The Neko and the Wolf - 4. Seduction

Half an hour later he was still tossing and turning, sleep eluding him for a second night in a row. No matter how nice the bed was, he couldn’t seem to get comfortable. But he didn’t want to ask Zaddis for help again, that was just asking for trouble, especially if someone found out the wolf was sharing his bed. Fin could only imagine the scandal that would cause. Though maybe that would be enough for him to be sent back to the orphanage… he couldn’t risk it.

Hearing Fin tossing and turning again, Zaddis huffed at the base of the door like he’d told him not to, followed by a concerned whine

“Zaddis!”

It came out a croaking hiss, the neko throwing back the covers to get out of bed. His feet touched the cold floor, Fin wincing as he scurried toward the door. Throwing it open, he frowned at the wolf.

“I told you not to do that…”

Sitting there, he looked up at him with a worried look before nudging him back toward the bed. Padding inside, he hopped up onto the bed, wagging his tail a bit, and letting out a quiet huff as he looked back towards Finley

“I can’t… what if someone found out?” the neko breathed. “Fuck, you could get in so much trouble…”

But it had felt nice, having that weight beside him. And if he didn’t think about the werewolf sleeping beside him, he shouldn’t have anything embarrassing happen.

“Fine… but we need to find a better way. I don’t want you to get in trouble for this,” Fin muttered, climbing back under the covers.

He threw his weighted blanket over them both, offering a layer of protection between him and Zaddis while still giving the werewolf a bit of warmth.

Curling up beside him, he felt a deep sigh from the wolf, followed by a lick on the cheek as if to say "it's okay, just get some sleep." This close, and in his wolf from, Zaddis was able to tell that the sweet scent was coming from Fin. It was nice... almost intoxicating... and as he breathed deeply in and out beneath the blanket, his red rocket began to poke from his sheath, much to his chagrin. Hopefully Fin wouldn't notice.

Fin relaxed easily with the wolf’s weight beside him. He could hear the steady breathing, the tiny hitch that he prayed didn’t mean what he thought it meant.

Don’t think about it, don’t pay attention to it… fuck, his body was starting to react to the wolf again…

He rolled over under the covers, trying to bury his growing length in the mattress. Grabbing his tail, the neko tucked it under his body, keeping it from flagging his arousal to the wolf. If he closed his eyes, pretended to be asleep…

Zaddis waited... and waited... almost an hour before shifting around a bit. Finley's breathing seemed even enough for him to be asleep, hopefully at least. In that time beneath the covers, the scent had only grown stronger, and it was getting to a point that his head felt foggy. Nudging the neko lightly once... twice... and getting no response, the horned up young wolf leaned down and began to lick himself, a quiet slurping being produced.

His dreams were filled with the half elf, Zaddis holding him in bed as the two cuddled. Their bodies switched, the neko slowly humping against the guard, warmth flooding his loins as he came in his sleep.

The neko woke up suddenly, ears twitching at a slurping noise as he realised his pants were wet. He hissed quietly, flinching in shame as the bed shook slightly beside him.

Feeling him flinch and hearing him hiss, Zaddis stopped suddenly, realizing he'd been found out as the scent became overwhelming. Beneath the blanket, he began sniffing, his powerful nose drawing him forth without thought until he found it pressed against the damp bulge of the prince's pajama pants.

“Zaddis… don’t…” Fin whimpered. “Please don’t… I’ll change.”

He needed to find the laundry room, wash this out quickly. Crawling out of the covers for the second time that night, Fin set his feet to the freezing ground again, his body drooping as he stood up.

“I’ll… I‘ll be back…” he said, heading toward the enormous closet that was still waiting to be filled.

As Fin left the bed and Zaddis managed to get out from under the blanket, his head began to clear. Then his heart sank in realization of what he'd almost done. Changing as quickly as he could, he stumbled after Finley, his still hard member bobbing with each step.

"Fin I... gods I'm so sorry..."

Moving over to his clothes, he quickly started getting dressed, his arousal and shame evident on his face.

The neko stumbled out of the closet, his soiled clothes in hand. His face was burning, and he couldn’t meet the half elf’s eyes.

“Do… do you know where…” he swallowed tightly. “Uh, do you know where the laundry room is? I need to clean this up…”

Nodding as he pulled his pants up, Zaddis stared at the clothes.

"Yeah... I can take them for you if you want... I'm sure you don't want me around here right now..."

He was still hard, annoyingly so, and was holding his shirt over his front.

“No, I’m doing it,’ the neko said sharply. “I… uh… I need to do it myself…”

He tried not to stare at that chest, his rod twitching in his pants, and Fin silently cursed his body. It had already gotten him in enough trouble, and now it wanted more.

“Just… Can you just show me please? And put on a shirt?”

Doing as commanded, Finley could clearly see the bulge in his pants that he'd been trying to hide.

"Yeah... come on... it's late enough nobody should catch us..."

His tail raised high, the neko growling at the traitorous appendage. He didn’t even want that thing near him; the neko had heard plenty of tales about people being raped by wolves, turned against their will. He wanted nothing to do with that, but his body didn’t care.

Following the half elf through the palace halls to the servants quarters, Finley threw his clothes into a washer, soap following a moment before he turned the machine on.

“Fuck, it’s so weird not to be paying copper for this,” the neko muttered.

"Yeah... I guess so..."

Zaddis had his arms crossed, leaning against the wall near the door.

"Fin... I..." he sighed deeply, "I'm sorry... I don't know what else to say... I wasn't going to..."

He didn't know what to say. His wolf had wanted to clean him up... taste that sweetness... but he'd still had enough sense to not be tempted to take him... not that that made matters better.

“Yeah, well, I’m pretty sure cumming in my pants didn’t help any,” the neko muttered, his ears folding. “Fuck, I knew this was a bad idea… I can’t fucking control myself, and I can’t expect a dog to control his body if I can’t…”

Finley kicked the wall beside the washer, his entire body a study in complex emotions.

Zaddis flinched at his words

"I wasn't going to take you if it makes you feel better... I... my wolf brain... wanted to clean you up... I could smell your arousal... still can..."

Sighing deeply, he leaned against the door.

"I'm going to take the house arrest... I can't risk dishonoring you..."

“No-”

Finley took a deep breath, his body tense and shaking.

“You… you help me sleep. Not that I couldn’t take medicine for that… but I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble with Skunkface… er, your father…”

The neko sank against the wall, hugging his knees into his chest as he waited for the wash.

“I don’t want you to go, I just need to figure out how to stop this. Fuck, you think the queen would get pissed if I sowed my royal oats in a brothel?” he joked weakly.

Smiling softly, Zaddis sat down himself, "she probably wouldn't like that... yeah..."

Sighing deeply, he looked over to him.

"You... know you can only contract the curse through sex, right? It's not transmittable through saliva... I know it’s embarrassing... but hell, I lick my own cock and balls when I'm horny, what's someone else's? And... maybe it would help you sleep… just saying... you're a good looking guy... and I am your loyal servant..."

“Sex with a werewolf. This is not the direction I saw my life taking a week ago…” Fin muttered. “I’m not sure about this. The last person to try to blow me… sort of had an accident… Must have had too much wine, but I really don’t remember too well.”

Zaddis shrugged, looking at the prince.

"I mean... its just oral... is that really sex? And don't worry about me having an accident... I'm tough..."

“Well… then…”

The prince let out a shaky breath, reaching for the werewolf nervously. He let a hand run over Zaddis’ arm, not really believing what he was about to do.

“I… um… I already came, but I guess… I mean, I know you need to finish… you can do that here, if you want.”

Blushing deeply, the half elf unbuttoned his pants, revealing that he went commando, his still hard member slipping out. He was thicker than Fin and had a muskiness about him.

"What do you want me to do, my lord?"

“Don’t call me that… at least, not unless you’d get in trouble…” the neko frowned, his eyes transfixed by the length. “It’s… it’s so long…”

Fin licked his lips uncertainly, leaning back against the wall. He glanced at the door, before standing up and crossing the room in search for a lock. Once he was relatively sure they wouldn’t be caught, even given the late hour, the neko returned to the wolf, his eyes still staring at the large rod.

“I… I don’t know,” he admitted. “How do you usually do it?”

Spreading his legs to give the younger boy a better view, Zaddis spat in his hand before starting to stroke himself slowly, almost teasingly, a bead of pre forming at his tip.

Finley’s own hand strayed over his groin as he watched, playing with his growing length as he watched his guard work. He chewed on his lip, not quite ready to join the half elf, reveal his own length.

A soft moan escaped the neko, Finley sitting on the ground as he played with himself. His eyes studied Zaddis, taking in every motion, every twitch of his face or stroke of his hand.

Biting his own lip, Zaddis let out a deep groan before giving the prince a playful wink. It seemed that someone was quite enjoying being watched.

"Well Fin... if I'm giving you a show... might as well make it good... yeah?"

And stopping his stroking for a moment, he slipped out of his pants, letting out a gasp as his well muscled rear touched the cool floor. Wetting a finger with saliva, he reached down and began to finger himself while continuing to stroke, his face flushing as he let out an involuntary moan.

Finley gulped, his entire body flushing with unspoken desire. Fuck, Zaddis could smell it… but it wasn’t like he didn’t already know…

The neko took a deep breath, his fingers still playing with himself as he watched the wolf push a finger inside. He hadn’t even thought of that, of the idea Zaddis might want to receive instead of give. It took all his willpower not to crawl over to the half elf, to replace Zaddis’ hand with his own. He couldn’t do that… not yet.

Zaddis's breath was coming faster now, more shallow as he breathed in the neko’s scent, his hands working faster, even going so far as to slip a second finger into his hole. He'd always known he preferred men to women... and he'd recently come to accept he was more than willing to perform either side of an intimate relationship... though he'd never truly wanted someone till he'd met Finley, the way the younger boy spoke to him when they first met... it did something to him... awakening desires he didn't know he had.

Finley’s ears flicked up as he listened to the older boy, rough tongue slowly running over his lips. Staring intently, he swallowed drily, trying not to seem too eager. The last thing he wanted was to make the half elf think there was more to this than a one time thing. He couldn’t fall in love with a half elf, or a werewolf. It was insane.

And yet he couldn’t deny the pounding in his chest, the way Zaddis’ musk slowly built as sweat ran over his guard’s body. Eyes watched a single bead of sweat travel down the half elf’s length… or was it precum? He couldn’t tell, but he knew he wanted to taste it either way, and holding himself back was getting harder and harder with each passing moment.

Looking up at Finley with half-lidded eyes, Zaddis's almost begged as he let out a pathetic whine.

"M-my prince... please... I... I want you... it... should be safe for you to top me..."

The neko let out a low hiss, sucking in his breath in a minor panic.

“No… No, I can’t… It wouldn’t be right…” he said, eyes squeezing closed as he fought his urges.

Yet he crawled closer, until he was barely a foot from Zaddis, feeling the wolf’s heat even at this distance. It wasn’t even about the disease; Finley wasn’t sure he could survive sleeping with his guard.

Withdrawing his fingers, Zaddis sat forward, his face inches from the younger boy.

"Is it because I'm a half-elf? Or a wolf? Which do you fear so much?"

So close… he was so close…

“The queen…” Finley breathed, his heart hammering so loud he was surprised it wasn’t bursting from his chest. “I don’t… I don’t want anyone hurt because I couldn’t say no. What if she finds out? What would she do to you?”

Smirking slightly, he leaned forward and kissed him, pulling back after a moment.

"She’s not all-powerful... nothing says she has to find out... and I'd rather face her wrath, than not do what feels right..."

The neko whimpered, his mouth chasing after the half elf’s for a split moment after he pulled away. Stopping himself, Fin took a deep breath, his entire body shivering at the smell of Zaddis’ musk.

“Why are you like this? Anyone else I could just… just walk away from…” he whispered. “I’m supposed to be strong.”

A hand reached out, touching the werewolf lightly as Finley stared at his guard, his mind in turmoil.

“I… I can’t stop you Zaddis…” he said finally, not saying yes so much as surrendering to the wolf.

Smiling softly, he leaned in and kissed him again, moaning softly as he reached down and gently ran his fingers over the prince’s length. Pulling back from the kiss, he licked his lips.

"Most wolves believe in fated mates... I don't hold much stock in it... but I can tell you this much... I've never felt like I do for you towards anyone else..."

Glancing down, he just smirked before scooting back and leaning down, his tongue lashing out to swipe at Finley's member through the neko’s pants.

“Wait… wait…” he breathed, sliding his pants down just barely. “If you do that… you might as well get the actual thing, right?”

The neko’s rod slipped out, nearly bouncing as it was freed, and Finley took a deep breath, trying to get over the fact that he was showing his dick to someone he barely knew, beyond the fact that they were a werewolf. This felt like the epitome of stupid, yet he couldn’t deny Zaddis.

Smirking as it almost bopped his nose, Zaddis gave him another few licks before taking him into his mouth, moaning at the taste, his eyes rolling a bit as his tongue lapped at the underside.

Fin let out a loud gasp, his hips bucking into the wolf’s mouth as he was enveloped. This wasn’t how the night was supposed to go. He wanted to take things slow, but the neko was starting to realize werewolves didn’t work like that. And now he was trying to hold back his seed for the second time that night, not wanting to risk releasing into the wolf. He knew the stories about neko seed, about dealers in the dark kidnapping nekos to milk them. What if Zaddis got drugged from his release? Finley couldn’t do that to the wolf, and yet he could already feel himself building again, his groin pressed firmly against his guard’s nose.

He could hear Zaddis gag slightly, taking Finley deeply, his throat undulating around his tip as his throat worked to swallow his treat. He also knew about the rumors, but he wasn't worried. He needed the young prince. Looking up at him, he pulled back a bit and began bobbing his head rapidly.

"Mmmph~"

Fin’s body shook, the neko letting out a loud cry as he released. He bit his hand, trying to fight back the loud moans as his seed flowed into Zaddis’ mouth. His tail wrapped around them, the tip brushing against the back of Zaddis’ head, encouraging him to keep moving, keep suckling, but Finley was reaching his end, his body falling limp as he crashed from the orgasmic high. Panting heavily, the neko pushed at the werewolf, trying to pull him off.

He suckled at him for a few more seconds before pulling back, breathing heavily as he blinked several times, the room distorting around him slightly.

"Holy shit... wasn't expecting that..."

Grinning, he giggled before shifting into his wolf form and snuggling up to Finley.

The neko’s ears flattened at the giggle, Finley sucking in a panicked breath. It was him then. He was drugging people with his seed…

A warm tongue ran over his face, the prince spluttering as he was licked.

“Zaddis… fuck, are you okay?” he asked worriedly, looking at the wolf’s eyes carefully. “I… I’m not challenging you, okay? Please don’t bite me…”

Even in his wolf form, his pupils were like saucers, a big goofy dog grin on his face as he lazily wagged his tail. At Finley's words, he just let out a lazy "oof", tail wagging faster before he licked him again.

Rubbing an arm over his face, Finley wiped the fresh slobber off. He squirmed under Zaddis, pulling his pants up again as the washer beeped.

“I need to rotate the clothes,” the neko muttered, patting the wolf head uncertainly.

How the hell did someone move a drugged out werewolf? Zaddis was nearly half his size in this form, and his weight, while amazing in a cuddle, was pinning Finley down.

Scooting back, the neko tried to escape his furry prison, his feet sliding under the wolf.

Pouting, Zaddis rolled over onto his back, showing his belly to Fin and wagging his tail as if to say "belly rubs first, then I'll move..."

“Gods… you’re nothing more than a big doggy, aren’t you?” Finley said, claws scratching at the wolf’s belly gently.

His hands moved over the wolf, feeling out the better spots on Zaddis’ belly. The neko knew enough to watch his guard’s legs to see if he was doing it right, even as his own legs slid out with an almost painful slowness.

As his hands drifted over Zaddis' belly, they brushed over his multiple nipples, causing his legs to go crazy, alternating sides like he was peddling a bike. This, combined with the deep means the wolf let out, let Finley know he was definitely enjoying it. Finally, he huffed and rolled off of him, laying on his side and looking up at him

The neko dumped his clothes into the dryer, feeling Zaddis’ eyes on him.

“I… I fucked a wolf… and a royal guard…”

He needed to get past this. It was done, and the way Zaddis was acting, Fin was the guard right now. Looking back at the wolf, the neko sighed, letting himself slide down against the dryer.

“I don’t know if we can do this again,” he said to the wolf. “I mean… it was… it was more you, right? You took me first.”

Getting up, Zaddis came up to him and sat, tilting his head and letting out a whine. It was clear that he was still together enough to understand that Fin was upset. He'd meant what he said before shifting. He'd never felt this way towards someone before... but in his lustful state... hed not stopped to consider if Finley felt the same way

“I;m not blaming you,” Finley said, looking at the wolf. “It felt good. I’m scared that I was taking advantage of you… or something. I don’t know, I’m supposed to be in a position of power, but I’ve honestly never felt more powerless in my life. I feel like every word is a coercion, like I’m forcing people to do things, but I don’t know how to stop.”

Sighing deeply, Zaddis shifted back, remaining knelt there before him.

"Finley... I made the first move... you didn't coerce me into anything... I wanted... still... want to be with you... damn the consequences..."

“But are you saying that because you like me after knowing me for barely two days? Or are you saying that because I’m the prince and you don’t want me to be angry?” Fin asked. “And… and I drugged you. I knew that was going to happen. You aren’t in your right mind… Gods, I fucked up bad…”

Sighing deeply, Zaddis shook his head.

“Let's just... get you back to your room and we can talk come morning... okay? It'll let you calm down and I'll have a clearer head..."

Standing a little wobbly, he walked over and scooped up his pants, putting them back on before checking out in the hall to ensure nobody was around still.

He didn’t see how five hours of sleeping was going to change anything, but the neko wasn’t going to complain about getting some sleep.

“Wait a minute… did you say we were mates?!”

How the fuck was he only just realizing it? Fuck… he knew the Mate Laws, but were they supposed to apply to royalty too? If Zaddis claimed him…

-The queen wouldn’t be able to stop them-

...he would be forced to take the wolf as a consort. What game was the werewolf playing here?

Shaking his head, Zaddis held his hands up defensively.

"Nonono, I just said that most wolves believe in fated mates! It's been described to me as an intense longing to be with someone is all..."

Shrugging rather sheepishly, he added, "I just... feel different when I'm around you okay? Nothing says you have to reciprocate..."

“I might have to ask Darius for a silver chain…” the neko muttered, tail flicking as he collected his still damp clothes. “Just because you got a taste… I’m not a wolf snack, got it?”

Frowning, Zaddis huffed and nodded, his face flushed.

"Yeah yeah, I hear you... you don't have to get a damn chain... I won’t make this mistake again..."

Throwing open the door, he led the prince back to his room, Zaddis scooping up his uniform and stepping back into the hall without a word.

The neko followed his guard back to the room, the silence stretching between them. It was just a chain. Fuck, his mother’s amulet was silver, and the wolf didn’t seem to be complaining about that. Besides, Fin was still a little scared of the werewolf. Someone had just been seduced, and he wasn’t sure who seduced who, but the prince couldn’t afford to take any chances. The moment he started sprouting wolf fur, he was almost certain he’d be done for. Who was to say the queen couldn’t just head to Sarelin to find another prince?