Blood Wolf

petjakey:

Of all the things he’d anticipated happening, this was not one of them. To be fair, despite there having been a fight, he felt like they’d resolved things between themselves reasonably well. Elliot still didn’t seem to feel as though he would need Jake but a layer of the awkwardness had disappeared. To him that was progress.

This was definitely not progress. 

He had no time to react as August’s fingers twisted into his hair and yanked his head back before dragging the dagger across his throat. It wasn’t a spray of blood but it was a steady stream of it. He was busy trying to stem the flow of blood as he was shoved to the floor but it streamed through his fingers anyway. Jake didn’t try to say a word, though.

@fineblood·

❛ "YOU SCREWED UP, SO THIS IS YOUR PUNISHMENT,” august said. nothing, in his opinion, weighed heavier than guilt. “it’s because you disobeyed me that he’s going to die.” he wanted to make that clear, that he wasn’t killing jake because he thought jake had done something wrong. he wanted elliot to know his actions had more consequences that concerned others than himself. “isn’t this what you wanted?” he asked as he stared at the other half-wolf bleeding to death at their feet. “you wanted him gone. you told me so yourself, elliot, that i didn’t need him.” he wiped the blood from his dagger against his pants, his expression as cold as ever. he had no patience for misbehavior. “if that’s not what you want, get on your knees and beg me for his life.”

@blvvdxwolf​ @petjakey​

Again Elliot was reminded that he’d screwed up, at this point he really was surprised that he was even still breathing. His eyes flickered between August’s clearly angry face and Jake’s choking form. Elliot only had so long to decide how he wanted to react, whether he could swallow his pride and get on his knees of if he would just let Jake die. Part of him wanted to argue that if he’d really wanted Jake to die he’d kill him himself, but he’d not, he’d let the pet live, but there was no time, every second Elliot spent debating with himself was a second closer to actually letting the other die. And Elliot didn’t want Jake’s death to be on him, he’d rather watch the other fail himself. So he got on his knees and he begged. “Please spare him. Please don’t let him die, he doesn’t deserve that, I’m the one who broke the rules, I’m the one who fucked up, I’m the one who should be choking on their own blood.” Elliot spoke, swallowing his pride, biting down hard on his desire to glare, to deadpan each word and instead infused them with emotion. 

❛ HE WAS STILL SEETHING, TRYING TO breathe through his nose, then his mouth to come down from his euphoric high. his cock twitched against elliot’s cheek, still half-hard, but it was clear the half-wolf had drained nearly everything from him. “good boy,” he whispered through shallow breaths, his hand reaching down, wiping away the streaks of cum with his thumb, just to slip it between elliot’s lips. he tugged elliot to stand by his hair and kissed him hard, pressing their lower bodies together so his cock still rutted against his pet’s abdomen. “let’s see how hard you are,” he said, commanding elliot to pull down his pants. 

❛ WHEN HE HAD HIS COCK STUFFED IN elliot’s throat, he hardly cared for the last time his half-wolf took a breath. he just fucked his throat relentlessly, grunting softly with each time his cock dragged over elliot’s warm tongue and pushed into his hot throat again. within a few minutes of harshly fucking his pet’s throat, he finally flinched as he came to his climax. with a heavy groan, he pulled out, his free hand jerking the base of his cock in quick strokes to milk out his load that splattered onto elliot’s face, over his nose and cheek. “there’s a good boy,” he whispered, slightly out of breath as he rubbed the leaking head of his cock against elliot’s cheek, letting him taste the last drops.

❛ THE VAMPIRE GROANED DEEPLY, A HAND sliding down his own stomach to feel it clenching whenever he felt elliot’s tongue working him. elliot’s technique and stamina had both dramatically improved after all the times they were intimate. he knew elliot was getting hard from this, just from suckling on his cock with no pleasure given to him whatsoever. after allowing some time for elliot to go at his own pace, he slipped both hands into elliot’s hair and gripped it just tight enough for him to move his hips. “open that throat,” he ordered, starting to force elliot’s head back and forth on his cock rather than moving his hips. 

petjakey:

He’d never really seen August angry before, so this was new to him. Pure stubbornness was the only reason he didn’t wince when the vampire’s hand clamped down on the back of his neck, nearly tripping over his own feet as he was moved. Holding back a whine when August’s grip tightened, he wasn’t quite sure what to do - he couldn’t just blame Elliot for it given his role but trying to tell August that wasn’t all that appealing. “It was my fault too, Master.” He admitted nervously.

@fineblood·

❛ AUGUST KNEW WHAT WAS GOING THROUGH elliot’s head. he knew elliot was possessive, and that he had harmed jake knowing he could handle whatever punishment august would do to him. physical torture had stopped being effective against elliot long after his half-wolf had built a tolerance for pain. and august was sick of having to coddle his pets like they were misbehaving children. “i gifted you both to each of you, but if this is what you want–” the vampire said as he yanked jake’s head back by his hair, withdrew his dagger, and slit jake’s throat just for him to bleed out slowly. he tossed jake to the floor between him and elliot. “let his death be on your conscience.” only august’s blood could heal him fast enough to save him now, so he waited for elliot to act, or to not act all, and for jake to suffer the worst punishment for it all.

@blvvdxwolf​ @petjakey​

Elliot thought he was prepared for a lot of outcomes, thought that the punishment would come down on him because he’d been the one to act on his primal instincts, the one to fight, to attack so he was utterly unprepared for August’s move. When the vampire just pulled a dagger out and slit Jake’s throat, Elliot’s eyes widened. He tried not to flinch, but he couldn’t help it. He might not yet like the other wolf much, might still harbor issues about himself and the other, but he didn’t think Jake deserved to die, if he did, Elliot would have killed him when he’d been a wolf. He wasn’t sure what to do, what to say but he had to act fast, there was only so much time Elliot had to save Jake’s life. “He doesn’t need to die, I’m the one that fucked up, if you’re going to kill anyone then it should be me.” 

❛ AUGUST GRUNTED SOFTLY IN PLEASURE as elliot worked his skilled tongue around the sensitive crown of his cock. he couldn’t help but watch his pet please him, the sight of elliot on his knees, thoroughly enjoying his position beneath him making his dick twitch in his half-wolf’s mouth. he stepped a foot closer, wedging his cock a bit deeper down elliot’s throat, and moving his hips slowly rather than roughly. he took his time, enjoying every second, and slowly pressed himself into the hilt. every inch crammed into elliot’s throat, and he stayed there, forcing his pet to hold his breath or choke as he worked himself in and out of that tight sleeve.

❛ IT DIDN’T TAKE LONG AT ALL FOR AUGUST to notice the marks on jake’s body. he had healed jake after the goblin ambush so he knew they weren’t from goblins, and the fact elliot’s scent was all over the young half-wolf gave much away. once they were all home, he grabbed jake by the back of his neck and jutted him out to elliot, his expression dark with anger. “what did i say about touching what was mine?” he barked, his voice thundering in the room. he leered at elliot, fingers gripping the nape of jake’s neck harder. “what did i say!” he roared, demanding a response.

@blvvdxwolf then @petjakey

Elliot had been waiting for that moment when August would finally confront him about what had happened with Jake. He’s already resigned himself to whatever punishment would be dished out, had no excuses for what he’d done. “Never touch what’s yours.” Elliot answered, eyes locked on August, the way he held Jake by his neck. He knew that he was in for it, maybe even worse than what had been done to him when he’d fucked Abel.

“Think he’ll be mad?” He asked, before clarifying, “About us fighting?” Jake glanced sideways at Elliot but kept it brief. Even if Elliot had been the one doing the physical damage, Jake was well aware he’d prodded him into it. He wasn’t about to try and blame it on Elliot, or dump him in it - but it was hard to miss the new marks on Jake. “Back where I came from, everyone said brother’s fight.” He suggested.

The words made him go quiet again, though his fingers ran lightly over the sheets. Eventually he shrugged, “I guess we’ll find out.” He wasn’t sure there was much else to say anymore, so even though he was careful to give Elliot his own space, he lay back on the bed again. He had to resist the urge to idly pick at the wounds, staring up at the ceiling. “When do you think he’ll be back?”

❛ THE VAMPIRE CLOSED HIS EYES FOR A SECOND when elliot first took him into his mouth, focusing on the warmth of his pet’s lips around his cock. usually, he was impatient, and liked to transition into fucking elliot’s throat raw within seconds, but the vampire showed restraint this one time. he wove his fingers into his half-wolf’s hair and gently tugged at the roots, encouraging him with his fingers massaging against elliot’s scalp. they’d done it so often like this while traveling, when beds were just luxuries they couldn’t have on a mission. he allowed elliot to go at his own pace, grunting softly in appreciation.

“Different people, different situations.” He commented, sliding off Elliot as the other half wolf continued so they could actually face each other. “August mentioned him… I’m sorry.” He said genuinely - clearly he understood loss. “I could never take the - the bond you’ve built away. Even if I could turn into super-wolf overnight. And you know, I’m told I can be pretty stubborn so.. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I was surprised when he said he was claiming me. When he took me to her grave he said he wasn’t interested.” Jake revealed. “I was excited too. A purpose, amongst other things… I know it won’t be easy and I know I have a lot to learn and figure out but I want to be part of this. The three of us.”It was him trying again to show Elliot that he wasn’t trying to take his place.

“… Maybe.” He agreed, “I relished in the claws because they shocked him. He didn’t even think I’d be able to shift them. But I guess that full shift is different.” It made sense, even if it meant he wasn’t sure he would ever be able to shift. When Elliot asked him why he wanted August, he kept massaging in silence for a few moments before he paused altogether, “Because he’s my last link to Laura. He was the last one with her, he buried her and he… he gave her something I couldn’t when she needed it. He even let me say goodbye.”

“No - and I still don’t want to be one of them. But I can see why being able to shift would be useful.” Despite the hint of anger in his tone when he said them, he was calm while he spoke - somewhat of a rarity for him when it concerned full-blooded wolves. “Why not you?” He replied, “I know things have been tense but.. We’re in this together.” Elliot being important to August did make up a portion of it, but there was to it than just that. More to it than just the both of them being pets too. Despite the jealousy and the way he’d challenged Elliot, he did actually like the other half-wolf; and he admired him.

“Oh, so that’s what that’s called.” Jake said, wrinkling his nose. “They did a lot but they never quite let me die. My punishment was to live.” He would fight the urge to scratch or pick at wounds like he had before. “I guess. I mean the first time I shifted my claws was when I was afraid Laura would be hurt. And when I shifted my fangs I was angry that Laura was dead.” He’d also tried to attack August but it was probably better to leave that part out. “But now… I’m not really sure what that might be.” 

Jake nodded, and once they’d put away the medical supplies, he made a gesture with two fingers. “Lie down. I can’t promise I’ll be any good but I’ll try.”

“Oh. I guess I’ve mostly just been left to heal on my own. I kind of know what you mean - it’s not like I’ve never heard of it. I guess that’s what some of it was - it’s hot, right?” It was the only way he knew how to describe it. “The most I’ve ever done is fangs and claws. And I only just figured out how to control that.” If he was there when Laura had died, he was sure it would have happened then but now he wasn’t sure there could ever be something serious enough to force it. Or perhaps more accurately, he wasn’t sure the only thing he thought might be able to force it would ever happen. “I can give you a massage?” He suggested tentatively.