An Unexpected Change (StainedCrimson and Zombie) [18+]

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

As he was pushed with the dragon's stout, Ken jumped back, soon dashing off after realizing what the push meant. He let himself roam throughout the forest without a single worry, adoring the feeling of being able to run, run as fast as his legs could, feel the wind blow through his fur... It was incredible. He didn't stop until he found a hill - it was near like a tradition for wolves to howl at the moon during the shift.

 

As he ran up to it, staring up the moon, Ken felt lonely for the first time during his time here. As he rose his head, a low howl left his jaws. Like this, all alone, he felt like he was the king of the world. A lonely life, it was. His howl was loud, sad, but very much him. After all, no voice was ever the same.

 

After admiring the moon for a while more, Ken dashed back to the dragon - but not before hunting down two deers. It may have been little, but he felt it would be rude to eat alone. Bringing the two animals wasn't hard, and soon he was back where Haimo was. Dropping the two deers down on the ground, he let out a quiet snarl, pushing one towards the Alpha. His eyes, although a bit sharper than usually, were still of the same amber color. He did not speak, perhaps because he could not, or because his voice was different.

[StainedCrimson]

Hearing the howl, Haimo lifts and tilts his head wondering at the said note in it. Before the last note fades he gives a roar in response. Nothing particularly special to note about it except it's own existence that reminds others it is there even if not always heard. Giving a snort of satisfaction, a small bout of flames escaping, he then continues to wait for the wolf to return.

 

When his little wolf returns with the two carcasses, a slow blink is the initial response. When one of them is pushed at him, it was almost as if he would be raising an eyebrow if he could or had them in this form. After a moment's contemplation, he uncurls slightly so he's on his stomach and reaches out with one large claw to pull the offered body closer. With the claw still resting on the cooling deer, the large head goes forward to lightly nudge the werewolf's body towards the other then parts with his nose lightly bumping Ken's cheek.

 

Done with that, he looks down at the body before him. Removing his claw from it, his jaws part slightly and a glow is seen before flames lick out from between his teeth. With what seems to be barely more than breathing for all the effort he seems to exert, the deer is soon charred and smoking. With a pleased huff he begins to tear chunks off to eat. Not even bones are left once he's done and waits for Ken to finish his own meal.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken, although failed to show any emotions, didn't seem to hesitant to accept the nudges and touches, lightly bumping against the dragon's nose as well. He was rather satisfied to see Haimo took the deer. It meant the werewolf was accepted, in a way. His prey was good enough to satisfy even the Alpha of dragons.

 

Ken himself didn't bother with roasting his meat, simply tearing bloody chunks of it, eating it all hungrily. The bones were also eaten, all left were traces of blood on his stout and ground. With a full stomach, though, he was beginning to feel slumber come over him. It wasn't that big of a surprise - he'd been running around for a few hours, he was a bit tired by now.

 

Meeting Haimo's eyes, the werewolf let out a low grunt, slowly walking closer to lay down against the dragon. He wanted to sleep outside tonight... Just one night a month wasn't a lot to ask, he was sure. He seemed to still be alert, though. His ears were upright, even though his eyes had closed. The werewolf found the night to have passed pretty well... He would wake up before his shift, surely, but as the Rut was nearing, he knew he had to use every minute he got to rest.

[StainedCrimson]

When his little wolf looks at him then curls up to sleep, Haimo's head rears back with the chin nearly touching his neck in surprise. A snort of surprise and a bit displeasure, some flames escaping though not touching the curled up wolf, his head then tilts to look down at the other with a slightly narrowed eye in thought. At the very least if they were going to sleep outside then it shouldn't be in a place so open.

 

With a low rumble, he resigns himself to at least this night to being in an open and less than dragon approved dwellings. Shifting slightly, he makes himself more comfortable then looks up at the slowly sinking full moon. If a dragon could frown, he would be as he can feel the stirrings of the rut beginning. If not the next day then the day after it will be upon him. Already he can feel his blood quickening and heating making his scales itch as the drive to sink into a body and fill it with the drive to sink into a warm body and fill it with his seed grows.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken could feel the dissatisfaction, but he refused to hide when he was like this. He would be able to put up a fight against something bigger, even a dragon. Surely, he would still lose, but it wouldn't be without some sort of a fight. The werewolf soon fell into light slumber, relaxing against the warm scales of the dragon. Perhaps he was more of a dog than a wolf. He acted less violent than some of the females, especially ones protecting their children. Those wolves were ready to rip someone's throat out if it came to it.

 

As the moon went down and the sun began showing, Ken woke with a low growl coming from the back of his throat. His shoulders shook slightly as his form changed, little by little, one detail at a time. When he was fully back in his human form, Ken looked... Fresh. Like he'd been doing nothing but eat and sleep for a week, in a place where only the freshest air was. His fatigue was gone, the dark circles underneath his eyes too. The shift had this effect on him. Stretching his arms out above his head, Ken greeted a gush of air with a wide smile on his face. He liked this. He could live like this forever. Turning back to Haimo, Ken's nose twitched slightly. He could feel the dragon's state already. The werewolf let out another smile, showing no care about being naked. "Is it time or do we get home first?" He asked calmly, knowing it was time he did his duty.

[StainedCrimson]

Haimo woke just as the sun was cresting the horizon. Lifting his head he yawns, jaws stretching wide allowing his tongue to curl out as the growing light glistens off of his fangs. Grumbling he shifts as being out in the open has led to him getting cold. This is the reason why dragons typically live in caves or homes. Not too mention getting rained on or being stuck out in a storm is an unpleasant affair if given a choice. Next time he'll make it clear to his wolf that they'll at least be sleeping in a cave if they're staying out all night.

 

Looking down at said wolf once the change has finished and he's spoken to, he lets out a huff of air into the other's face. He's close, yes, but he's going to get them back to the house first. If it had seemed like he'd go into Rut before the night was over, then what his wolf wanted or not they would have gone back to the house. Stretching then nudging the other along to get on him, his wings snap out and quickly they are up and shooting back to the house. This time it's no pleasant cruise, but a fast and short trip with everything around them a blur.

 

Landing he gives Ken little time to get off before shifting back. "Inside pet, we have a little time before the Rut starts so we should take time to fortify ourselves once more and clean ourselves." He rumbles, his voice deeper, rougher and husky as though already in the midst of arousal. A hand on the slim but flushed out hip of his pet, he gets them inside so he can at least see to them having one meal before almost everything becomes nearly non-important except taking Ken's body more times than either of them will remember. After quickly making up some food, all the food stocks nearly bursting with food as someone has come back to refill them, he eats with an early voraciousness that would seem more appropriate for his other form.

 

Finished he waits for the other to be done then takes Ken back to his personal bathroom to use the shower this time around. However, as they're in the middle of washing, Haimo has one last memory of looking at the wolf's back as he faces away to rinse off, then the haze of Rut cuts off most else. With little more than a rumbling growl, he moves forward to grab and pin Ken's wrists with one hand above the wolf's head while the other grips a hip roughly to jerk the slim form into a position with his ass out. Continuing to let out a low growl, he clamps his teeth down on the back of Ken's neck in warning while his hard and dripping cock presses and nudges against the other's opening.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken hurried to get on top of the dragon, holding on tightly until they got home. It was clear the other was barely holding onto his sane mind. He didn't mind the short trip, although it scared the hell out of him, especially when he thought how easy it would be to fall off. Thankfulluly, he didn't. As they landed, the werewolf slid down easily, standing firmly on the ground. He merely nodded as he was told they would have to eat and wash up as quickly as possible. It was entirely understandable.

 

Stuffing himself up how much there fit, Ken walked with the dragon to the bath. Midway through, however, soap bubbles still covering his body, he heard Haimo growl and found himself in a position that only meant one thing. Spreading his legs apart, the young male pushed his hips back, showing no signs of resistance. He couldn't show any even if he wanted to, of course. The dragon seemed to be far away by now, only driven by lust.

 

Breathing in to brace himself, Ken relaxed his ass so that the entrance was easy. He was ready. He wanted to feel this, too. He wanted to help the Alpha with his needs and cravings. Feeling Haimo's teeth at his neck brought out a moan, a shudder running down his spine. He wanted to be filled up. He wanted to feel Haimo like he didn't get to feel the first time.

[StainedCrimson]

Hearing the moan and feeling the body under his respond by eagerly submitting to him, his teeth dig in a little deeper while a pleased rumble vibrates through his chest. Without further warning, he pushes in and gives no time for the little wolf to adjust or do much else except accept what Haimo gives him as the pace consists of fast rough thrusts that seem to be seeking as deep of an entry into the willing form as possible.

 

The focus narrowing to just the feeling of the submissive form beneath him as those slick tight muscle grip his cock, his grip on both the slim wolf's wrists and hip turn bruising as he seeks his first of many releases. The hard flesh filling even more, it's not much later that the first flood of hot thick cum fills Ken. However, Haimo stays just as large as though he hadn't come and continues to move causing the cum inside to be shoved either further in or leak out slightly as it helps to further lubricate the motions.

 

Suddenly he pulls out and turns his partner around to lift them up, holding them up by having his arms curve under the wolf's legs to grasp onto his shoulders from behind, then yanks the form down while thrusting up. Using his hold he leans them into the wall once more for support but otherwise continues lay claim and use that delicious smelling wolf. Already he can feel the second wave approaching and feels pleased and eager for his cum to fill the other to stake his claim and make the other swollen with child. Though in his Rut-addled mind he forgets that he has no ability to make the other pregnant due to precautions taken, but by the time even at the end of a day or two the amount of cum filling the other will cause the other's stomach to appear swollen as if with child.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken cried out blissfully, his muscles tightening around the dragon's cock inside. He didn't even try to resist, he didn't want to... It felt so good. Especially hearing the pleased rumble, which only encouraged him to moan sweetly, wantonly with each thrust. The werewolf couldn't imagine anything better... Even the bruising grip on him didn't matter. He was sure that by the end of the Rut he would be sore all over, bitemarks and bruises covering his entire body. At least he would be sure he pleased Haimo... That was all that mattered.

 

A loud cry of pleasure came from his mouth as he was filled up with cum, for a moment happiness flooding over him... Until he remembered that the dragon had taken something to become sterile. His thoughts were interrupted as he was lifted up, his arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Ken moaned and cried with each thrust, unable to hold out himself as cum splattered over his chest. This was incredible!.. Pulling Haimo's head to him rather roughly, he brought it to his neck, desperate to feel everything he could. His toes were curling in pleasure, sweet, loud moans filling the air. It was obvious the werewolf was enjoying it all. He loved it.

[StainedCrimson]

Having his head roughly pulled, he gives a low growl before biting harshly at the soft skin of the wolf's neck. Not once does his motions stop or falter though as he continues to try and lodge himself as deeply as possible inside the other. His own sounds of pleasure rumble in the air to mix with the wolf's as the smell of their rutting reach his nose in addition to Ken's own clear enjoyment of the treatment.

 

Licking along the curve of Ken's throat, he then bites down before snapping his hips to seek his end once again. Soon his cock is once again pulsing and swelling as it goes to fill Ken's passage even more. Straightening, but keeping his still hard flesh inside his wolf, he holds the body close then shuts off the water before turning to walk back into the bedroom. The movements cause his arousal to stroke inside the other in small teasing movements. Once they reach the bed, Haimo again roughly pushes the other down then climbs onto of the smaller male to take him again after pushing any leaking cum back into the twitching hole with his thumb.

 

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Five Days Later

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Hand tightening in the strands of hair, holding Ken's head back as thrusts into the form plastered against a mirror found in some obscure corner of his room, he releases with a low roar flooding the beyond filled passage. The reflection of the wolf shows a form covered in various bite and finger marks along with dried bits of cum and a fairly swollen belly as there's rarely been a moment when Haimo hasn't released inside the other or didn't have his cock held in place to keep as much in as possible.

 

That isn't to say that Ken's thighs and ass aren't covered in cum however, as one body can only hold so much after all. But it's been much as Haimo warned the little omega, his cock has not once softened and outside of maybe a few short naps here and there, he's been continuously taking the other. This time was no different, he stays inside the other still hard even as cum leaks out around his hard flesh, but then he wraps his arms around the other to climb into the well used bed. Still tangled with the other he slips into one of his infrequent naps as if momentarily satisfied or too tired to go on without a small respite.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken found the rutting to be overwhelming. He was filled with cum each time, his skin was hurting from how many marks there were... And still, he loved being used like this, loved being the only one for Haimo. He found it strange how the dragon tried to make it so no cum leaves his body, though... He didn't find a reason for it. Every time the dragon fell asleep, Ken hurried to eat, not bothering even once to cook the meat. This took up a lot of energy... By the time five days passed, he'd eaten everything. Of course, Haimo had to eat too, but now he had nothing else to eat.

 

As he was taken by the mirror, Ken was finally able to see what he looked like, even if not for long. He looked like he was pregnant... As he was carried off to bed, the werewolf, although sweaty and incredibly tired, slipped out of the grip, not bothering with clothes. He ran, as fast as he could, down the hill until he reached the town. He needed to get food. Heaving for air, the young wolf ran around the town until he finally found some sort of a shop. He could get meat there. Eating a few chunks of it there, he grabbed a whole bag more and got ready to go out, but... It seemed like luck wasn't on his side.

 

As a pair of arms wrapped tightly around him, hard cock pressing into him from behind, Ken froze. He could only catch a glimpse of some young dragon, clearly foolish enough to not understand who's mate the werewolf was. The werewolf, who was too exhausted from the Rut to resist as he was taken against the wall by a stranger.

[StainedCrimson]

Despite the heavy lethargy hanging over him when Ken leaves the house, the dragon's eyes snap open and a long low deadly growl escapes. The other dares to leave him?! Not bothering with clothes either he stalks out after his wolf, the haze clouding everything except the need to find and remind the other who he belongs to. Whether or not the other chooses to continue submitting or is forced is of no consequence to him in this state.

 

Tracking the other to the food store, for a moment some of the haze eases, but then he catches whiff of another male and sees the two of them against the wall. A loud angry and bloodthirsty roar is unleashed shaking the very walls of the building as he lunges, partially shifted so that his hands are claws and teeth elongated, as he goes to rip the younger male off of his wolf. Snarling he uses his teeth to tear out the throat of the impudent dragon while his clawed hands rip open the soft flesh of his belly. Leaving the dead or dying male on the floor he goes over to Ken.

 

Scenting some of the male on his wolf he lets out another low snarl before pushing the other down to take him and remove all trace of the other male. Uncaring of how the other is faring at the moment, he takes and uses Ken but is much rougher than even at the beginning. One still clawed hand on Ken's neck as the other pin his arms above his head, fanged teeth with blood still evident press warningly against the juncture of the wolf's shoulder as he punds mercilessly into the worn out form. This time, however, when he comes he only partially fills the already stuffed passage, the rest he coats the other with to erase any trace scent of the other male with his own seed.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken's eyes closed as tears ran down his cheeks. He hated that he couldn't fight back, he hated that someone else was using his body. He hated it. So, hearing the roar made him both relieved and absolutely terrified. Once the young dragon was torn from him, the werewolf fell onto the ground, the bag of meat on the ground next to him. His heart was beating out of his chest as he watched Haimo murder his own kind, and then turn to him.

 

Ken's cheeks were still wet from tears as he was pinned down to the ground, and taken far rougher than any time before. He let the dragon do what he wanted, even when treated in such a way it felt good. The only thing that made this scene uneasy was the press of Haimo's fangs against his juncture. He didn't want to die, but it was obvious that it could happen. As he moaned, the werewolf cried out loudly, feeling cum landing on him, covering most of his skin. He could barely catch his breath, tears shimmering in his eyes.

 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He whispered in between the heavy gasps for air, everything in his body showing his submissive side. He dared not to move, only his chest heaving up and down, cum slowly leaking from his ass. "I'm all yours... Only yours..." He muttered desperately, clinging to the hope that Haimo would understand. He didn't intend for this to happen, he just wanted food... A shiver ran down his spine as the blood of the killed dragon reached his skin, the puddle getting bigger and bigger. He wondered, would there be anything done with the body? Would others blame him for the death?

[StainedCrimson]

After marking the other, he rubs against the smaller form smearing the cum between their bodies as if trying to rub it into the other. The words don't really register in his hazed state, but the clear submission and lack of resistance causes him to ease his hold and rumble pleasantly as he returns to his human form fully. Staying ontop of the other for a few more moments, his nose then twitches as he smells the food nearby over the smell of blood.

 

Taking a few long moments he decides that he could eat. Ignoring the body of the other dragon, he gathers up the wolf in one arm and the dropped bag of food in the other. Those in hand he drags his carries his prizes back to his lair to enjoy both, even though the wolf will be eating most of the food as his appetite won't come back in full until the haze has lifted. Once back in the home, he goes into the kitchen and after setting the bag down, bends Ken over the table and pushes into him once more.

 

The difference this time is that it's not as hurried though still rough and possessive, but as he claims the other he also shreds bits of meat and holds it to the others mouth to have him eat while being taken. Between each offered bite of food, he pushes his fingers in to make his wolf lick and suck his fingers clean. In this way he lays claim to more than just one part of Ken's body.Even as he comes while feeding the other, he continues to thrust and continue to wring his treasure dry until the wolf is too full of food and cum to take another bite. Only then does he end after coming once more. Satisfied he takes the other back to the bedroom to curl up and go back to sleep.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken was glad - he seemed to have gotten through to the other. Haimo didn't seem furious anymore. As his heartbeat turned back normal, he used the chance when he was picked up to rest. He didn't move a single muscle, leaning against the dragon rather tiredly. A part of him couldn't wait for it all to end. His body could only take so much, even as an omega. He nearly managed to fall asleep, but soon found himself bent over the table in their kitchen. His knees shook as he was pushed into once more, a weak moan parting his lips. Really, he didn't understand anymore where all the cum even went.

 

The werewolf opened his mouth obediently to take the food, moaning out as the finger was pushed into his mouth. It was weird, to be fucked and fed at the same time, but at least his needs would be taken care of. Ken's body shook with each thrust, soon finding it hard to swallow the food, his belly bloated from both the cum and food. He could barely cum himself at that point. He was sure he would have gained weight by the end of this... Like that was a concern.

 

Ken was easily lulled to sleep by the dragon's body, the warmth providing him with a sense of safety and comfort. The werewolf slept next to the other for as long as the other did as well. Although the day didn't quite pass in the best way, it could've been worse.

 

A few more days passed and finally, Haimo had returned to his usual self. The Rut finally ended. Ken was still too tired and sore to actually get out of the bed, even if he wasn't used for sex anymore. Bruises covered his skin, both from the tight grip and Haimo's teeth. He still hadn't washed off the cum, nor sweat or the tears. He didn't have the time for it. Just laying on a soft, comfortable bed seemed like absolute heaven for the young wolf. His belly bloated, a hand was placed over it. He imagined it would feel similar to have a child in there, as well. Shifting slightly, Ken pressed his back against the dragon's chest, letting out a tired sigh. "Was I good?" He asked with a faint smile, his eyes fluttering closed. He swore, he could've slept easily for a few days.

[StainedCrimson]

After his last release into the abused wolf's body, Haimo falls into a deep exhausted sleep as his body finally shuts down. It's not until late the next day that he even stirs near consciousness which is how he's able to hear the question asked of him by the little omega. Huffing and curling tighter around the small form, one arm locked tightly around Ken, he gives a light nip to the other's neck. "If you had not been then you would not be here pet." He murmurs already falling back asleep. "Though once I wake up... we'll... have to give you a... thorough... clean... ing." He falls back asleep right after he voices the next item on the agenda.

 

While sleeping, his hand slides down to lightly rest on the swollen stomach of his Rut partner and treasure as though also laying claim and pride in its state. Eventually, the morning the next day, he stirs and looks over to look at his wolf. Seeing him in bed causes him to let out a pleased snort, some smoke escaping his nostrils, before sitting up and stretching. His stomach makes itself known, but first he needs to see to his pet being tended to after having been used so roughly.

 

Carefully gathering the other up, he takes them into the large bathing area to settle down and gently start washing the battered body in his arms. Once he's finished washing Ken's body and hair, he gently begins to press and rub on the pronounced stomach his wolf has gotten. Rumbling in deep satisfaction at how much he'd filled his pet, he nonetheless begins to help it get pushed back out. One hand rubs and presses on the stomach while the other slips down to have a few fingers stretch and hold open the hole used to stuff his pet so well. Steadily the stomach shrinks down until it's close to normal size.

 

That done he he gets them out and dries off Ken before settling him back in bed after grabbing a clean blanket to wrap him in. "I'm going to go hunt pet. Rest until I get back." He rumbles before turning to go out and shift to hunt for some large prey.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken felt a smile come up to his face after hearing Haimo's words. So he did well... There was nothing else he needed to hear to feel satisfied. The werewolf fell back to sleep as well, although the hand that slid down to his stomach could be felt anyway. It made him feel so safe... He loved it.

 

The next morning, as he was picked up into the other's arms, Ken had barely woken up. He groaned softly as he was washed, leaning into the touches willingly. Only when he felt Haimo touching his stomach did the young wolf open his eyes, looking up at his partner with a sleepy look. He took in a slightly hitched breath at the feeling of cum slowly leaking out from his ass. It was a bit disappointing to have it all gone like that. He actually liked seeing his stomach like that, although it was just lying to himself.

 

As he was brought back to bed and Haimo told him he would be gone hunting, the werewolf had to shake off all of the sleepiness. He couldn't just lay around and have the dragon do all the work... Keeping the soft blanket around himself, Ken managed to get out of bed with a soft whimper, lightly moving around to make sure he actually could walk. Sure, it hurt, but it was possible. While Haimo was away, the werewolf took it upon himself to clean up a bit. He started with the kitchen, collecting any trash and putting it away before beginning to mop the floors from various bodily fluids. He was taken in nearly every room... The Rut was a whole lot more than he expected it to be.

[StainedCrimson]

With a pleased roar Haimo enjoys the feeling of the clean air under his wings as he soars above his land. Others return his call but don't come near as they to are hunting or still in their Rut. Banking he turns a serious eye towards finding prey. Eyes narrowing, he spots a large herd of deer. Pulling his wings in, he dives down then spreading his wings out to slow his dive he opens his mouth and lets out a large flame to cook nearly the entire herd.

 

Landing he immediately eats three of them simply by tossing them up and swallowing them whole. As there are still five more left, he eats two more in a slightly more restrained manner then gathers up the last three to carry home for his wolf to eat. Upon arriving home, he sets the deer right by the door then shifts back before going to get his pet so they can enjoy the meat he's brought back.

 

His head tilts as he abruptly stops seeing the kitchen significantly cleaner than when he'd left. Eyes narrowed slightly he goes to find his wayward wolf. "Pet, why are you cleaning instead of resting?" He asks watching the other cleaning while clearly feeling discomfort.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

While Haimo was away, Ken managed to go through the kitchen and half of the living room. It still hurt a bit to move too much, but it was a lot better than just laying around. Besides, the sooner he cleaned it all up, the sooner they would go back to spending time outside of the bedroom... Which, by the way, had to be thoroughly cleaned as well.

 

Hearing the dragon, he turned around, the blanket still draped over his shoulders. He did put on a pair of pants, just to feel a bit more comfortable. He smiled softly, lightly rubbing his back. "I've had enough rest, I'll be fine. "He spoke, walking towards the other with a smile on his face. "This way I at least had something to do while waiting for you to get back. I don't want to sleep any more." He added, reaching over to put an arm around Haimo's neck. The young wolf seemed to be happy.

 

He felt like he got really attached to the dragon during the Rut. Another visible change in him was that he really did gain a bit of weight. His hips seemed fuller, and his ribs weren't showing anymore. It didn't take long for him to look healthy after his life as an omega in a wolf pack. Standing on his tip-toes, the werewolf moved up to lightly kiss Haimo. "So... What happens now?" He asked, lightly running his hand over the dragon's hair. He really didn't want to move any further away. The Alpha was so warm... It felt really nice.

[StainedCrimson]

Haimo snorts at the slept enough comment his wolf gives him. "Then you should have soaked in the bath. I am sure you are more than a little sore and tender." Watching his little wolf come over to him, he allows the casual touching as he notices how happy and healthy the other is looking. "What happens now is you put those away and come eat." He states matter of factly while raising an eyebrow as if that should be obvious.

 

Tapping the other's hip, he indicates the other to start doing as he was told. He huffs lightly taking in the obvious indications of Ken's tenderness and need to recuperate. "If there had been another to take the strain of being my Rut partner at least then you would have been able to tend to yourself more so you're rest time after would not be so long." A faint frown is on his face as though upset or displeased with this fact. However, it stems more of his desire to enjoy coupling with his wolf and being able to remember and fully enjoy the experience than any issue with Ken's abilities.

 

Rumbling to himself he then picks Ken up when he feels he's taking too long and goes outside to the still steaming deer bodies sitting just beyond the door. "Eat." He orders while lightly nudging the other towards the meat. "The sooner you eat the sooner I will consider letting you continue to clean instead of resting."

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken smiled lightly, shaking his head. "It doesn't really matter if I'm sore, I can still clean up." He said with a soft expression. But perhaps it was for the best that he was told to rest and eat. He did need to take care of himself. As the possibility of there having been another Rut partner was mentioned, Ken frowned slightly, his eyebrows furrowed. "But that would mean I'd have to share you. I don't want that, nor do I like the idea of it." He said, rather bluntly. Haimo was the only one he wanted to give his body to, and a part of him really expected the same.

 

When he was picked up and carried off to the deer, Ken finally felt how hungry he'd really been. The werewolf gladly dug into the fresh meat, finding no trouble in eating it raw. He only managed to eat one of the three deer, though... Nibbling at the bones, the blond sat back in satisfaction, rubbing a hand over his stomach. "I can cut those up and store them for later." He breathed out, looking up at the other with a warm smile. "Thank you."

 

Slowly getting back up to his feet, the young wolf stretched his body out, groaning softly as the bruises made themselves known. Looking down at his chest, he lightly traced his fingers over one of the bigger hickeys. "You really left a lot..." He murmured softly, more to himself than to the dragon. Looking up, though, there seemed to be no ill feelings about the marks. Quite the opposite, actually, it pleased him to have that many. He felt like he really did a good job.

[StainedCrimson]

"But at least if you'd shared me during the Rut we could enjoy time after it together right away instead of waiting." He points out flatly as he sets the other down and watches him start to eat. A faint pleased look appears before he tilts his head. "No need. I'll eat another one myself shortly and the third can just be left out for dinner." Shrugging off the thanks slightly he rumbles proud of his marks on the other.

 

"I did. And you will have them for a long time." Haimo rumbles out pleased at the thought while looking them over as Ken touches them. Striding over he traces along some of the marks. "Though once these fade I'll have to replace them with new ones, but they will be better as I will remember leaving them." This is promised as he fully intends to enjoy his wolf's body and both of them will remember which will make it all the better.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken shrugged at the reason, deciding to just leave it. Either way, nothing could be changed by now. As Haimo walked back up to him, tracing over the marks, the werewolf couldn't help but feel a bit of surprise. "You want us to stay like this?" He asked in slight wonder, lightly moving a hand up to trace his fingers over the Alpha's cheek.

 

"I mean... I like it, certainly, but..." Ken trailed off, a small frown appearing on his face, mostly from worry that it wasn't his place to ask for something that big. "I was hoping to... I've always wanted to have a child." He finally managed to get out, looking away from the other. This was probably an unreasonable request. He was a werewolf, and this was the damn Alpha of dragons. What were the chances? Basically none. He would probably be turned away, if not forced to leave.

[StainedCrimson]

Haimo lets out a snort. Did his pet think he'd forgotten the promise to discuss such after the Rut to see if the other would be interested in continuing a sexual aspect to their relationship? Perhaps. After all, his little wolf hasn't been treated well by his pack so it is possible that the other didn't expect him to honor that. "Of course I'd be interested in continuing to have sex with you pet. I enjoyed our coupling before the Rut and if your state after the Rut was any indication then you pleased me greatly during that as well." Though there is a niggling feeling that something happened during the Rut that he will have to deal with.

 

At the mention of the wolf wanting a child, he lets out a low troubled rumble. "I would be glad to give you a child pet, however, there are rules in place even for the Alpha when it comes to having offspring. Since you are not dragon, even if we became mates, it is likely the Clan will push for me to have a dragon mate or at least have one offspring by a dragon so as to have a full-blooded heir." The thought doesn't bother him overly much, even as the image of Ken waddling around swollen with his child fills him with pleasure. "If you were agreeable to that then the Clan would most likely have the child be raised with us, the dragon parent may or may not be depending on the agreement reached."

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Ken smiled up at the Alpha when he was told they would indeed be able to continue their current relationship. He nodded, satisfied to hear that... The same couldn't be said about what Haimo told him next. Looking away for a few moments, the werewolf scolded himself mentally. Why did he expect for his request to be fulfilled entirely? "It seems unfair to take away someone else's child." He said quietly, looking up at the dragon. "I... Suppose I understand. If there must be a pureblood heir, my child wouldn't do any good." Even when talking about something that hadn't even started yet, Ken felt ill when speaking like that.

 

Pulling away the slightest bit, the werewolf felt like he needed to take just a few breaths. He couldn't imagine raising somebody else's child as his own, even if the parents was around. No... Then he would just feel out of place. It wasn't fair. "I guess it can't be helped." Ken managed a smile, feeling weirdly hurt. Why was he? He was a werewolf in a clan of dragons... He wouldn't ever be treated equally. He always found a child to be the highest form of intimacy. If they were to have one, it would tie the two of them together for as long as they lived, nothing would tear them apart. Ken wished for that more than anything else in the world. It just seemed like the perfect ending for him.