnother swell of heat. \n\nAnother series of prickles up and down his skin that told him to run away. \n\nAnd yet, it never made sense. Azorious had done nothing to him. If anything, the bigger of the two wolves had been nothing but pleasant. A little crass and crude, perhaps, and certainly more self-indulgent at the dinner table and with his nudity and the way that he got himself off at night, but that was to be expected with someone that was that in-tune with their own body. Someone that knew their needs was more likely to indulge, as he had already figured. \n\nBut the way that he still offered to cook, or clean, or join Sijashi with getting things in their proper place? That was hardly the sort of behavior that hospitality demanded. It would have been entirely possible to leave him alone and still keep him protected. \n\nAnd yet, Azorious did nothing of the sort. \n\nFascinating. \n\nAs the big red hound kept exercising, building up a layer of sweat all up and down his body, Sijashi reached the end of his text. He put the tablet to the side, folding his hands over his lap, and watched Azorious go through a few more reps of exercise before clearing his throat. The red and black wolf turned to him. \n\n\"Hmm?\"\n\n\"I was wondering. Do you, perchance, have a library?\"\n\n\"If it isn't on the tablet, not much else I can offer you in the house.\"\n\n\"Hmm. That's a pity.\"\n\n\"But there's a hell of a lot of libraries in the city.\"\n\n\"Are there?\"\n\n\"Ain't reliable, all of them, but there's a lot of good ones,\" the red and black wolf said. \n\n\"Libraries...\"\n\nThere was a surge of something deep inside, a warmth that demanded to be assuaged. He wondered if that was what the wolves felt when they were thinking about sex; to him, it was like a sudden hunger, a need, to be surrounded by faded pages, to smell the soft musk that clung to them, to reach out and stroke the smooth, stiff bindings, to hear them crack and open for him and flutter with old information. It was...almost sensual, he realized, to think about all those books that way, and yet, it was how it felt to him. \n\nAzorious must have seen it on his face or something, because the wolf looked him dead in the eye. The bigger male chuckled. \n\n\"Fucking hell. You're horny for books.\"\n\n\"I am [i]not.[/i]\"\n\n\"Hey, might not be hump-horny, but you're horny for 'em.\"\n\n\"...Perhaps. I am not yet sure -\"\n\n\"Tell you what. You stick with me - and I'm serious here, you promise to stick with me - and I'll take you to one of the good libraries. If it was safer, I'd take you to the wizard lizard's library, but that's just a bit too public for keeping you safe. But I know someone else that's got a pretty good collection, and I think you'd like it there.\"\n\n\"A good collection, hmm? How good?\"\n\n\"Ehhhh, I'd say about half the size of the apartment building?\"\n\nSijashi was on his feet in half a second, his vest of a shirt almost falling from his shoulders at the sudden movement. He was only half-aware of how fast he'd moved, and was only aware of how silly it must have looked when the wolf chuckled to himself. \n\n\"...I did not know I could do that.\"\n\n\"Clearly.\"\n\n\"Let's just -\"\n\n\"I'll get my shit.\"\n\n\"Your...what?\"\n\n\"You'll see.\"\n\n#\n\nIt was certainly an experience walking at the side of a well-armed wolf. Azorious had left the building with a sword hilt sticking out over his shoulder and the rest of the blade running down to his hips, a greatsword that most would struggle to lift two-handed. Along his waist were several scroll-like containers - which Sijashi itched to examine - and he carried several daggers tucked into different places along his sleeves, pant-legs, and over his waist. All in all, he was surprisingly well-armed. \n\nYet, he still seemed to carry himself as if he didn't need them. Somehow, with all that gear, he looked like someone that could still win a fight without ever pulling one of the weapons from their sheaths. He just...felt powerful. \n\nIt was comforting, in an odd way. It meant that he was safe. \n\nThey walked toward the north side of the city, leaving the waterfront and the other apartments near it behind. Sijashi wondered where Lykus had gone for the day, but that was probably something he would find out when the other wolf came back for the night. Likely smelling of sex, too, if he followed the usual pattern. \n\n[i]At least he's getting what makes him happy,[/i] Sijashi thought with a rueful smile. \n\nAzorious was surprisingly quiet as they walked through the busy streets, skirting the edge of the corporate buildings - or at least, what Sijashi assumed were the corporate buildings, considering the way that they were lit up with neon and electric magic - and kept to the boundary between the built-up part of the district and the neighboring Dead Zone. They kept zigzagging across the boundary, and each time they did, Sijashi felt the difference in the ambient magic in the air. \n\n\"This place...is really dead,\" he muttered under his breath as they crossed the border yet again. \n\n\"Yeah, well, that's what happens when the rich guys decide not to spend money, or magic.\"\n\nIn the 'good' part of the city, he had always felt magic stirring beneath his feet. It was carved into the streets, hung through the wires in the air, and spread through every bit of the city proper. It was waiting like a parental hand, ready to step in and catch someone if they got hurt, or stop someone from hurting another. Of course, it wouldn't stop everything, but it was there to stop more than it allowed. \n\nThe Dead Zone, on the other hand, was bereft of that. There was nothing of that magical touch, nothing of the ambient power in the air that was keeping everyone safe. Cars shot down the streets with nothing to slow them down, and every so often, a burst of lightning shot from one window to another, cast like gunfire, and blew a chunk of the opposing building away. It just...happened, and there was nothing to stop it or slow it down. \n\n\"How do people live like this?\" he asked as they passed under a half-fallen building. \n\n\"Heh, better than you'd think,\" Azorious said. \"There's a lot of ways to make a living without all the other stuff around you.\"\n\n\"I suppose.\"\n\n\"You think everyone needs some help?\"\n\n\"I think that it hurts to feel like it's never there.\"\n\n\"...That's a way to look at it, heh. You're a softy, you know that?\"\n\n\"I suppose I am. Is that a bad thing?\"\n\n\"Not as long as you're honest about it,\" the big wolf said, holding a chunk of debris up with effortless ease as the lion slipped under it. \"If you're a bit of a shit about it, you come off as sanctimonious. If you really mean it, then you just got a heart.\"\n\n\"I'm glad we can see eye to eye on this.\"\n\n\"Heh, closer than Lykus gets.\"\n\n\"He isn't that -\"\n\n\"Heh, lookie what we have here...\"\n\nHe froze in mid-step as he heard the familiar voice. Sijashi slowly looked over his shoulder, staring down the street at the approaching hyenas. Bruised and a little battered, there was still no mistaking them as anything but the men that had waylaid him before. Just seeing them sent a shiver down his spine, setting off a different feeling of magical prickles as they looked him up and down. \n\n\"Hey, tall, dark, and fiery. This guy's ours,\" the shorter hyena in front said. \"And we want him back.\"\n\n\"Sijashi?\" Azorious asked. \n\n\"They're lying,\" he muttered, shaking his head. \"They...they tried to claim me, but -\"\n\n\"Ah, don't be like that, bitch,\" the hyena said, smirking. \"You remember how it felt to be on your knees in front of us, don't you? How good it felt to get rid of all those bad feelings for fucking up our hideout by sucking us off?\"\n\nSijashi could feel it again, but not so strong as the first time. It was like a ghost of that first spell, one that sent tingles right down to his cock and balls. His loose pants started tenting, his cock rising despite itself in the crotch of his sweatpants. The white-furred lion groaned under his breath, shaking his head. \n\n\"Nnngh...you made me...\"\n\n\"Don't you fucking argue with me, kid. You know what you did. You know what you deserve.\"\n\nDeserve. \n\nWhat he did. \n\nHis cock twitched, pushing up, up, up between his legs, soon starting to pull at the waistband of his pants. Sijashi clenched his hands into fists, feeling a faint hint of the fog that had taken over before. The hyena did have a subtle glow to him this time, but it was nothing compared to the golden aura that he had put off a few days ago. \n\nHe could resist this. \n\nHe did resist this.\n\n\"Now get your ass over here and -\"\n\n\"Guys.\"\n\nAzorious's voice cut through the 'commanding' shouts from the hyenas with ease, and Sijashi whipped his head up to look at the wolf properly. The red and black canine chuckled, his hands at his sides as he shook his head. \n\n\"If you really want this bitch, come here and get him. Not like he'd put up much of a fight.\"\n\n\"What -\"\n\nA flicker of movement caught Sijashi's eye. It was nothing much, just a little gesture from a couple of fingers. Wait, wait. \n\nAgainst his better judgment, he trusted the other male. Instead of fighting or shouting, he just stood there as the hyenas chuckled, walking across the street. The leader was still glowing, but it pathetic compared to the glorious sight that it had been the first time. Still enough to keep him hard, but not enough to make him obey. The hyena reached out - \n\nTHUNK!\n\nThe first hyena went down with nothing more than a soft 'thump' of Azorious's fist to the top of his head. Not even a punch, just a little tap, and he was out. The other two started to reach, but the wolf's hands wrapped around their heads and...\n\nAnd they froze...\n\nAnd got hard...\n\nAnd went red-eyed. \n\n\"Theeeere we go. Gimme a minute; it's been a while since I -\"\n\n\"Fed?\" \n\nAzorious paused, looking back. Sijashi couldn't look away. Not because the wolf forced him to stare, but because he finally understood. The strength, the magic, the sex: it all tied back to the same base thing. \n\n\"You are a demon, are you not?\" Sijashi asked. \n\n\"...So?\" Azorious muttered, turning around. \"Not like I've done a damn thing to you.\"\n\n\"You have done a great many things. All good.\"\n\n\"...\"\n\n\"You have protected me, and you have gone out of your way to make me feel welcome. You've shown off to make sure I know I can trust you...and you've done everything you could to make sure that I felt safe and happy around you and Lykus.\"\n\n\"That's what you do,\" Azorious muttered. \n\n\"That is what a good person does. Therefore, you are a good person.\"\n\n\"Heh, that's not usually the way this works, Sijashi.\"\n\n\"This is true. Goodness is subjective, and it can be twisted and bent, used to deceive and hide evil,\" the lion agreed. \"But I do not feel that is the case with you.\"\n\n\"Heh, why's that?\"\n\n\"I have no evidence, only feelings. But I suppose we can find evidence right now.\"\n\nSijashi walked around the fallen hyena to the other two, looking down at their bulges and the way that their pre-cum was already staining their pants. It wasn't the first time that he had seen that happen around Azorious, but now that he understood what the wolf was, he finally knew why. He looked back at his protector. \n\n\"I will watch.\"\n\n\"...You'll what?\"\n\n\"I will watch. And that will tell me what kind of man you are.\"\n\n\"...Never took you for a voyeur, heh.\"\n\n\"And I never took you for a demon.\"\n\n\"Says what kind of things you think about demons.\"\n\n\"Perhaps. Or maybe it says what kind of man you are,\" Sijashi said. \n\nAzorious said nothing. Instead, the demon wolf led him around the corner, and the hypnotized hyenas followed. \n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\nSummary: Sijashi has been staying with Lykus and Azorious for a while now. Time to show how they're getting used to their visitor sticking around. \n\nTags: M/M, Wolf, Demon, Lion, Casual Nudity, Nudity, Exhibitionism, Knot, Hypnosis, Magic, Docetri, Series, Impending Feeding,",
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Falling Angel, Rising Friend Part 3 for AkimitsuSevecan by Draconicon
Lykus stepped out of the shower, feeling fresh, though not quite minty-fresh. It was a little hard to get to that point when you'd just sucked off a dozen men two blocks down in a nightclub and you were doing your best to get the grime out of your fur for the rest of the day, but it was good enough. The black and white wolf rubbed his towel over his head and along the back of the neck, smelling the reduced musk that was more cologne than it was bath-bomb. Not bad, really; he liked smelling like someone that knew what he was doing in the backrooms.
Chuckling to himself, he rubbed his towel down his back and between his legs. His balls were a bit on the swollen side and he could feel it, the weight tugging forward and back as he dried himself off. With Sijashi living with him and Azorious, the opportunities to bring fun home had gone down in a huge way, and that meant that he didn't have the chance to get off as often as he used to.
Oh, Azorious was always hungry and willing to take the edge off, but he was used to that. Lykus liked the new just as much as the demon did. And while he did his best to get out to fun hook-ups, it was only really enough to take the edge off, and his balls...
Well, his balls were about as swollen as they could get without him going a little feral. That was one thing that he hoped would change, but -
Click-clonk.
Click-clonk.
Click-clonk.
The familiar sounds of Azorious pumping iron brought a smile to the wolf's face. That was going to be a sight to see; even if he couldn't go out and get some extra action - or find a tongue that'd handle him for more than a few seconds - he could at least enjoy the sight of the demon wolf -
Lykus froze in mid-towel, his cock just starting to poke from his sheath. If Azorious was pumping iron in the living room, then...
Ah, shit.
Throwing the towel around his waist, Lykus darted out of the bathroom. A few steps later, he was in the living room, and sure enough, there was the black and red demon wolf, flat on his back and pumping a weighted metal bar up and down, up and down. The weights were different to the average set - not 5 pounds, but 50 kilograms per small circle, since it was made of something special - but it wasn't that part that had his attention.
It was the fact that the demon loved to exercise naked, and every pump had his cock sliding further and further from its sheath. Higher, higher, and higher still that tapered dick went, the base of his cock already starting to balloon with the start of his knot. Bigger, bigger, bigger it went, until the knot was basically trapped inside the sheath. Azorious grunted, and it was hard to tell if the sound was his trapped knot or not.
"Nnnngh...mmmph..."
Lykus normally would have loved the show of the big wolf pushing the bar up, and down, and up, and down. Each forcible push nudged his cock to bounce, to pulse, to throb, and his balls rose and fell with it. Honestly, it was about as hot a show as one could ask for...
But they had a guest, and he didn't know how well that would land. His eyes darted to the couch where Sijashi usually liked to rest, and...
And the lion was just sitting there. Not saying a word.
Of the various possibilities he'd been expecting - embarrassed blushing, indignant ignoring what was happening right in front of him, or something else down the line of negative reactions - the occasional glance up from the tablet the lion was reading from hadn't been on the list. Oh, sure, the white-furred lion did seem a little bit surprised to see that sort of exercise happening in front of him, but he didn't look offended.
Huh.
Shrugged, Lykus let the towel fall from his waist. For a moment, the lion turned to look at him, but it seemed to be more from the movement of the falling towel than judgment or interest. Either way, it was still fine with him. He walked across the room, enjoying the feeling of his balls swaying back and forth, and kept one eye on Sijashi the whole time. At the first sign of any real discomfort, he would pick the towel up and put it back on...
Except it never occurred.
Huh. Maybe I underestimated him...
Ever since coming back to find all his cards sorted and put away - something of a miracle that he hadn't expected of their guest - he had thought that the lion just didn't like anything messy. He certainly was something of a persnickety, picky person when it came to keeping things in their proper order, but he didn't seem to mind the nudity.
Or the sexuality, considering the way that Azorious continued to - slightly obnoxiously, admittedly - show off. He grunted, his hips leaving the bench, thrusting into the air with some of the harder presses, and would come down with a thump that left a little splatter of sweat on the leather. Lykus groaned, the smell of the thick, heavy pheromones in the air getting to him, and he couldn't deny that a large part of him would have liked to be putting his nose and tongue to work between the demon's legs, licking him clean and getting at that big fat dick. There were few besides Azorious that could really fill his throat properly with their dongs.
Ugh. I gotta get laid properly.
Shaking his head, he walked over to the couch and sat down. Sijashi looked up from his tablet again, the lion's face slowly losing that slight glow of intensity that it had had.
"Sorry. I was...a bit lost in that," the lion admitted.
"No worries. You doing okay?"
"Yes, yes, fine. Just...learning a great deal."
"About what?" Lykus asked, cocking his head to the side.
"Magic, mostly. I feel that I probably didn't come from here."
"Oh? And uh, why's that?"
"I believe that if I had, I would understand this better, or that there would be more that came to me naturally. It is harder than I expected it to be."
Lykus choked back his first reaction. Considering that the fallen angel was picking up spells that took most newcomers over three years to master in less than forty-eight hours, if he thought that this was taking too long, then he had some very, very high standards baked into his brain. The wolf could only imagine what angels did to each other, or what sort of standards they believed they had to fulfill in Caelum.
Then again, he remembered how Azorious had picked up the magic in Docetri faster than him, how he had been just...naturally suited to it. There'd been very little in the way of effort or difficulty for the big bad wolf in learning it, and he'd almost felt embarrassed for how long it took him.
It was just part of being from outside the world, he supposed. Their natural magic was just suited for picking up different types, even if they didn't realize it.
As Sijashi looked down at the tablet again, Lykus leaned over and took a gander at what had been his focus. A few sentences told him that the angel was looking into Presence-magic, and he blushed a bit as he remembered just how they'd first met. The mental image of the lion on his knees, begging for cock to suck so that he could make good on the guilt that he carried, was going to be one that he held onto for a while. Not for kinky reasons, either.
"I think that you're good for the moment," Lykus said, gently nudging the tablet down. "You got any plans for the day?"
"I try not to make any; as I seem to be better suited in hiding, I try not to inconvenience you."
"...Okay, ow, but fair." The wolf rubbed the back of his neck. "But that's the thing. I was thinking we could make a day of it. You know, you, me, Azorious. Head out and hit up different parts of town, let you see different bits and pieces of Docetri, get some fresh air. All that good stuff."
"He's going to need both of us around for that," Azorious grunted as he slid out from under the bar, fiddling with his sheath until his knot popped out. "Fuuuuuuck, that's better."
"I'm sure," Lykus said with a small chuckle. "But that's the point. We can both keep him safe, we can get some fresh air, maybe find a nice restaurant with some food..."
And probably get Azorious the chance to feed on a few people in the backrooms without the angel knowing what was going on, for that matter. He doubted that the demon had had the chance to get all that he wanted in the last few days, either, considering that they'd been in and out of the apartment all the time. One of them had to be there to keep an eye on Sijashi and make sure that nobody else came knocking, and most of the time, that ended up being Azorious. He was the stronger, after all, and - on a more meta scale - him being here meant that other demons were less likely to come knocking, since they'd think that the angel - if they were able to pick up on his aura - was already being taken care of.
But even with that in mind, Lykus hadn't been able to leave the apartment for long. He needed to stick around, make things a little easier, and...
Well, he needed to be there if Azorious ever stumbled over the truth. If Sijashi's angelic identity came out, that would need some negotiating, and while he trusted his demonic partner with his life, he didn't know what would happen. Having a third person involved would keep it from getting out of hand.
"What do you say?" Lykus said. "We could -"
Ring ring.
Ring ring.
"Hold that thought..."
Darting across the apartment for the landline, he wasn't terribly surprised to find that it was Drac calling in. He looked over his shoulder at the other two, made sure that Azorious was still involved with his workout, and turned to the receiver. Tap, then to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Lykus. I have a theory."
"That's a start, heh. Let's hear it."
"Can't. You know why."
Yes, he did, and it annoyed the hell out of him. Much as they wanted to talk freely, not only did he have to keep his mouth shut, but Drac couldn't get into details the way that he wanted to. There was a chance that one of the corporations could tap the lines, and that meant that they had to keep to the vague ways of talking. Not fun, and not the way that he liked to spend time with his friend.
But it kept people safe. He kept telling himself that. It kept people safe.
"Alright. Whatcha need?"
"Our friend. There should have been a book."
"Well...there was a page."
"Yes, yes, you showed me that. Anything else?"
"Weeeeeeeell no."
"That complicates things..."
"You need it?"
"Our friend needs it. And I think that we better get our hands on it, soon. The number of...miracles...are going up."
Miracles. That could mean just regular bits of magic, or it might mean that there was something else going on in the city that Drac wasn't able to talk about. Real miracles, perhaps, from real magic that came from the heavenly realms. And if there was an angelic book that was missing its pages, and the binding of the book was what kept the pages from spilling their power all over the place -
Oh. Oh, that was bad.
Lykus rubbed the back of his neck as he thought about it. His cards were pretty well-bound, but if, theoretically, that binding disappeared, the number of spells that would be going off at random was...more than he wanted to imagine. The cards held a great deal of power in check, and they were intentionally enchanted with enough energy to go off more than once, which meant that they weren't just a one-and-done sort of mine. They would go off again, and again, and again until all that energy was expended, even without someone there to activate them.
And considering that they were dealing with an angel, someone that had come from a realm that had as much magic, if not more, than Desiderium...
"We need to find those."
"For multiple reasons, yes."
"Oh. Speaking of. The page -"
"We are NOT discussing what that did."
"Oh, ho ho, now we are."
"Not on the phone."
"Fine, fine. So, you need me to nab all this?"
"That's correct."
"Alrighty, then. I'll come down to your office to get a target list."
"That's what I need. See you soon."
Click.
Lykus grinned as he put the phone down, only for it to fade as soon as he finished turning around. If he was going to do this, that meant that he could help Sijashi get his memory back, but in order to do that, he'd have to leave the pair of them alone. Which was exactly what he had been trying not to do for the last few days, but...
It's Azorious. If there's anyone I can trust to do the right thing, it's Azorious.
That much, he could have faith in. Nodding to himself, he walked across the room, kneeling by the demon in the middle of his push-ups. Azorious looked his way.
"Something up?"
"Yeah. A few favors for Drac; he's got a lead on where some of our friend's memories could be."
"Heh, need me to come along?"
"Nah, you know I'm better at stealing when I'm by myself. Or with you inside me, but...well, you know the score," he said, nodding toward the reading lion. "Keep an eye on him while I'm gone?"
"Heh. Just so long as you bring me something nice when you get back."
"Horse?"
"At least."
"You got it."
Azorious rolled onto his side, and the pair of them shared a quick hug. Tight, too, tight enough to pull a little squeak from the striped wolf's mouth. He chuckled, patted his best friend on the back, and darted out of the apartment. He snagged his deck-boxes from the hangars by the door, slapped on a pair of clothes through one of the enchanted cards, and was soon on his way.
#
Sijashi watched Lykus leave with a faint hint of concern, though he did his best to subdue it. There was no reason to be bothered at being left alone with Azorious, considering it had already happened four times in the last few days, but the prickling...
The white-furred lion looked down at the tablet again, trying to lose himself in the records of magical learning. The screen wasn't quite his style; he preferred the feeling of solid paper, leather bindings, and other such things, but it was enough to get the information across. And yet, for as much as he read through the records to learn, there was another reason that he kept his nose down, and that -
"Mmmph...fuck, that feels good..."
He looked up out of the corner of his eyes at the naked red-and-black wolf. Azorious had gotten to his feet, and was stretching with his arms up and over his head, and his legs were spread just enough to show that heavy, tapered shaft swinging back and forth. It was always like that when he was exercising, or even just vaguely excited about something, and...and it was very difficult to look away from.
Not necessarily in a sensual way, of course. He was curious, to an extent, and there was something to the scent that the larger wolf put out while he was exercising, but he didn't have the same obvious interests that Lykus and Azorious had toward others.
No, no, it was more the sheer size and scale of the other male. Azorious was, in a word, massive, and despite his own apparent knowledge of how to fight (Lykus had tested a few things with him, and he'd reacted like someone that knew at least the basics of self-defense), it was difficult to imagine someone taking the big guy on. The wolf was powerful, both with the thick muscles across his chest and down his arms, and in the strange feeling of magic that he put out all the time. It was like being around a generator, feeling the raw power that was constantly pumping off it, and wondering just what was happening inside.
Sijashi looked up from the tablet again, watching as that wobbling cock went back and forth. It didn't bother him to look at that, either, as its sheer heft and girth fascinated him on an intellectual level. There was something about it that prickled at his brain the way that the wolf's presence prickled at his body, and he still didn't know why.
They are kind people, he told himself.
That didn't make the prickling feeling go away, but at least it made it less unopposed. It was like the instinctual way of someone turning from a fire that was too hot for them; it pushed at him, telling him that this wasn't a good thing to be around, that he should put some distance between himself and the source of the metaphorical flame. It was always there, and it got stronger when Azorious was close to him, like he was now. Having the big dog going back to push-ups near the couch meant that the strange heat rose and fell with each motion.
But it was at odds with the way that the wolves treated him. Lykus? Yes, the excitable wolf was a little bit pushy sometimes, but he was a good man, a puppy of a man, one that wanted the best for everyone around him. The lion respected that, even if there were moments when he rather wished that he could be left alone to his reading.
Azorious, on the other hand...
Another push.
Another swell of heat.
Another series of prickles up and down his skin that told him to run away.
And yet, it never made sense. Azorious had done nothing to him. If anything, the bigger of the two wolves had been nothing but pleasant. A little crass and crude, perhaps, and certainly more self-indulgent at the dinner table and with his nudity and the way that he got himself off at night, but that was to be expected with someone that was that in-tune with their own body. Someone that knew their needs was more likely to indulge, as he had already figured.
But the way that he still offered to cook, or clean, or join Sijashi with getting things in their proper place? That was hardly the sort of behavior that hospitality demanded. It would have been entirely possible to leave him alone and still keep him protected.
And yet, Azorious did nothing of the sort.
Fascinating.
As the big red hound kept exercising, building up a layer of sweat all up and down his body, Sijashi reached the end of his text. He put the tablet to the side, folding his hands over his lap, and watched Azorious go through a few more reps of exercise before clearing his throat. The red and black wolf turned to him.
"Hmm?"
"I was wondering. Do you, perchance, have a library?"
"If it isn't on the tablet, not much else I can offer you in the house."
"Hmm. That's a pity."
"But there's a hell of a lot of libraries in the city."
"Are there?"
"Ain't reliable, all of them, but there's a lot of good ones," the red and black wolf said.
"Libraries..."
There was a surge of something deep inside, a warmth that demanded to be assuaged. He wondered if that was what the wolves felt when they were thinking about sex; to him, it was like a sudden hunger, a need, to be surrounded by faded pages, to smell the soft musk that clung to them, to reach out and stroke the smooth, stiff bindings, to hear them crack and open for him and flutter with old information. It was...almost sensual, he realized, to think about all those books that way, and yet, it was how it felt to him.
Azorious must have seen it on his face or something, because the wolf looked him dead in the eye. The bigger male chuckled.
"Fucking hell. You're horny for books."
"I am not."
"Hey, might not be hump-horny, but you're horny for 'em."
"...Perhaps. I am not yet sure -"
"Tell you what. You stick with me - and I'm serious here, you promise to stick with me - and I'll take you to one of the good libraries. If it was safer, I'd take you to the wizard lizard's library, but that's just a bit too public for keeping you safe. But I know someone else that's got a pretty good collection, and I think you'd like it there."
"A good collection, hmm? How good?"
"Ehhhh, I'd say about half the size of the apartment building?"
Sijashi was on his feet in half a second, his vest of a shirt almost falling from his shoulders at the sudden movement. He was only half-aware of how fast he'd moved, and was only aware of how silly it must have looked when the wolf chuckled to himself.
"...I did not know I could do that."
"Clearly."
"Let's just -"
"I'll get my shit."
"Your...what?"
"You'll see."
#
It was certainly an experience walking at the side of a well-armed wolf. Azorious had left the building with a sword hilt sticking out over his shoulder and the rest of the blade running down to his hips, a greatsword that most would struggle to lift two-handed. Along his waist were several scroll-like containers - which Sijashi itched to examine - and he carried several daggers tucked into different places along his sleeves, pant-legs, and over his waist. All in all, he was surprisingly well-armed.
Yet, he still seemed to carry himself as if he didn't need them. Somehow, with all that gear, he looked like someone that could still win a fight without ever pulling one of the weapons from their sheaths. He just...felt powerful.
It was comforting, in an odd way. It meant that he was safe.
They walked toward the north side of the city, leaving the waterfront and the other apartments near it behind. Sijashi wondered where Lykus had gone for the day, but that was probably something he would find out when the other wolf came back for the night. Likely smelling of sex, too, if he followed the usual pattern.
At least he's getting what makes him happy, Sijashi thought with a rueful smile.
Azorious was surprisingly quiet as they walked through the busy streets, skirting the edge of the corporate buildings - or at least, what Sijashi assumed were the corporate buildings, considering the way that they were lit up with neon and electric magic - and kept to the boundary between the built-up part of the district and the neighboring Dead Zone. They kept zigzagging across the boundary, and each time they did, Sijashi felt the difference in the ambient magic in the air.
"This place...is really dead," he muttered under his breath as they crossed the border yet again.
"Yeah, well, that's what happens when the rich guys decide not to spend money, or magic."
In the 'good' part of the city, he had always felt magic stirring beneath his feet. It was carved into the streets, hung through the wires in the air, and spread through every bit of the city proper. It was waiting like a parental hand, ready to step in and catch someone if they got hurt, or stop someone from hurting another. Of course, it wouldn't stop everything, but it was there to stop more than it allowed.
The Dead Zone, on the other hand, was bereft of that. There was nothing of that magical touch, nothing of the ambient power in the air that was keeping everyone safe. Cars shot down the streets with nothing to slow them down, and every so often, a burst of lightning shot from one window to another, cast like gunfire, and blew a chunk of the opposing building away. It just...happened, and there was nothing to stop it or slow it down.
"How do people live like this?" he asked as they passed under a half-fallen building.
"Heh, better than you'd think," Azorious said. "There's a lot of ways to make a living without all the other stuff around you."
"I suppose."
"You think everyone needs some help?"
"I think that it hurts to feel like it's never there."
"...That's a way to look at it, heh. You're a softy, you know that?"
"I suppose I am. Is that a bad thing?"
"Not as long as you're honest about it," the big wolf said, holding a chunk of debris up with effortless ease as the lion slipped under it. "If you're a bit of a shit about it, you come off as sanctimonious. If you really mean it, then you just got a heart."
"I'm glad we can see eye to eye on this."
"Heh, closer than Lykus gets."
"He isn't that -"
"Heh, lookie what we have here..."
He froze in mid-step as he heard the familiar voice. Sijashi slowly looked over his shoulder, staring down the street at the approaching hyenas. Bruised and a little battered, there was still no mistaking them as anything but the men that had waylaid him before. Just seeing them sent a shiver down his spine, setting off a different feeling of magical prickles as they looked him up and down.
"Hey, tall, dark, and fiery. This guy's ours," the shorter hyena in front said. "And we want him back."
"Sijashi?" Azorious asked.
"They're lying," he muttered, shaking his head. "They...they tried to claim me, but -"
"Ah, don't be like that, bitch," the hyena said, smirking. "You remember how it felt to be on your knees in front of us, don't you? How good it felt to get rid of all those bad feelings for fucking up our hideout by sucking us off?"
Sijashi could feel it again, but not so strong as the first time. It was like a ghost of that first spell, one that sent tingles right down to his cock and balls. His loose pants started tenting, his cock rising despite itself in the crotch of his sweatpants. The white-furred lion groaned under his breath, shaking his head.
"Nnngh...you made me..."
"Don't you fucking argue with me, kid. You know what you did. You know what you deserve."
Deserve.
What he did.
His cock twitched, pushing up, up, up between his legs, soon starting to pull at the waistband of his pants. Sijashi clenched his hands into fists, feeling a faint hint of the fog that had taken over before. The hyena did have a subtle glow to him this time, but it was nothing compared to the golden aura that he had put off a few days ago.
He could resist this.
He did resist this.
"Now get your ass over here and -"
"Guys."
Azorious's voice cut through the 'commanding' shouts from the hyenas with ease, and Sijashi whipped his head up to look at the wolf properly. The red and black canine chuckled, his hands at his sides as he shook his head.
"If you really want this bitch, come here and get him. Not like he'd put up much of a fight."
"What -"
A flicker of movement caught Sijashi's eye. It was nothing much, just a little gesture from a couple of fingers. Wait, wait.
Against his better judgment, he trusted the other male. Instead of fighting or shouting, he just stood there as the hyenas chuckled, walking across the street. The leader was still glowing, but it pathetic compared to the glorious sight that it had been the first time. Still enough to keep him hard, but not enough to make him obey. The hyena reached out -
THUNK!
The first hyena went down with nothing more than a soft 'thump' of Azorious's fist to the top of his head. Not even a punch, just a little tap, and he was out. The other two started to reach, but the wolf's hands wrapped around their heads and...
And they froze...
And got hard...
And went red-eyed.
"Theeeere we go. Gimme a minute; it's been a while since I -"
"Fed?"
Azorious paused, looking back. Sijashi couldn't look away. Not because the wolf forced him to stare, but because he finally understood. The strength, the magic, the sex: it all tied back to the same base thing.
"You are a demon, are you not?" Sijashi asked.
"...So?" Azorious muttered, turning around. "Not like I've done a damn thing to you."
"You have done a great many things. All good."
"..."
"You have protected me, and you have gone out of your way to make me feel welcome. You've shown off to make sure I know I can trust you...and you've done everything you could to make sure that I felt safe and happy around you and Lykus."
"That's what you do," Azorious muttered.
"That is what a good person does. Therefore, you are a good person."
"Heh, that's not usually the way this works, Sijashi."
"This is true. Goodness is subjective, and it can be twisted and bent, used to deceive and hide evil," the lion agreed. "But I do not feel that is the case with you."
"Heh, why's that?"
"I have no evidence, only feelings. But I suppose we can find evidence right now."
Sijashi walked around the fallen hyena to the other two, looking down at their bulges and the way that their pre-cum was already staining their pants. It wasn't the first time that he had seen that happen around Azorious, but now that he understood what the wolf was, he finally knew why. He looked back at his protector.
"I will watch."
"...You'll what?"
"I will watch. And that will tell me what kind of man you are."
"...Never took you for a voyeur, heh."
"And I never took you for a demon."
"Says what kind of things you think about demons."
"Perhaps. Or maybe it says what kind of man you are," Sijashi said.
Azorious said nothing. Instead, the demon wolf led him around the corner, and the hypnotized hyenas followed.
The End
Summary: Sijashi has been staying with Lykus and Azorious for a while now. Time to show how they're getting used to their visitor sticking around.