° THE ROGUE.

As they rolled over, Dove laughed lightly at Atlas’s words. “Duly noted. “ He grinned and placed both his hands on Atlas’s chest. Shuffling around a bit, Dove got himself to straddle Atlas before sinking down on his cock once more. Leaning back, he placed one hand on Atlas’s thigh and started slide his hips forwards and back, driving Atlas deeper than he had been before. “How would you like to me too ride you, Atty?” Dove asked as he slowed down, took atlas to his base before rolling back. “Slow or fast?” Dove asked as if he didn’t already know the answer. But a teasing smile gave him away.  Sitting forward, he planted his hands on Atlas’s chest and bounced up and down rather quickly as he was stroked off. Grabbing Atlas’s hand, Dove stopped him. “Gonna cum to fast if you keep that up.” He warned.

The thing was, Wesley hadn’t been lying earlier. He hadn’t ever meet a human with Atlas’s out look. Some of the ones who had that spark of interest lost it after being punished one to many times and that was about the last thing he wanted. At least, not right now. He was going to cover for Atlas. Or at least help him cover it up. He was on good terms with a lot of the guards on this level. They’d be fine. Possibly in for a light punishment but nothing like what Atlas would have gotten if he’d simply been caught killing a guard. “Only when I’m hungry.” Wes hummed as he looked over at Atlas. He kept eye contact while biting into the mans heart. It was better than anything Wesley had ever eaten. His mind spun and with in minutes he’d completely devoured the whole thing. As if it were a piece of toast and not a whole mans heart. Breathing out, Wesley leaned against Atlas’s coat and nodded his head. “Come here.” He parted his legs slightly, enough for Atlas to stand between. “Now, come here.” Wesley said again. 

he watched him, holding that eye contact, not even remotely phased by the gruesome nature of watching another sink their teeth into a human heart. in fact, atlas was more intrigued than ever, leaning in through the bars and lifting a brow as another laugh tumbled past his lips -- he really was insane. atlas paused, pursing his lips slightly, reluctant to enter the cell again, he didn’t want to be in there, he wanted out -- he wanted to stretch his legs, he wanted fun, but the temptation wesley offered seemed too good to pass up. atlas moved back into the cell, stepping over the sad sack of meat on the floor and standing between the halfling’s open legs, “what?”

“Depends what we do next.” Wesley shrugged as he looked at the body. His mouth watered at the thought of a fresh heart in his hands. Blood drying between his fingers, running down his arm. He looked at the body again. “We tell them he came at you.” He started as he stepped into the cell, his bare foot landing in the pool of blood. “The guard, he was strangling you I saw it. I got him off but he was crazed. You defended yourself. He wouldn’t stop till it was too late.” Wesley explained there story as he looked over at Atlas with a grin. “And I am half fox.” He shrugged and sat on the mans chest. “I can’t help myself.” Wesley pushed both hands between the guard rib cage and pried them apart before digging out his heart. 

“we?” atlas questioned, quirking a brow in amusement, watching wesley carefully with narrowed eyes as he pondered his request, listening to his story as it knitted together. sure, they’d be punished, but no pets stuck together in this place, they wouldn’t be willing to take the fall for someone else’s doing, this story they were more likely to believe with wesley’s help. his lips curved up, “aren’t you sweet?” the fiery-headed male crooned, resting against the bars, watching every movement the half-kitsune made as he tore the guard apart more so than atlas already had, tugging his heart from it’s position and revealing his true nature. atlas grinned widely, excitement and amazement dancing over his features as he watched the other enjoy his feed.

Watching Atlas start to come undone in him had Dove moaning. The sight of it alone would have probably been enough to do him in but the feeling- Yeah, okay, Dove believed him. People didn’t fuck like this unless they hadn’t been touched in two weeks. Gods, Dove couldn’t even imagine that. He’d go crazy in this place if good sex didn’t break up the week. His body loosened for Atlas as he got used to the pace and stretch. “So good, fuck yes. You’re going to have to fuck me more often.” Dove smiled up at Atlas before drawing him back down for another kiss. One that he pushed hard into, even nipped at Atlas’s lower lip. “You should let me ride you.” Dove mumbled softly. “Let me treat you since its been so long.” He cooed. He felt like being nice. The last thing Atlas needed was to see the brat that Dove could be. He needed to feel good. Dove wanted him too.

For a moment, Dove was sure that Atlas was going to just take his throat this time around. Not that he minded. If he didn’t want that he wouldn’t have offered it in the first place. But thankfully he took the better of the two options and slipped down his body once more. “If you fuck me half as good as you fucked my throat this will be great.” Dove chuckled and laughed as he was pulled forward on the bed. His body moving easily for Atlas, legs apart and ready for Atlas. A soft moan fell from Dove’s lips as they parted for the red heads fingers. Which he sucked on, swished his tongue around and then chased when they left him. Smiling down at Atlas, Dove tried to keep eye contact for as long as possible but as Atlas pushed into him, Doves eyes closed. He whined bite his own lower lip. “I’ve been told.” He smiled and cracked his eyes back open. “Your perfect. Fuck, that’s good. We should have done this a long time ago.” Dove teased lightly as he reached up and ran a hand through Atlas’s hair, down his neck, and arm. He took the others hand in his own and placed it on his own throat. “Fuck me like you’re trying to make up for two weeks of nothing.” Dove grunted as he wrapped his legs around Atlas’s waist. 

When Wesley walked away from Atlas he already had his mind set on the next task at hand. He went straight for the privet washrooms. It was better than he expected actually. The water wasn’t just warm in the showers, it was hot. Really hot. Hot enough to make even Wesley’s forever cold skin feel it. He spent a good half hour in there before coming out, drying his hair off. He put his boxers back on and headed out into the hallway. Gods, his neck and back muscles were so relaxed it was unbelievable.

Stretching upwards, Wesley actually went about looking for his guard friend to see if he could get Atlas let out. It was then that his ears perked with the sound of damn near manic laughter. Music to a demons ears. He turned around and headed back from were he’d come from just to land on Atlas once more and the gore. A small smile pulled at Wes’s lips. “Cute.” He cooed. “You make me some art? I am flattered.” Wes teased on before bending down tracing a finger in the guys blood. “What’d he do or was this just for the pure joy of it?” Wesley asked as he looked over at Atlas with a grin. 

atlas leaned back dragging his fingers over his mouth and pushing them between his lips, tasting the blood that had lingered there before looking up to see the brunette fox returning. his smile didn’t waver, instead atlas pushed himself back up and edged towards the open door, stepping out into the walk way, lips pulling larger, “pretty isn’t it?” he rocked back onto his heels and looked down at his bloody torso, hands and arms, “aren’t I?” the male added with a wink before looking around them, “pretty -- but in trouble, no doubt.” atlas breathed out a small sigh and moved around wesley, another laugh tumbling from his lips, “still warm, if you want his heart.”

“Clearly.” Wesley agreed. He’d only really heard of a few humans going crazy liked it seemed Atlas had. It always sounded different from when a Fox really lost its mind. When Foxes went crazy they really went nuts. Ripped apart towns, stacked piles of hearts so high they couldn’t eat them all if they wanted to. When humans really lost it, it seemed so calculated. Most, it seemed,  didn’t give much of a show that they had lost it. Not till it was too late. Maybe Atlas was past that? Wesley was curiouser and curiouser by the minute. “Yes. I’d very much like to witness the chaos you will create first hand. Maybe if its good enough I’ll even join in. If you’re lucky that is.” Wes cooed before taking a step back and then another. “Oh I will. You enjoy those voices, sweetie.” 

atlas wiggled his fingers in a goodbye motion, turning his attention back to the voices inside his mind -- they were growing tiresome, frustrated, just like atlas lately. he hummed in a low tone to himself as he rested his head back against the wall, drifting off into his own world until the door to the cells opened once again. atty lifted his head and cocked it to the side, a young guard stepping in to do their usual checks, atty pushed himself up. “hi handsome,” he crooned.

ten minutes later, atlas sat mounted on top of the body of the guard, surprised nobody had responded to the commotion, his fists bloodied, their head smashed in, gore spilled across his cell -- he was going to be in a lot of trouble, but that was far from his mind. his mouth spread into a wide, insane grin, laughs tumbling past his lips as he urged himself up from the body, licking the crimson splatter from his lower lip, “guess the fox was right.”

Smiling around Atlas’s cock, Dove did his best to keep up with Atlas’s movements. Even encouraging him to go faster once he was comfortable enough to do so. His own eyes flicked to the guard who had stuffed his own hand down his pants, and then moved back to Atlas. He was way nicer to look at. What with that blissed out, almost amazed, expression and the sweet swears falling from his lips. Dove went on with his work before his jaw started to ache and then finally his head fell completely back against the pillow. His hands pressing into Atlas’s hips, stopping him from thrusting into Dove’s mouth again. Panting, Dove looked up at him, let his tongue slide out a long Atlas’s slit. “You can cum on face if you want. Or you can fuck me. I’m really hoping for a fucking here but I wont say no to a load in the face either.” Dove promised as he looked at Atlas with a big smile on his lips. 

“Yeah, use me. It’s fun trust me.” Dove cooed before they kissed. His head tipping to the side a bit as he stole the moment for himself. Atlas was a fantastic kisser and pulled away far too soon for Dove’s liking but thankfully he waisted no time in getting Dove’s lips to work. His hands settled on Atlas’s hips as his lips parted easily for the other Pets cock. Dove’s brown eyes flicked up to meet with those bright blue ones as he spoke. His tongue rolling over the head of Atlas’s cock. What? This might not happen for a long time. Better give the poor guy something to really dream about. Besides being throat fucked like this always got Dove going like nothing else. He relaxed as as Atlas started to trust into his mouth. His throat loosened and he did gag a few times before falling to a rythem with Atlas. When they got going, Dove started to show off his controlled gag reflex. Pressing himself to take more of Atlas down his throat. Holding him there. Licking at Atlas when he pulled back to breath. He wanted Atlas to think about this blow job whenever he got one from now on. That was the goal.

Listening to Atlas speak peeked Wesley’s curiosity about the human in the most dangerous sort of way. His mind wondered as he spoke. How did Atlas fuck? How did he kill? Did those two things go hand and hand some days? Did they ever twist together in a mess or say completely apart? He wondered what would happen if Atlas got out right at this moment. What would his first action be? Would he go look for that ‘good cock’? Would he go bash some guards head in? Both seemed equally likely and Wesley skin itched to know what would happen. “Are you sure you’re not part fox?” Wesley asked in a chuckle before sliding closer to the bars once more. “Because I’ve rarely come across any human that has the same sort of-” He made a bit of a face as he thought. “-outlook on things as we do.” Wesley settled back a bit. “I’ll get you out if I can. But I want to be around when it happens. So you may just have to wait another day or two so i can work my magic, sweetie.” He promised in a softer coo. “You’ll owe me. Don’t worry about that, and you’ll get your bloodshed. And your sex. Both.” He promised on easily. “That sound fun enough for you?”

“True.” Wesley cooed. He actually found it surprising that no one had taken Atlas out in two weeks. Part of him wondered if he was lying.  Atlas was hot, he was responsive and had that flicker of fun in his eyes still. At least at the moment he did. Most of the pets that got left alone here either looked completely dead, or were just ugly. Even if Atlas was willing to bite a mans finger off. Some Elites would love that. Love to break that. He scratched the side of his face as Atlas sat down. “Awe, come on. Thats no fun.  Persuading is my favourite part of this deal making.” Wesley chuckled. “Persuade me. Beg me to help you.” His eyes lit up now. With something that was far from human and souly his demon side kicking up to play. 

atlas ran his fingers through is fiery locks, letting out a soft hum as the other spoke, somewhat distracted for the moment before peering up at the fox through his lashes, “I don’t beg elites to get me out of here, the only thing I’ve ever begged for is some good cock -- the only two forms of persuasion I have are violence and sex, I’m not gonna be stupid enough to make an enemy out of you and I doubt I’ve got something you want, so cut the crap. you want something, in general, to persuade you to get me out of here, I can use my manners but I will not beg, if that’s all you’re looking for, well -- this was fun while it lasted.” atlas sat up straight once again, cocking his head to the side, “I’m human but I’m not naive, I’m not afraid of death or pain, I’m afraid of boredom, dull behaviour and bad company and darling, I know you’re not boring or bad company. personally, I want some bloodshed, you either want me to owe you... or you don’t.”

Being man handled had always and would always been one of Dove’s biggest turn ons. He like when a guy could and would just move him to be where ever he wanted. He fell easily on to the coat and and smiled as he kissed again. Kissing back, Dove’s hands ran up through Atlas’s hair and pulled lightly on it before the man started to kiss down his body. Humming softly, Dove arched his back into Atlas lips and tongue, his skin warming under the others touch. “You could just say please.” He teased as his underwear was pulled off and thrown aside. Stretching his arms out above his head, Dove smiled and let his everything be exposed before he was shifted again. Grinning as he was flipped up and pushed so his ass was exposed. “Goddamn, Atlas.” Dove swore lightly as the other went to work. “Feels good. Real good.” He cooed as his hand slipped between his own legs and rested on the back of Atlas’s head. “I wanna suck you off before you start fucking me. Just like this. Just use my mouth.” Dove told him as his head fell back agains the pillow. 

Wesley huffed out a bit of a sigh before leaning back on one leg a bit. “I haven’t decided if you’ve been a waist of breath or not. And don’t kid yourself that is something that I get to decide for myself.” He hummed. “You’re entertaining me. Or you where until this whole begging to be let out thing starter.” Wesley grumbled and waved a hand around a bit. Gods, maybe he should just let the poor thing out. Have him owe him. That might be fun to cash in one down the line. But at the same time what could he possibly give Wes that Wes couldn’t just take from someone else? He couldn’t think of anything. “I’m not sure yet what I want. What would be more fun? Seeking out my guard boy and making him unlock your cage or going for a nice long shower all by myself? You can see the pickle I am in.” Wesley cooed. “How about this, I’m going to go take that shower and if I happen on my guard I’ll spend him to you adn you can thank me later.” Wesley offered. “In fact you’ll owe me and I will cash in.”

atlas rolled his eyes and moved back towards his cot, sitting himself down on it and crossing one let over the other, “sure,” he hummed, the amusement never once leaving his features, “you can choose as you see fit, love, it’s not as if I’m going anywhere,” his eyes fluttered towards the door behind wesley before back to his features, a laugh leaving his lips, though he thought it was better not to correct the other, atlas didn’t do returning favours, it wasn’t in his nature, but he wasn’t going to argue between that and his freedom. hands lifted, waving off his words before he shrugged, “I’m not in the habit of persuading other pets, you will choose whatever you do.”

It had been a good, long, time since Dove had been with someone who was as needy as Atlas clearly was. Honestly, it was hot. He felt like Atlas wanted him so badly he would’ve just turned him around and gone to town if Dove let him.The need made teasing him all the more fun. But he felt a little cruel doing it so he wouldn’t keep it up to long. “Please what?” Dove asked as his own hands moved to slip down Atlas’s hips. One dipping down to wrap around his cock. Slide his thumb over the head of it as he looked up at Atlas. “You wanna fuck me?” He asked. “Because you can. Please do.” He smiled and kissed Atlas’s lips again. This kiss he pressed a bit of his own need into. Seeing how turned on and read to go Atlas was had Dove a little less willing to take his time. 

Dove had been here a long time and something he’d learned quickly as that the guards were as bored as they were. If you could entertain them enough, they’d bend the rules for you. Besides, if someone came along the guard would get in equal trouble as the two slaves. He allowed this after all. Though Dove had a feeling nothing would come of the two pets putting on a show. If nothing else they could claim an elite told them too. Dove had excuses locked and loaded. So his mind was at ease when Atlas kissed him. Kissed him like a starved man getting his first few bite of food. Letting out a little giggle against his lips, Dove kissed him back. His arms looping around Atlas’s neck. Fingers twisting into his dark red hair. He let out a soft moan as he was pulled closer and smiled against his lips. Dove nipped at Atlas’s lower lip and pulled back when his ass was grabbed. “Slow down tiger.” He panted lightly before kissing Atlas’s lips a little softer. “I’m not going anywhere.” Dove promised as he smoothed his hands down the others face. “Tell me how bad you want me.” He mumbled softly as his lips pressed in against Atlas’s neck. He didn’t mark the other Pet but kissed his way up to Atlas’s ear. Licked the shell of it and then peppered his jaw line with the same kisses. 

Watching Atlas hesitate for a moment, Bear paused as well. “Hold up.” He stopped them and started to untie his boots. “M’used to bare foot anyway.” Bear shrugged. “Gonna need’em back at the end but ya’ can haven em while m’with ya.” He explained passing them over one by one to the bare foot pet. “Guess so. Never really thought of em as anythin’but pack. Ain’t the case ‘round here I gather. S’weird.” He admitted before standing back up. the feeling of the dirt under his bare feet wasn’t an unpleasant one. In fact it was welcoming. Sort of felt like home.

atlas paused and looked at the other, confusion concealing his expression as he remained rooted in the spot and simply stared at bear. when the other offered his boots, atlas lifted a brow before allowing a small smirk to tug on his lips, “thanks,” he murmured, slipping his feet into the heavy shoes, they felt strange on his feet but he trudged, pushing his hands back into the pockets of the hoodie as they moved along, “some life...” atlas murmured before shrugging his shoulders, “well, welcome to the new age, bear, I’m not your equal, at least -- not in their eyes.”

Wesley’s eyes twinkled as Atlas spoke. He was showing off so many little things that Wes mentally stuck in his back pocket. Noting down that Atlas had a pride that might rival his own. One that might be closer to an ego than anything else. “Two weeks.” Wesley breathed. He hadn’t spent more then twelve hours straight in a cell. Thankfully Kistunes had a way of luring in people and making them play whether they really wanted to or not. He used this to his full advantage. Thinking for a moment, Wesley tapped his chin. “I am still missing the why part of ‘should I help you.’” He admitted. “Because you’re right I could get old Regan back over here to get you out for me. He owes me a few favours but why wast one on you?” Wes asked as he leaned against Atlas’s cell bars. “You’re going to have to give me more than just the fact that I may or may not regret it if I don’t. I need reasons.”  

atlas cocked his head to the side, eyes drifting away from wesley for a moment, “give or take,” he murmured with a nod, running his tongue over his lower lip, it was true, he’d only just met the guy and while wesley seemed like fun, atlas wasn’t necessarily seeing the point in them spending much time together outside of these cells, but that was not what he was going to say of course. he stepped forward as the other did, eyes glinting with amusement, “for the same reason you’re wasting your breath talking to me, any guard could turn up right now, any elite could walk through that door and you’re wasting time, but here you are -- because you know I’d be fun.” he shrugged his shoulders, “but then again, who am I to assume? I am fun, but -- I’m not so sure I’d waste the courtesy on anybody either, personally, I just want something to amuse me.”