Claws on my Heart Ch 4
At some point I passed out last night, the sun is directly overhead now as it shines down on my face through the trees urging me to wake up. I’m slowly made aware of the burning sensation racking my body the memories of the previous night trickling in. As they start to hit me I get made more aware of the pain and what I had done. It was stupid of me to push him like that, cruel and reckless. I was greedy, I wanted more and now we were both probably in agony after the fact. Tilting my head up I’m still dizzy and disoriented, I see that I’m laying in Killian’s bedroll and that my midsection has been bandaged heavily as streaks of red stain the cloth. Out of fear I decide not to look under the covers. He was nowhere to be seen, probably still reeling from what he had done. I vaguely recall the last moments we were under the influence of soul dust together, things had turned sour. 
I should be howling in pain, but there is just a sharp biting sensation whenever I move a muscle in my lower half. I’m left with my thoughts to reflect on everything. I hated myself for thinking it, this is why interspecies relationships are taboo, the human always gets hurt in the end. We were too fragile in their hands. They were akin to wild beasts, the ones hunted for food. Mindless creatures that just ate, fucked, and reproduced not another thought in their head. I rub my forehead, that was stupid Killian had hopes and dreams just like the rest of us. I was going to teach him to read and write a luxury that he was never offered. 
However, this was partially his fault. For the first time I felt anger, rage towards him, he hurt me badly. I wasn’t thinking clearly and neither was he but he should have known better than that. My hands squeezed into fists as I pounded the soft ground, how could I have been so stupid to trust him to stop after taunting him like I did. I see a leaf land on my chest as I lay there, moving to brush it off touching my skin feels wonderful. I think I was still high. A small mercy, that’s what was probably keeping the pain at bay but it shouldn’t last much longer. 
I’m not left to my own thoughts for long as I see that hulking brute push his way through the forest and come up to me. He avoids my gaze, he looked like shit. Silently handing me a waterskin as he weakly offers an apology. 
“I’m sorry.”
That was it? I’m sorry? Seeing the waterskin I’m made aware of how dehydrated I am, my mouth feels dry. I just take it and start to chug it down, in fact I drink all of it. Letting it go panting I look back up at the wolfman. 
“That’s all you have to say?” I try to get up but am quickly reminded of why that is a bad idea. It feels like he had applied some sort of medical aid between my legs. I lay back down and just wait, that’s all I can do for now.
“At least, look me in the eye when you say it.”
His eyes were bloodshot like he had been crying as he faced me “I didn’t mean to hurt you, but you never said spicy I couldn’t stop myself. I thought it was fine, I didn’t realize what I was doing.”
“You gave me that stuff, I trusted you. I wasn’t thinking clearly, and it still hasn’t worn off yet!”
He looks at me and sniffles “I know, I’ll understand if you hate me. I promise to heal your wounds, and if you wanted to… take revenge. I won’t stop you. That woman was wrong, there is no hope for I am a cursed devil.”
It was a funny feeling, revenge wasn’t something I was craving at the moment. I did want to punch him in the snout at the very least but even the thought of physically harming him made me sick. Something was wrong with me I could tell.
I just lay there, I start having a panic attack. My breathing became erratic, I started to tremble as I clutched my chest in an attempt to calm down my beating heart. My eyes are wide open as the sun’s rays burn them I try blink but my body refuses. I was reeling, spiraling as the feelings of being Killian wash over me. It was confusing recalling memories of having fur, sharp teeth and inhuman strength. Not to mention what he did to me bent over that log. He enjoyed every second of it. I wanted it, to be a wolfman like him. Was I an addict already? The most horrible thoughts race through my mind as I consider this. If I got enough of the stuff I could just tie him down and force us to ingest enough of it to make that happen. It would be the perfect revenge, give him a taste of his own medicine as I steal his body. 
A large furry paw brings me back to reality, I see him blocking the sun from my face with his back as he stroked my face with tears in his eyes. I jerk my face away from him in a panic and he reels back as well. Clearly this was painful for us both. 
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that last night it was too much. I hate myself for it, I just break things and now I’ve broken the love we shared for but a day.”
He was being sincere, my breathing slows as I push the feelings of being a wolfman to the back of my mind. “You know what the most messed up thing about all this is? I felt everything you did, you enjoyed doing all those things to me last night. I don’t want to admit this but I feel like I should, I want more.”
He looks at me in disbelief “Daniel your wounds, why would you want more?”
I shake my head “You don’t understand, I’m not talking about the sex. I want … to be like you. I don’t want to be human anymore, feeling what you did was the best and worst thing that has ever happened to me. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
He’s obviously stunned, what do you respond with to something like that? “Daniel, we both know that’s not really possible…”
I regret my words before I say them. “No it is, if we do enough of the soul dust we’d swap bodies right?” He looks horrified, a face that doesn’t look good on him. It’s obvious he wants to make things right, but not like that.
“I .. I can’t do that.” He looks broken, and I broke him. 
Maybe it was me, still feeling the effects of the drug albeit greatly reduced. Realizing what I had said couldn’t be taken back the look on my face probably said I was serious. We’re both total wrecks, everyone was right. I shouldn’t be with this man it wasn’t going to work. But there was still the matter of my injuries.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that it was cruel.” We just sit in silence for a while, he blocks the sun’s rays from my face which I appreciate at the very least. 
“How are you feeling?” He would just ask out of nowhere.
“My lower half hurts, a lot. I think I’m still high so the pain is pretty dulled. I didn’t look, how bad is it?”
I can see him tremble “Bad.”
“Any idea of how long this will take to heal?”
“I don’t know.”
I try to look at him but he evades my gaze. “Can I … hold your paw?”
He gives it to me shakily, I never would have guessed a warrior like him would ever get rattled like this. I hold his furry paw in my hands, petting his fur. It feels nice, feels better when you have a coat of your own I think to myself. I take his paw and place it on my chest, the cool pads feel great on my skin. I stifle a little moan as I push it down further, Killian pulls it back quickly.
“You’re in no shape for that Daniel, I didn’t think it would last this long. The fault is mine, I’ll go get you something to eat.” He gets up and storms off, spear in hand ready to hunt. 
Maybe this was for the best, we both needed time. I was dreading the pain that was coming though, hopefully I wouldn’t be waiting here too long. I didn’t want to go home, the shame of facing Leo in this condition would ruin us both. Thinking about that concerned face telling me how right he was about everything made me sick. I was in denial.
The sun traveled overhead and it soon became evening, and Killian returned with a wild turkey in hand. I was much more aware of the damage to my body, I could barely sit up anymore. He had already plucked it, starting to gather things for a fire. I call out to him “Hey, I’m hungry.” My stomach grumbled angrily.
“I’ll cook dinner and you can have as much as you want.”
“No, I can eat it raw.” The feeling was overwhelming seeing the dead bird, I wanted to sink my fangs into that juicy meat.
He looks at me with great concern. “Humans get sick if they eat raw meat Daniel, you’re not a wolf. I also got something for the pain.” He holds up a few leafy plants in his paw, I don’t recognize them. They looked pretty, the leaves were shaped like little puffy stars.
I don’t have the strength to argue as waves of pain rack my body. If I just stay really still, it’s not that bad. The smell of dinner wafts over to my nose, and it smells funny. Finally I got that sense back, it was getting weird not having it. I can smell the coppery blood on my bandages, the roasting turkey, Killian’s scent all around me, and the acrid medicinal herbs that were being grinded. It was weird, I don’t remember my sense of smell being this good before. 
I just lay there and wait, I hear soft foot steps come closer as that furry muzzle hangs over me. “Can you sit up?”
I just shake my head “It hurts to move, please don’t make me.”
I watch as he sits down next to me and slathers the ground herbs all over chunks of meat. “Here this will make it go down easier.” I open my mouth and he gives it to me, it tastes awful. But I chew and force it down, I really hoped the herbs would work. Thankfully the herbs were front loaded, so I got to enjoy a few chunks of turkey by themselves before I got full. Killian ravenously ate the rest, it looked like doing it that way was comforting for him. 
I let out a sigh of relief as it didn’t take long for the medicine to kick in. The pain started to subside as Killian changed my bandages, I closed my eyes, I refused to look. Once my abdomen was done we just stared at each other for a minute, neither wanting to confront the real horror. 
“It’s okay, just leave it for now.” 
“It could get infected, it needs to be cleaned.”
I shudder, he was right. “It doesn’t hurt too bad, I’ll do it.”
I don’t think he has the strength to fight me on this, he hands me a bucket of warm spring water, some green ointment he made and a roll of bandages. Then gets up and walks away out of sight. 
The pain was dull enough that I could stand up, moving deeper into the trees. It hurt like hell as I wiped away the old dressing and cleaned the area. Just feeling what the flesh was like made me cry. What the fuck was wrong with me? Re-applying the ointment and bandaging it up I return to the clearing, laying back down and tucking myself in.
Night had rolled in, I wondered if Leo was worried about me. Would he come looking for me? There wasn’t much I could do from here I just wanted to heal. 
“Killian are you there?”
I hear him come closer. “Yes Daniel?”
“Can you tell me a story to help me sleep?” I felt like a child. My body was big and strong, but my spirit was broken in more ways than one.
“Have you ever heard the tale of the mountain king?”
“No, something from your homeland I take it?”
“Yes, it’s a very old story almost every wolf knows it.” He sits down next to me and begins.
“There once was a wolf who wanted to be king. He was born to a poor and weak couple. His fur was black as night, a cursed pup for sure. The couple not wanting to care for the poor boy anymore tossed him out into the river. That pup did not drown, he floated along the icy currents until it brought him before the angry mountain. Every several hundred years the mountain becomes angry and spews liquid fire from its peak creating black glass and horrible black clouds. The pup was surely cursed, for even though he did not drown in icy waters the mountain would surely take him. The mountain saw the cursed pup and tried to cleanse him, it erupted and liquid fire rolled down its slopes reaching the pup, he did not burn. It warmed the pup back up and dried him off, he was drawn closer to the flames. They say his black fur protected him as ascended the mountain, at the peak he stepped across a lake of liquid fire. In the middle of that lake he found something, a special metal stronger, lighter, and more beautiful than any other. He molded the hot metal easily in his small hands forming a crown. Placing it upon his head he wanted to take revenge on those who shunned him and tried to kill him. He stomped on the ground and made the mountain spew forth more liquid fire, consuming many wolves in it’s path. In his rage, he gave those that survived the very same metal his crown was made of as the liquid fire cooled. To appease the mountain king offerings are given at the base of the mountain every year.”
“That was a good story, but I just realized something. You don’t call yourself a wolfman, is that just a human thing?”
He nods “Yes, a very annoying human thing. Humanity believes they came first, so everyone else is just a something-man.”
“Sorry, I just assumed… never mind. I’ll just call your people wolves from now on. Will you be here when I wake up?” I had more questions, but I was tired. In my current condition, I needed him.
“Of course, I’ll keep watch and make sure you heal that’s a promise.”
I was exhausted even though I’ve just been laying here all day. Closing my eyes sleep takes me rather quickly. As soon as I do, my body jolts itself awake. I’m not in the forest lying in a bedroll anymore. I look around and I’m in a rather cozy room. There was a small fire crackling in the hearth, the floors and walls were made out of wood. I was laying on a real mattress, it felt like laying on a cloud. I didn’t see any doors or windows, as far as dreams go this was pretty great. 
Something was off though, while I was happy to just lay there at peace, I realized this was the first time I felt in control of a dream. I tried to move my arm, it slid out from under the covers. I was greeted with my own furry paw, the hair was pitch black, just like Killian. I smiled, this felt good, like slipping on a glove. 
I tried to get out of bed, flinging the covers off. I was naked, I saw my furry sheath and balls resting between my legs. My new digitigrade legs complete with foot paws, I flexed my toes testing them out. I try to stand up, slip and fall. This is the body I want, but I have no idea how to walk with these. I just sit there, reaching up to my face to feel my own muzzle, wet nose, flicking my tongue across the sharp teeth almost nicking myself. I opened my maw to speak, the words came out wrong and jumbled as I nearly bit my long tongue several times. I was like a newborn babe, couldn’t even walk. I stick my tongue out as far as I can it was long as hell, damn that’s freaky. Looking at my hands they were paws now complete with sharpened claws at the ends. I heard something behind me, a loud thumping. I can feel it, my tail is wagging on it’s own as realization sets in. Best dream ever. 
Looking around the room there’s no way out and no mirror, I want to see my new face. I just idly touch this new dreamy body I have, I think I’m a lot bigger, around Killian’s size. My thoughts travel elsewhere, I look down between my legs and I just have to know. I start touching myself, it feels good as I cup my balls and play with my sheath. I can feel it get hard inside me, pushing its way up. I watch in anticipation as my sheath swells, seeing my red pointed dick greet me as it pokes out.
Suddenly there’s a voice behind me, no all around me I can’t tell from where. “Having fun?”
I look but there is nobody. I’m alone in this room. Being surprised like that made my boner go away so I just try to stand again. I hold onto the bedframe as I shift my weight awkwardly under my new legs. The arms were familiar just a bit longer as I come to a standing position. My legs were shaking as I try to keep my balance, taking my first few steps.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, I turn around and see Killian there, we were a similar height. His voice was all wrong, it was much deeper. That was his handsome face and golden eyes staring right back at me no mistake. We were both naked. 
“Glad to see you enjoying your new body pup, this is what you wanted isn’t it?”
I try to speak again, but I just make sounds. This muzzle was too different from a human mouth. He hushes me. 
“You don’t need to speak, just think about it.” I try it, and just think in my head about what I want to say. 
“This is weird, I didn’t think it would be like this I can’t talk or walk.”
He replies “What did you think was going to happen? Humans and wolves are two very different beings, look at your legs. The bones for walking are all different, not to mention the feet. Don’t even get me started on that pretty muzzle of yours.”
“This is just a dream isn’t it?”
“I don’t know, you tell me.”
I can barely stand as I let go of the bed frame, I reach out and touch his cheek. It certainly feels real, but I know something like this is impossible.
“Who are you?” I think to myself, this can’t be the man I know. I can smell him, I use my new sniffer to take a few whiffs. I recognize Killian’s scent clear as day. 
He gives me a strong shove onto the bed, I can’t keep my balance as I hit the mattress. It was big enough for a wolf like us. I roll over and he straddles my hips, rubbing his ass against my sheath. 
“Who am I? I’m a friend, here to help you. You still like this familiar face don’t you?” His firm ass starts to grind against my sheath and it feels amazing as I feel my canine cock start to poke out. 
“STOP, what is this? This doesn’t feel like a dream.”
He just smiles and keeps going, I can feel my newfound strength in my arms and chest. I know for a fact this isn’t Killian so I take a swing. He catches my paw in his with ease, this wasn’t a dream, I wasn’t in control here he was.
I think about it for a moment “Spicy.”
He gets off of me pouting taking a seat on the bed next to me. “You’re no fun, why not take that cock you love so much for a spin?”
“Why are you doing this, what do you want?” I watch my red tip disappear between my legs for the second time tonight, I was curious but this was too weird.
“Fine, on to business then. Have you been feeling weird lately, cravings that you didn’t have before? Maybe one of your senses is a bit better?”
Somehow he knew, there was no hiding it. “I got the urge to eat raw meat, I keep thinking about Killian’s body, how it felt so much better than mine. My sense of smell improved, I wanted to be like him so I thought I was just imagining it.”
“I’ll throw you a bone, this right here right now, you’re not imagining it. This is the real deal. I can give you what you want if you can give me what I want.”
“What do you want?”
He smiles, imitating Killian’s “I want you. After what you did, you are the perfect vessel. You’re torn right now, both body and soul. When you let his soul touch you, it stained you. The soul of a wolf in the body of a man. I can fix that, all you have to do is let me in. You’ll wake up a brand new man. Then one day soon, you can stay like this forever.”
His paw traces my around my mane, petting me. I lean into the touch loving it. He scratches behind my big long ears, making me pant. Rubbing my chest and belly makes me squirm with delight. He lets me go as I start looking down at my furry body, I would have to learn how to be a wolf but it felt amazing. I was stronger, bigger, better. It was tempting so very tempting. Obviously he wasn’t telling me everything, but this was a golden opportunity I couldn’t pass up. Fuck the consequences, you don’t get what you want without a little sacrifice. Besides if this really was just a dream, no harm no foul.
There was one thing I wanted to try before I agreed, as if he knew the moment I thought about it his paw was rubbing my sheath again. “No harm in just trying it out right? You won’t regret it when you wake up.” I didn’t know who this was, but if they could both mend my wounds and change my body, I was willing to give it a shot. 
If I was still asleep in the real world, then he was right what’s the harm in just experimenting a bit? I don’t waste any more time. I kiss the facsimile of Killian and drive my long tongue between his lips, trying my best to avoid the teeth. I feel one of them graze me as I wrestle with his tongue, there was so much more man to love as a wolf. Pulling back I can taste my own blood, it tasted … sweet. 
The imposter pushed me on my back as he got on top of me again, grinding that firm ass on my sheath. I don’t fight it anymore, I feel my tip poke out as it rubs between his cheeks. I can see his cock poking out too, it looked exactly like Killian’s in every way. He gets off and shows me my shaft, it was red, pointed, and very hard. He started to pull my sheath back, it was like pulling back the foreskin on my human dick but better. My paws gripped the sheets hard as I whined needily until I felt it, my knot was trying to slide out. I watched as that fleshy bulb worked its way up making my toes curl. My cock wasn’t as big as Killian’s I guessed it was about a 9 inch shaft, a little slimmer, and then I had the knot. It was definitely an improvement. Just looking at it made me grin from ear to ear, hell yes. He brought his muzzle down and my shaft sank between his lips. 
“Oooooh fuuuuck.” I was instantly sold, but things weren’t going to end here. I grab his head and start thrusting into his maw, his tongue expertly works me and I don’t feel a single tooth. Eventually I can start to smell it better, his scent and mine. It smells good, I’m more aware of it with my new nose. My knot slips out from my sheath and it feels incredibly satisfying. I want more, I go harder using my newfound strength to drive my dick down his throat as I hear the satisfying sounds of wet sloppy sex. My crotch is damp after going for a long time. I start to get tired, it feels incredible but I can’t cum, he hasn’t touched my knot yet. 
As if on que he pins my arms to the side, letting my slick shaft slide out of his maw as it twitches in the air. I admire it a bit more, I wanted this. He positions himself on my chest as he turns around, presenting his hole to my long muzzle. I dive right in, using my long tongue to make big strokes across his winking hole. I hear him moan, I knew just how good this felt. He bends back over, and my dick is enveloped in that warm velvety tunnel again. I eat his ass out, stuffing my tongue as deep as it would go getting it nice and slick. 
Soon enough, he sits back up and turns to face me, his cock flops down on my chest and drips pre into my fur. Grabbing me by the knot he makes me buck up into him needily, soon my tapered tip is sliding inside him. Feeling that hole stretch and squeeze every inch of me was amazing, not as good as last night but still. Everything is slick as my shaft slides deeper into his ass, when my knot kisses his hole I can feel it. The primal urge, the need to ram it inside and cum. I grab his hips and start fucking him, I was strong enough to lift him up and down on my cock. Each time I pressed my knot into him a little more incessantly feeling it make some progress. 
One of his paws grabs my throat, pinning me down. Fuck me he was strong, even with this new body I couldn’t budge him off. I felt my dick slide out of him, making me whine in protest, I was so close. “Not yet pup, I have something else in mind for you.” He leans down and gives my neck a deep sniff. “By the way, you smell divine.” I watch his huge cock flop around, needily leaking pre as he got off the bed, behind him is a very familiar looking log. I watch him bend over it, exposing his hole to me. “Don’t you want to, get a little payback?”
I don’t know what’s wrong with me, seeing him exposed like that I fucking want to. This should have made me sick but instead I growl, a deep rumble coming out of my chest as I bare my fangs. Desire burns hot as I try to get up, stumbling forward awkwardly but I make it there, getting on my knees behind him. My cock throbs, I yank his tail out of the way hard and he whines a bit. Hearing him in pain turns me on.
Lining my cock up with his hole, I find it extremely tight, not like an ass that was recently being fucked. “I’ll show you how it fucking felt to be raped bastard.” I cram it inside him, my tapered tip made for a penetration like this as it slowly slides inside. It feels exactly how I remember it.
“Feels good doesn’t it? Unlike your frail human body you can’t hurt me here. Go for it.” He looks bored, like he was just waiting for this to be over so he could get what he really wanted. That pisses me off, with a body like this I wasn’t weak anymore. I could take a man like him if I wanted to. I forcefully shove my dick inside him, I don’t pull out. My legs are shaking as my fingers twitch against his midsection. I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to. Each agonizing inch I fed into that tight hole wanted to make me get more of myself inside him. I felt the halfway point come, I used the strength in my core to force it in. It was incredible feeling that tightness grip me and kiss my knot. I started to fuck him slowly, with powerful thrusts. Each time my knot barely made a dent in cramming itself inside. I can’t cum this way, I need to knot him.
“Come on, you know what you have to do. Let go, you’re a wolf aren’t you?”
Damn right I was, my fingers dig into his sides I can feel the flesh give way as my claws tear into him. I hold his hips right where I want them. With all the strength I can muster I fuck his tight ass. I’m panting like a madman as I plow him, I can feel his ass stretching around my knot. I can’t take it anymore, I can’t. With one final push I feel it slip inside hearing a wet pop, I hold him there as I start to cum. The tightness on my knot opened a valve in my cock. My ass clenches as I pump him full of my semen, there was so much of it. It didn’t stop I just kept cumming until I felt like my soul was going to leave my body. My orgasm takes what feels like minutes to die down, I just hold him there against me. 
I think to myself “If this is what it feels like every time, I’d do anything.”
I can practically hear the smug grin on his face. “Anything?”
“Whoever you are, whatever you are. You know me, anything within reason and I’ll let you in whatever the fuck that means.”
I watch as he places a foot on my stomach and pushes, my knot pops out of him and I swear I have a little mini orgasm from the sensation. My cum is leaking out of his ass onto the floor. He offers me a paw, I take it and he pulls me to my feet. I steady myself by holding onto his shoulders. He places a paw over my heart “Daniel Hayes, do you agree to let me in? If you agree I will mend your body, soul, and turn you into the wolf you know yourself to be.”
“Hayes? Is that my last name?”
He breaks into cacophonous laughter. It takes him a second to gather himself “You humans never cease to amaze me, you didn’t even know your own last name.”
He wounds my pride, but I can see that he’s holding out his paw now, he wants me to shake it to seal the deal. I think to myself for a moment. “And, you won’t harm those I love. Emotionally, physically, or in whatever sick twisted way you can think of.”
I can see him roll his eyes. “Yes, that too, now do you agree?”
“One last thing, I want to see my face, as I am now.”
He snaps his fingers and spins me around, I’m looking at the most handsome wolf I have ever seen in the mirror. The proportions were immaculate, everything looked symmetrical. Not a single strand of hair was out of place. I had midnight black fur all over my body, my muzzle was thick and strong, bones would snap under my bite. Snarling I could see each sharp and deadly tooth. But most of all, my eyes. They were blood red. 
My tail wags as fast as it can while his hand creeps around my hip pulling me in close it felt good, like how Killian would hold me “Magnificent.” I smiled and chuckled as I took his hand and shook it. What happened next was a blur, he pressed a finger to my forehead and then I let him in. There was only one thing I could remember, something tasted sweet.
I slowly came to my senses, I was back in the woods, lying in that bedroll. Dawn was barely on the way as a soft blue light creeped across the landscape. I shot up, there was no pain looking at myself, I was still a human. My old skin, bones, muscles, hair, everything was in order. I peered under the covers, touched my sides. It felt fine, I stood up and everything felt fine. I tore off the bandages and cleaned my backside, I hear a panicked rustling through the bushes as Killian rushes to my side. “Stop! What are you doing…” he looks at my healed wounds in disbelief. “How?”
I refrain from telling him about the dream and the bargain I struck. I’d tell him eventually just not right now. I try talking again, everything sounds perfectly fine. “It was you love, all those things you gave me must have healed me.”
He just can’t stop staring at the healed flesh, there weren’t even any scars. “Those herbs were for the pain, it shouldn’t have done this overnight.” I let him touch me, as I can see him looking down a bit farther. 
“That’s healed too, you make a fine healer Killian.” Something pokes me in the back of my skull, a feeling forgive him. I pull him into an embrace he just stands there in shock. Pulling his big handsome face down to mine I kiss him on the lips before whispering in his ear “I forgive you. Lets just not do anything like that ever again.”
He hugs me back, letting out the biggest sigh of relief. I must have removed a boulder off of his back. “After what I did, you don’t hate me?”
Nuzzling into his neck fluff and giving some deep scratches I can hear him swoon, I knew how good that could feel now. “I don’t hate you. I’ll admit, it was so much fun what we did that night. Your ass is amazing. I shouldn’t have encouraged you that much. We just got really carried away at the end I don’t need to get high to have a good night with you. But damn, I wish I had knot.”
He starts licking my face and giving me gentle kisses. “I’ll make it up to you I swear it.”
I calm him down and point to his spear. “Teach me how to use a spear.”
I see his eyes fill with pride as he stands up tall “I’ll make you deadlier than the sharpest sword.”
He doesn’t question how my wounds have healed, it was a miracle in his eyes and having hope restored was enough for a broken man to overlook anything. “I’ve been gone a few days, I’ll head back into town and start tying up loose ends. Once you’ve trained me and I teach you how to read and write. We have a long road ahead of us.”
He looks at me funny “What do you mean?”
I pull him close to me and turn us towards the rising sun. It is bright, but the view is stunning as the light dances around the landscape. “That, we’re going to see the world together. You’ve been around plenty of places I’d be honored if the love of my life would show me countless beautiful sunrises.”
I see him lost in thought, we just take in the sunrise for a minute standing there together. “Prepare yourself, we start tomorrow. Come here as soon as you can and be ready to sweat.”
After kissing my lover goodbye, I toss on my now dirty clothes from that night and start walking back into town, I don’t really know what my new friend wants. As long as I get what I want, he’ll get his piece too. 
I feel good about everything as I see the forge, it was cold at the moment. Opening the door and heading inside I hear Leo moving around in the back. He walks out to greet me, I guess I looked fine as he didn’t seem concerned.
“Took a whole day off, must have been enjoying yourself. I’m happy for you really it’s good to see you in good spirits all the time.”
So much has happened in such a short time, I don’t really know where to start. “Leo, I’ve made some decisions can we sit down and talk for a bit?”
We make our way to the back and sit at the table, I decide to be as honest. “At the festival Killian and I had a good time. There were more people than usual. It was funny seeing him out of his element, he’s not a bad man like people assume. You can probably tell, but we shared a night of passion. We’re in love plain and simple, and I want to go with him when he leaves.” 
Leo interjects “Woah, woah there lad. This is a big decision, you’re talking about running off with a man to who knows where. Besides you’re a smith, can’t really drag a forge around with you from place to place.”
“I know, that’s why he’s going to teach me to fight for real. Sure I got these.” I flex my arms and give the taut muscle a smack. “Now it’s just a matter of learning to use them better. We won’t leave for a while, at least until winter is over. So there’s time, and I want you to help me with something.”
“Let me get this right, you’re going to live as a sellsword now? After everything I’ve taught you, this is a huge waste of potential Daniel. There’s raw talent in your blood. You’re a fine smith, probably will be better than most in the trade one day. You’re really going to throw it all away for a man?”
I stand up proud and tall, letting him see the man that was in front of him. I was not some foolish boy blinded love, this was my life. “I’m not throwing it all away, I have a feeling that things will work themselves out. There’s more than one forge that exists you know. I’ll never quit being a smith you can count on that. Please hear me out on this, I want you to help me teach Killian to read and write. He wants to learn but nobody ever took the time to teach him. I bought a book and some writing supplies at the festival to get us started. Besides we won’t even be leaving until after winter we have time to work things out.”
I can see my request bothers him, nobody took the time to teach me before I moved here either. Taking my seat again he continues. “Never thought my forge would turn into a school, damn it all. Fine I’ll help you teach the wolfman to read and write. Maybe you’ll come to your senses somewhere along the way. Life isn’t easy outside these walls but you know that more than anyone.”
I can’t help but smile, it was good that he was letting me go makes it easier on both of us. “Hey, I’ll still be here for a while to help with the forge there’s time to figure all this out. Maybe we can find you another apprentice. I’m sure there are plenty of young boys looking to learn a profitable profession.”
He shakes his head “No, no more apprentices. I don’t feel like raising someone else’s kid. Besides none of them would be as talented as you, I have to get better if I want to keep up. I’ll be fine as long as my body doesn’t give out. Besides, I’ll have the bath all to myself.”
I get up and put my hand on his shoulder, it is firm as I squeeze slightly. “I’ll come back one day, this isn’t goodbye forever. Killian says we start in the morning, but I have something to show you.” I go into my room and gather the things we bought at the festival, I decide to not put on my green shirt, it was too beautiful to get dirty. After a bath it would be perfect. I lay out the writing supplies and hold up my green shirt, it was high quality.
“Fuckin hell Daniel, how much did all this cost?” I see him just eye the cloth, he didn’t want to dirty such a fine garment either. 
“Killian saw me staring at this, I don’t know how much it costs he just bought it for me. It made him smile seeing me wear something other than these old rags. So I had to return the favor, caught him looking at some books, he admitted he couldn’t read or write. I never told him how much these cost, I just bought them and it made me smile too.” 
“It’s your hard earned coin, you can spend it however you want.”
 I wrap up the writing supplies in an old relatively clean cloth and place them on a shelf. Hiding my green shirt back in my dresser I don’t know what to do with myself now, what does a free man does in his spare time? I was going to get smelly and dirty come tomorrow so bathing didn’t really seem appealing. There’s a whisper in the back of my mind, I can barely make out what it says. “Take a walk.” Something tells me that my new friend was trying to help so I listen. Grabbing my coin purse and placing just a couple gold and silver inside just in case I decide to go for a walk.
I pat Leo on the back on my way out “I’m going out for a bit to clear my head, I’ll pick up dinner.” 
I don’t really know where I’m going so I just walk around the town. People are looking at me funny, but I don’t really know why. Looking down I was walking on my toes lifting my heels into the air. That was weird, I force my heels back down to the ground and walk normally again. I just keep walking, before I know it I’m walking past the trade district toward the better part of town. My friend directs my vision towards a sign, it had a mortal and pestle on it. I didn’t know why exactly there was no need for medicine. Walking inside I see the well-stocked shelves of salves, ointments, medical supplies and herbs. A curious looking human man sits behind the counter he looked a bit quirky with glasses and a dark green outfit. 
He greets me halfheartedly, seeing the state of my clothing. “Welcome, what can I help you with today?”
My friend is silent, I don’t know why he directed me over here. Something catches my eye on a shelf behind the counter. A jar filled with a clear liquid, I had no idea what it was but a feeling in my gut told me that I wanted it. I’m transfixed on it and the shopkeeper easily picks up on it. Looking back and taking the jar down from the shelf. 
“Ah I see you have good taste my friend, you know what this is I take it?”
I look at the clear liquid in the jar, it was thick and viscous but no I did not know what it was. Not really knowing what to say my friend lends me a helping hand as my lips move on their own.
“Of course, sometimes the ladies just need a little help with all of this.” I gesture to myself. “Is that scented or flavored in any way?”  Pointing to the jar of thick liquid. 
I can see him get a bit flustered, obviously uncomfortable talking about the product. “Ah well, it is not flavored, but I’ve been told that it does not taste bad. As for the scent, I have taken great pains to imbue it with the fragrance of Dawn Lillies.” I have no idea what a Dawn Lilly is.
“Mind if I try a bit before I buy?” I shake my coin purse making the metal jingle nicely.
The shopkeeper unscrews the lid and the nice scent immediately hits me. It is floral and subtle, not unpleasant at all. Dipping the tip of my pinky I’m surprised how slick it feels, I rub it between my fingers as it lubes them nicely. I just went for it, licking it off to taste it. I didn’t hate the flavor, if anything I would compare it to raw leafy green vegetables. 
“How much?”
The shopkeeper smiles, he looked unsure if I could afford it. “Ah you see, there is quite a lot in this jar and it is not easy to make. The price is two gold and five silver.” Everything is negotiable.
“One gold, and I won’t tell your wife where you’re really sneaking off to most nights. It’s quite shameful really, we both know how old Maria is so just ask yourself this. Is a few coins really worth that risk?” Why did my friend make me say that? I pull out one gold coin and slide it across the counter.
It looked like he started to sweat a bit, weighing his options. He screwed the top back on, took the gold and gave me the jar. “Pleasure doing business with you sir, I’m sure that you’ll make many ladies quite happy.” 
I don’t say anything else, I just walk out of the store with my new purchase in hand. I think to myself “What just happened, why did you do that?” Silence. I try not to look shaken as I just focus on walking home. The sun is getting high in the sky, it is mid-day. I hear no response, my friend refuses to speak. He made me spend one gold on some mystery fluid. I think about what he said, how would this help with the ladies? It smells nice, the flavor wasn’t anything special, but it was quite … slick. Realization hits me of what this is, I could put this on Killian’s cock it would make being with him much more enjoyable for us both. Maybe my friend really was just trying to help me, I never would have found this substance on my own. One thing was nagging at me though, he knew things. It was dishonorable what he did blackmailing that man to save me some coin but I had to admit, it felt good. I smiled, I had enough to buy some meat for dinner with the money he saved me. 
I could feel him guiding me again as I walk into the trade district. A stall full of various vegetables catches my eye, this wasn’t meat I wanted meat. My stomach disagrees suddenly as it grumbles hungrily, something tells me this would be good. A rather ragged looking woman is running the stall a life of farming is never easy. My friend guides my hand again, leading me to pick some potatoes, and a whole bunch of different green things. I hated green things what was he doing? I just get the feeling that this was going to be good, as my mouth waters. I pay the woman with several silver pieces as my hands are full now, heading straight home. 
I have to knock on the door as my hands are occupied, Leo opens it and is surprised to see me return with vegetables and a jar of something. “The hell are you doin lad? Expect a bunch of plants to keep these arms fed we’re men doing hard labor we need meat!” I don’t want my friend to get into the habit of ‘helping’ too often so I speak up immediately.
“Just trust me Leo, I’ve learned some new things recently you’ll like it I promise.” I walk past him and place dinner on the table while I stash my jar of lube under my bed, I’d have to test it later. Walking back into the other room I survey the ingredients. Potatoes, something that has a long thick white stem ending in green leaves, a similar vegetable but much smaller, a bundle of leafy herbs, and some things that I don’t remember carrying. Two brown pouches and a bottle filled with thick white liquid. Curiosity gets the better of me when I open them up, I knew what they were immediately. Salt, pepper, and cream all expensive ingredients and only one thought comes into my head. He made me steal them I could never afford these. It must have happened while I was in the nice part of town but I have no memory of taking them. 
I think loudly in my head “I know you’re there, this is wrong I’m not a thief this is not helping me if I get caught.”
Silence. A nagging feeling starts to creep up my spine as I smile, I didn’t get caught. I wasn’t going to be human forever, I was a wolf. I take what I want, if I have money there isn’t an issue in using it but that won’t stop me from stealing what I can’t afford. 
I let out a heavy sigh, not knowing what to do with all this in the slightest. I suddenly feel invigorated, like my body knew what to do. I was still in control, he wasn’t forcing my hand as I started moving of my own volition. I grab a knife and start cutting all of the ingredients into small pieces. I take a bucket and make a trip to the well, filling it halfway and returning home. I light a fire under the cooking pot and wait for it to heat up, adding a small amount of oil to it. Once hot I dump in the small chunks of large leafy greens and hear them sizzle. I sit there patiently as I stir them occasionally until they get soft, next adding the potatoes, a good amount of salt, pepper, and the herbs. Pouring in enough water to just cover the contents of the pot as I leave it there to boil for a while. I clean up my shame as I hide the salt and pepper pouches in my room, praying Leo would never find them. 
I take up my knife and a piece of wood, whittling the time away as dinner boiled next to me. I had finished the carving of a small wolf totem rather quickly, my hands feeling more dexterous than before. Time to finish dinner, I fish out the now wilted herbs with a wooden spoon. I take a rounded piece of iron scrap from the forge thinking it would have to do. I wash it off in the water and use it as an improvised pestle, mashing the softened vegetables until they had turned into a thick bubbling paste in the pot. I dump in all of the cream even adding a little water to get out what was stuck on the sides, mixing everything together. I have no idea what I’ve just created but it actually smells divine. The smell wafts through the place, and Leo is attracted by it as he walks in the back. 
“Well I’m man enough to admit when I’m wrong that actually smells pretty good what is it?”
Truth be told I have no idea so I just make something up. “It’s potato and greens stew.” I grab us a couple of bowls and fill them with the thick and creamy mixture as it idly bubbles over the dying fire. We don’t have spoons so we just tip the bowls to our lips after blowing on it to cool. When the flavor hits my tongue I am pleasantly surprised, this tastes amazing. It’s hearty and savory, not like a good slab of meat but it was far cheaper. We don’t stop to talk, just keep slurping away as we refill our bowls until dinner is gone. I see Leo even lick his bowl clean, I do the same. 
“Okay, now you need to tell me. Where did you learn to make that?”
I don’t want to lie, but the truth would be impossible to believe either. I find a good middle ground, it was true in a way. “I was experimenting, I just had a feeling all of those things would go together well.”
He looks skeptical “You just threw potatoes and a bunch of green stuff in a pot then that was the result?” Well not entirely, I don’t tell him about the things I stole. 
I lie. “Yeah, pretty much. I surprised myself honestly it turned out better than I thought it would.”
“You’re gonna have to teach me before you go, I’d happily eat that again.”
Fuck. 
“Sure, I can teach you.”
Leo eyes the little wolf totem I had carved, it was rather intricate with plenty of detail. “This is really good, make this for the wolfman?” He picks it up and examines it, you could see the effort I took to make sure the fur looked good. 
“I just did that while I waited for dinner to cook, but that’s a good idea you think he’d like it?”
“You made this while you were waiting for dinner? Looks like it would take anyone else at least a few days. But with the way you talk about each other I’m sure he’d love it.”
It starts to get dark, the sun has set and I have a big day ahead of me tomorrow. I say goodnight to Leo and head off to bed. Curiosity gets the better of me as I pull the jar out. I take my clothes off and unscrew the jar, getting a bit of the slick substance on my finger. I curiously touch it to my hole, my finger slips inside quite easily. Oh yeah, this would work. I get a little more of it and rub it all over my cock, it feels a bit cold but good as my hand glides easily over my shaft. This was much more enjoyable than doing it dry. The wet slick sounds fill the air as I jerk off, leaning against the wall as I pump my shaft. I’m getting close quick it feels good, grunting in pleasure I shoot a load of cum all over the wall. I breathe out deeply, very satisfied with the stuff. “Thanks, friend.” I wipe off the residue and lay down in my bed. 
Sleep comes quite easily, and my dreams are peaceful.
I wake up the next morning feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, I don’t think I’ve slept that well on my crap bed before. I don’t waste any time remembering my promise, opting not to bring the jar of lube that could wait for another time. Tossing on a set of clothes and grabbing the totem I walk up to our little meeting spot and see Killian standing around waiting for me, shirtless. It was a welcome sight for sure. 
“You seem pretty happy this morning, but you’re going to start hating me after today.” He looks smug I don’t think he’s going to go easy on me. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Killian, I could never truly hate you.” I’m holding the little wolf I had carved behind my back, he has a curious expression on his face.
“What are you hiding behind your back from me?”
I smile, and hope he likes it tossing the carving his way. He catches it midair and inspects it, I can tell he loves it as he smiles. “You made this for me? It’s a very cute wolf I like it.”
I watch him tuck it into his pack which makes me happy. “So, what’s the first lesson today?”
He shakes his head “You won’t be holding a spear for quite a while.” I see him holding his spear at his side, using it to tap my legs. “Using a weapon like this requires a lot of foot work, your arms and chest are strong but you’re top heavy. Unbalanced, inflexible, you need to strengthen your legs to match the rest of you. So today, you’re going to run.”
Maybe I hated him just a little bit. He sees me get visibly upset, I hate running it hurts.
“See, told you you’d hate me. First things first though we need to start stretching you, and I don’t mean …” he stops himself, a light joke leading to a reminder of his sin.
“It’s okay, I think I know what you mean. I need to be more flexible so I can move around better, I’ve gotten stiff working as a smith all my life. Can you show me?”
He nods and leads me in several stretching exercises, I realize how right he is. Seeing his body move around with grace and ease while I struggle to do the same. Barely able to hold a similar pose to his as my tendons pull and burn against the strain.
“If it hurts don’t go too hard, if you end up hurting yourself it won’t help. Take it slow it’s not a fast process it will take time.” At the very least, we had plenty of time. 
Then came the worst part by far, he made me run and run until I could run no more. I had taken off my shirt so it wouldn’t get soaked in sweat. Thankfully we took several breaks to eat and drink throughout the day. I was a stinky gross mess by the end of it all as the sun started to set.
I could tell by the way he was avoiding me that his nose was not a fan. I take the bucket he has in his camp and head over to the hot spring, using a cloth to wipe the filth from myself. I strip naked and dump buckets of warm water over my head trying to get clean. I scrub and scrub with the cloth but I can only do so much with just water. The smell of sweat has faded but is still there. I go and find Killian munching on dinner, he was devouring a whole cooked pheasant. 
We repeat this process nearly every day until he is happy with my legs, I get more flexible able to touch my toes and spread my legs out quite far. 
On rest days I invite him to the forge and we work on his reading and writing, we start with the alphabet like everyone else does. I write it down in the blank book and sound each letter out to him. We both are fluent so that part came easily to him, but putting the letters and sounds together on a piece of paper to form words is a challenge. I read him the book I bought, the pictures help illustrate the meaning of the words.
It was the story of a knight sworn to his king to protect the princess. They go through many trials and tribulations as they are both tempted by their attraction toward each other. Unfortunately she was arranged to be married to a far away prince she had never met. After meeting the prince he would turn out to be an evil man, seeing the princess as nothing more than an object. The knight upheld his vows and whisked the princess away after she confessed her love and fears about marrying her abusive suitor. They lived happily ever after in a far away kingdom. 
A simple story but it would serve it’s purpose. “You see, the letter K in knight is silent, you pronounce it like night.”
“This makes no sense, why are some letters used but have no sound, why even use them at all?”
“Because there are two words that sound like night, we add the K to tell them apart on paper.” I can see understanding in his eyes as he started to grasp the concepts and rules.
“I get it, still think it’s stupid. There are too many words that sound similar but mean different things.”
“I never said this was going to be easy either, why don’t you read the book back to me and practice?”
We spend a good amount of time on getting him to learn to read that same book, and eventually I think he gets the general idea. I’d have to get more literature for him to practice. We move on to writing.
I hold the quill in my hand and show him how to do it, his paws are relatively similar to human hands but I make sure he’s gentle so that the feather doesn’t break. I start with our names, showing him just how much ink to keep in the quill as you write. Making long strokes across the page as I spell out ‘Daniel” and ‘Killian” at least our names sound like they’re spelled. 
I see him struggle at first, the lines squiggly as the quill slips from his paw. After several pages later of practicing our names and the alphabet his writing doesn’t look too terrible it is legible. 
“Why don’t you try writing something on your own, let’s see what you’ve learned.”
“You better not laugh.” I rub his back reassuringly.
“I won’t.” 
I see him use familiar words he’s read from the story. He spells out I love Daniel my knight.. I think that’s sweet of him and praise him for the effort. Turns out he’s a quick learner, if only someone took the time and interest to teach him before now. 
The winter went on much of the same. Killian ran me ragged until he was happy with the shape my legs and flexibility were in before he decided it was time to move onto holding a weapon. I whittled a couple of wooden spears to practice with and we got started one cold winter morning, the snow had yet to arrive.
“Watch closely, our legs are a bit different but the general idea is the same. Keep your distance, use the extra range you have on your opponent and strike.” 
It looked like he was dancing the way he moved, his feet traced across the ground in a satisfying motion as I tried to keep up. He was just showing me the basics but it came to me surprisingly easily. I think my friend was helping again, the moves felt natural even though I didn’t have digitigrade legs. It only took me a few sessions to get the hang of it as Killian looks at me with pride. “You learn quick, I think we can move on to something more advanced already.”
I watched him twirl the wooden spear in his hands, he used both ends. The blunt end would knock foes off balance, and he would drive the pointed tip into them without mercy. “This is why spears are better than swords, armor has gaps to allow the wearer to actually move around, get good enough and no armor will completely protect your opponent.”
My friend helps me yet again, I learn quickly. The moves get faster and more advanced, soon enough Killian feels I’m ready for the real deal. “I want you to hit me with it.”
I just look at him for a second, I don’t want to actually hit him. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
He looks smug, “Don’t worry, you won’t actually be able to. Give me your best shot.”
I want to wipe that smirk off his face so I give it my all. True to his word, no matter how fast or hard I try to strike him with either end, he’s always out of reach or manages to block. I’m out of breath after going for what feels like hours. “This is good, don’t hold back when we spar. A real opponent will show you no mercy so you should get used to fighting with none.”
The weather was starting to improve, winter was coming to an end. We were very fortunate to be blessed with little to no snow this year. Temperatures became warmer and I could look at my body with joy, I was becoming deadly. Thankful for this blessing, I would need it on the road to come. 
I decided tonight was the night, it had been months since Killian and I had sex, we needed time ever since that fateful night. I felt that I was ready for him again, no use putting it off. I would tell him about my friend too it was time. 
“Killian, I think I’m ready to be with you again.”
He looks at me apprehensively “You mean…?” he grabs his crotch.
I just nod. “Yeah, I want to try something tonight, I’ll wash up and come back here when it gets dark.” I hear his tail swishing happily behind him, he missed sleeping with me.
“I look forward to it, and Daniel, I promise I’ll be gentle.”
I take a dip in the hot spring, washing the sweat from my skin. “Don’t worry, what I have in mind will help with that.” His ears perk up at this, he’s excited now.
It looked to be about mid-day as the sun was hiding behind a couple of clouds. I was excited to use the lube to get that huge cock stuffed in me. Heading home I see smoke rising from the forge, Leo was hard at work. He had a solemn look on his face these days as my departure drew nearer. The man always buried himself in work to avoid his problems. We don’t say anything as I move to the back. Taking out my little mirror I get a good look at myself, my arms and chest had gotten just a bit leaner, but my legs were much stronger now. It was painful running all those countless miles and hours of legwork, but it all paid off in the end. I had yet to fight and kill a person for real, but I was confident I could do it. 
Taking out my nice green shirt I figured it would be a good night to wear it. I set it out on the bed for later as I start making a couple trips to the well filling the bath with water. Lighting the fire I sink into the warm water with a relaxed sigh. The heat always felt incredible on my sore muscles, the hot spring was truly a gift from the gods. I seldom used it to actually clean myself, not wanting to dirty those waters too much. I scrubbed the stink from my body and dried off, looking at my face in the mirror. The human face I wore was the same as ever, my beard and hair could use a trim though. I grab the shears and to my surprise I grab a sharp knife as well. I think in a hushed voice “What are you doing friend? I don’t need that.” He disagrees, I go back into my room with both in hand. I cut back my hair to  shoulder length and tie it back.
Moving onto my beard I use the shears to give myself a close trim, and then I look at the knife. It scared me, my hand moved on its own bringing it up to my throat. I couldn’t fight it, I watched as the blade touched my skin and started to drag itself slowly upward, the unruly hairs fell to the floor one by one. My friend was giving me a very close shave. Next the hair on my cheeks and jawline were shaped expertly, I could have sworn I was a nobleman by the end of it all. Looking rich, strong, and handsome I really liked it, I was hot. Smiling I can’t help but think to myself “Thanks friend, you do help me a lot.”
I get no reply, throwing on my green shirt and the nicest pair of pants I own I head into the nice part of town with a pouch of gold around my neck. For the first time I held my head high and people didn’t stare or shy away from me. I was part of the pack here, blending in with the rest of them. Going into the Golden Vine I wanted to make this night a little extra special, the same young lady from the first time I visited was working the counter. She did not remember me, giving me a sales pitch.
I stop her and just ask. “Two bottles of Andovian Red please.” She smiles happily taking two green bottles off the shelf behind her.
“That will be two gold.”
I felt it for the first time, pure rage, anger, hate. This bitch ripped me off last time because of how I looked. Or maybe she didn’t think I could afford it and was just trying to insult me. My friend felt this, he nurtured my negative emotions. I got the feeling that killing her and just taking the wine would be justified. Instead I just smile, take out two gold coins and buy the bottles of wine. 
It was early spring at best and the sun was already starting to set, I head back home and stuff all my supplies into a sack as I head out. I get there by nightfall, Killian is waiting for me in nothing but a pair of undergarments. Upon seeing my cleaned up face he is already beaming. 
“Mmmmm, you look really good like that. How did you manage to get your hair so neat? It looks really good with this shirt everything matches your eyes.” His hand graces my face as he studies my friend’s handiwork. The cut really brought out my masculine features. 
“I wanted this night to be a bit special, so I took some extra time to shave and shape my beard.” That was good enough for him as he notices the pack on my back and smiles with anticipation.
“Mmm, what did you bring me pup?” He takes the bag from me and looks inside, liking what he sees. “You spoil me, wine and .. what’s this?” He takes out the jar of lube and gives it a few sniffs, not put off by the subtle floral scent. “Smells nice, what’s it for?”
I take the jar from him and put it down next to the hot spring. “That, is my surprise for you later. Why don’t we have a drink? I have some things I want to talk to you about.”
We set up a small fire as I take off my shirt, opting to rest my clean skin against his soft fur. Killian leans down and takes a long whiff. “You smell good tonight, I like it.”
That makes me smile as he uncorks one of the bottles of wine and brings it up to his lips, enjoying the beverage. “I got really mad today Killian, I wanted to hurt someone.”
He hands me the bottle as I take a few drinks as well. “What happened?”
“You know the place where I bought this wine, well the last time I was in there I wore rags and looked a lot rougher than this. The lady running the place charged me double. Today when I went in looking like this she didn’t recognize me and only charged me one gold per bottle. Bitch.” I take another swig and hand Killian the bottle back.
I could hear his paw grip the neck of the bottle tightly, but he held his anger in well. “If you want, I could do something about that.” I appreciate his gesture, but a few coins weren’t worth the trouble.
“No it’s fine, I just wanted to get that off my chest. Makes sense that the better you look the better people will treat you. Let’s not ruin the night thinking too much about it.” I let my hand wander to his thigh, rubbing his leg as I tease him.
He just smiles and downs the rest of the bottle. Wasting no time uncorking the second one and giving it to me. We sit there enjoying each other’s company as we get drunk, he’s touching me and I’m touching him. 
I’m feeling good and have the courage to talk about my friend. I try to open my mouth, but my lips do not budge, I try to move my tongue, but it does not move. I try to grumble or growl but my body refuses. He wasn’t letting me. Killian looks at me weird “Are you feeling okay?”
I accept defeat. “Yeah I’m fine, just thinking about all the things I’m going to do to you tonight.” I let my hand slide under his underwear and fondle his junk, he’s definitely already stiff in his sheath as I rub his cock through it. “Ready for your special surprise?” He finishes the last of the wine as his tail wags.
“I’ve missed being with you, lead the way.”
I go get the jar of lube I set down by the hot spring, it was slightly warm from the heat. I unscrew the top and let him sniff, his nose shuffles around a bit more. “So what exactly is this stuff? Do we have to eat it?”
“No it’s not drugs, lay on your back and I’ll show you.”
He does so, laying on his back a ways away from the dying fire. I take off the rest of my clothes as I look at him, he has his hands behind his head licking his lips while he stares at my naked body. I’ll never get tired of how much he’s into me. I set the jar down on the ground and hook my hands under his knees pushing them back until they touched the ground. He was flexible and I was going to take advantage of that tonight. I can see him get a bit nervous, I was in control right now. “It’s okay love, do you trust me?” He nods, we were both feeling a bit drunk. I watch his tight hole wink at me in anticipation. He probably felt vulnerable and exposed with me leering down at him as his ass was in the air. His scent hit me, it was strong. My head felt a bit dizzy as I got hard, he was horny as fuck. I stop wasting time and lick his ass, making him let out a little sigh. I start slow just circling my tongue around that tight hole, it had been a while. I can feel him finally relax; the booze helped. I drive my tongue inside him and he clenches while letting out a satisfied moan. I lick around inside him, he didn’t taste bad. With my nose buried in his ass all I could smell was him, and I loved it. “Can you hold your legs there love?” He nods and complies when I remove my hands. I dip two fingers in the lube and get a fair amount on them, bringing the warm liquid to his hole. I hear him start to pant as he feels the slick liquid let my fingers into him with ease. His ass feels great, it’s so inviting putting up little resistance. I push the lube deeper into him, and I feel my fingers move on my own as my friend decides to help out. I practically scream in my mind “NO, he’s mine, don’t you touch him don’t you hurt him!”
A sinister whisper forms in the back of my head. “I said I wouldn’t hurt them, you never said anything about making them feel good” I can’t stop it as my fingers curl and press up along the insides of Killian’s ass going deeper until he lets out a deep moan. His big red cock is poking out of its sheath, dripping pre onto his belly.
“Oooooooh fuuuuuuck, right there don’t stop!”
I have control again, and I press my fingers into that spot over and over making him whine and pant. I hated it, but my friend helped me pleasure my man. I take my fingers out and get a little more of the lube smearing it over my hard cock, letting Killian see it as I teasingly rub the head against his ass. “You want me to fuck you, right there in that spot love?”
He just whines needily, he really liked that. I press my cockhead against his hole, it slips in with almost no resistance and the sensation is incredible. Everything is so slick and easy as my cock glides inside, it’s still a bit tight but there isn’t a single sign of discomfort on Killian’s face. I aim my cock to his special spot, I find it when I make him moan like a whore again. I keep pressing the tip right there as I hilt myself inside him. Looming over him I place my hands under his knees, he relaxes and lets his paws claw at the dirt digging deep rivets in the ground. I start to fuck him looking into those big golden dreamy eyes. We’re both panting as I plow his hole, I can see that his dick is almost all the way out, such a long beautiful shaft that bounces and leaks pre needily onto his chest making him messy. He was dripping a lot, fucking him like this was driving him wild. It’s been so long I don’t last long, I pull back slightly and press my tip right against his special spot as my cock throbs, shooting my load directly onto it. He whines as I hold him down and pump him full of my cum. Pulling out we just look into each other’s eyes, he hasn’t cum yet but that’s where the real fun is. “How was that love, you want your turn now?”
I let go of his legs as my cum is leaking out of his ass. I can see him looking at the jar of lube and back to me a few times. “Get on the ground pup.”
I do what he says, I hoped he was going to fuck me in the same way. He gets in between my legs and flops his huge cock across me. “You sure you’re ready for me?” he grinds it against me reminding me of his size.
I just look at how big it is and want to know how much better it will feel when it’s covered in lube. Taking the knot would be a lot easier. “Yeah, that stuff in the jar will make taking your knot a lot easier.” He huffs hard upon hearing that and proceeds to grab my ankles. Pushing them to the sides of my head. I’m glad I’m so flexible now. My ass is up in the air exposed to the wolf winking needily. He sticks out his longue tongue and gives me a slow lick across my hole. His rough tongue feels just as amazing as the first time making me shudder. He’s going slow and teasing me as he gently slips his tongue inside me wriggling it around. I can’t help but moan like the slut I am as his tongue writhes around driving me crazy. My toes are curling in delight, I missed this. Taking his tongue out his replaces it with his cock, just rubbing the shaft against my entrance. Now I’m the one whining for some dick while I watch him get a little bit of the lube on his fingers and give his cock a nice even coat. His knot has slipped out as he rubs the lube all over it making sure there’s plenty. I bite my lip as he uses one hand to steady his shaft, the pointed tip sliding into me with ease. We both watch in surprise as my slick hungry hole takes every inch of him easily, even the thickest part of his shaft meets little resistance as he hilts himself inside with one smooth motion. He goes back to holding my ankles as he stares directly into my soul and starts to fuck me. I feel so tiny under him, he has to arch his back awkwardly to fit in this position with a smaller male. I can feel his dick in my guts as he drives himself in and out repeatedly, my ass is already stretching to fit his knot. 
“It doesn’t hurt at all, you can go harder if you want.”
That was all he needed, I feel him press in his knot just a bit harder as both our eyes go wide, it slips in easily but we’re not locked together. “Oh shit oh shit oh fuck, that’s never happened before.” He’s panting as he pulls back, knot slipping out of my ass again. It makes me tilt my head back and moan loudly into the night. He starts fucking me like that, I reassure him it feels amazing. I can tell he’s in heaven as he drools on my face I don’t mind as long as he’s happy. This new sensation makes me get hard again as my cock flops around flinging pre across my chest.
Soon enough his knot has gotten big, and he meets some resistance going in, pushing harder and harder until it slides inside satisfyingly and won’t come out again. He starts grunting as he humps away at my ass like that, inching his cock back and forth inside me. That fat knot is pressing right against my special spot, making me shoot a load of cum across my chest and face. My ass clenching around his knot makes him let out a deep growl as he starts to cum inside me, filling me with his warm cum. I’m happy to stay pinned under him while he empties his balls into my guts. After his orgasm dies down after a few minutes we’re both out of breath and happy to have enjoyed sex again.
“That was amazing pup, where did you find this stuff?”
I just smile “A friend told me about it.” I grab his big fluffy face and drag it down to mine, kissing him deeply. “Hotspring?”
He smiles as he lets go of my ankles, picking me up still tied to him. Bringing me over to the warm water as we take a dip cleaning the sex from our bodies. I enjoy watching his long tongue lick my cum off of my chest and face. “Tasty.”
I just cuddle with him as we relax in the warm water. “You know, with that stuff you could be a little rougher with me.”
He sighs “After last time, maybe we take it slow for now.”
“That’s fine with me, we can go at whatever pace you want. My big, beautiful wolf.”