Chapter 52 – Making Promises (R-18)

  “Strange things happen to people all the time and only those that have been around long enough can see the patterns over the centuries.” - Jay

  Kurt sighed contentedly. There was just something about piling up under the covers with the girls to watch a movie he had seen before. He wasn’t sure if it was the smells of soap, the warmth under the bnket or maybe just the feeling of being clean.

  Their shower had been a repeat of the previous group one. The only difference was the order that they cleaned each other. Kurt was scrubbed by Kristi who was in turn washed by Val, and he brought it all full circle as he washed his girlfriend. He would like to say they kept it professional, but Val was feeling pyful and pushed the boundaries on multiple occasions.

  He had told her to knock it off when he heard a squeak from Kristi and turned to see Val getting more than a little handsy with her rather lovely butt. Unfortunately, he didn’t think the spank he delivered sent the right message after she turned to him, biting her lip and maying very suggestive eyes at him. She did thankfully keep it under control when they were under the bnket, only resorting to some light petting.

  It was te when the movie ended, and they walked upstairs. They chatted along the way, specuting about how a monster like Godzil ended up in ying eggs when it was the only one. Turns out there was a precedent of that happening with some species on the other worlds out there. Kristi parted from them after saying the resembnce to a dragon ended at the face and spines. She wished them a good night with a little smile and closing her door.

  Kurt decided to go get a bottle of water before he went to bed, but briefly felt the scratch of fingernails before a hand grabbed the back of his waistband. Val pulled him into the bedroom and shut the door quickly behind him.

  “Val, these showers are really getting to…”

  Val shoved him on to the bed and climbed atop him, sitting on his stomach and staring down at him. “We need to talk.” Her ears were pointed straight up and twitched slightly, what he had come to understand was her focusing intently on one thing. In this case that one thing was him.

  “Ok. Val what’s going on? Was it’s the shower thing?”

  “No not the shower thing.”

  “My parents! Did something happen between you?”

  Val rolled her eyes and just as Kurt was about to speak, she stuck her pointer finger in his mouth. “If you shut up for more than half a second, I will tell you.” She said very sweetly as she pushed down on his tongue. “Can you do that for me?”

  Kurt nodded and she continued. “You love me, right?” He nodded. “You can answer questions with words you know.”

  “Yes, Val. I love you.” He said with all the sincerity he could muster.

  “And you promise to always be honest with me?”

  “Of course I do.” He was beginning to worry about where this conversation was going.

  She y down next to him, propping her head up with her hand as she turned and looked at him. “Can you tell me how you feel about Kristi? Please just be honest, I promise I am going somewhere with this.”

  “I like her.” Kurt began but Val squinted her eyes at him, so he decided to eborate. “Val, I really do like her. She is part of us now, like she belongs to our home. I think if she wasn’t here, it would feel…cking, like something is missing.”

  Val decided to try the tactic Beth had used on Kristi. “How does she make you feel?”

  That one made him think. Kurt took a few moments to consider the question, to properly consider it. “She makes me feel confident. Not in the way you make me feel confident, with you its more I am sure I am doing the right thing. With Kristi, it feels like I CAN do the right thing, like she will be there to back me up and bring the muscle to do it.” He then looked to her. “No offense.”

  “None taken, she is the heavy hitter between the two of us.” Val said, seeming to be fine with his expnation. “But go on. How else does she make you feel?”

  “She makes me feel protective. It’s the same as you. I worry and I want to make sure the bad things don’t happen. For you it’s physical pain, I know you have quite the reaction to it. But for her, the pain is more in her self-image. I want her to know she is valued, that she is wanted and…” He looked at her and grabbed her hand. “That she is loved, by us.”

  Tears started to from in the corners of Val’s eyes when he said that. She worked hard to suppress them and took a deep, calming breath. “Do you love her?”

  A long moment passed as Kurt thought and tried to search his feelings while looking up at the ceiling. “Not like I love you. At least I don’t think I do right now.” Kurt admitted. “I feel like we are walking a path that it might happen. But Val, I…” He was cut off.

  Val reached out and turned him to face her. “I want you to promise me something. Can you do that?”

  “I will do everything I can possibly do.” Kurt said.

  Taking a deep breath once more, Val committed. “At some point, I don’t know when, she is going to approach you. She is going to talk to you about this, about how she feels. What I want you to promise me is that you listen to her. I want you to promise me that you don’t reject her, that you accept her and love her to the best of your ability.”

  “Are you sure?” He was feeling a lot of conflicting emotions at that moment. His loyalty to Val was absolute but she was asking him to make this promise. He was also struggling a little with his own morals and concepts surrounding fidelity in a romantic retionship.

  “Yes.” Val gasped. She took a steadying breath to calm her nerves. “We talked about it. I am more than willing to accept her into our retionship. But I told her that I would talk to you.” She wiped a tear and sniffed. She wasn’t sad but the conversation was very emotionally charged. “I know you can love her like you love me. And you know what? She deserves it. Kurt, we all deserve it.”

  He wiped another tear off her cheek, resting his hand on the side of her face. Kurt stared as she continued to talk. “I know you are attracted to her, hell, I think I am.” She let out a nervous ugh. “But since the raid, I just want us all together. I am tired of drawing these silly little lines when we all know what we want but haven’t had the courage to say it.”

  Kurt could feel himself getting pulled into her emotions and his own voice grew a little thick with them. “Val, I promise that I won’t reject her. I swear I will make sure she knows how much she means to both of us.”

  Val smiled and sniffled. He held his arms open, and she wiggled into them, pressing herself against him as he hugged her. He rolled onto his back and pulled her atop him, acting as a literal body pillow. They stayed like that for a few moments before something changed.

  The soft pets and strokes that Val was making along his neck and face became firmer and more urgent. She squirmed, wriggling up him until they were face to face and she kissed him soundly on the lips. What started as a heart to heart with a cuddle, quickly morphed into a more primal need and desire.

  Kurt pressed back against her, running his hands along her back and pulling her into him while his tongue invaded her mouth. She whined and squirmed, spreading her legs and shifting to straddle him as they kissed. She then sat up and pulled her shirt up over her head, exposing her pert breasts and already hard nipples.

  His hands were on their way to those enticing mounds when she suddenly jumped off him and reached for his shirt. Kurt sat up and she yanked his own shirt up and over his head. She then stepped back and skinned out of her pajama pants before grabbing his and yanking them off. Now that they were both nude, she climbed back into his p, and they fell back to their original position.

  They kissed a moment longer while running their hands up and down each other’s bodies until Kurt rolled them over, so he was on top. She made a slight ‘eep’ that turned into a moan as he kissed up the side of her neck. He then tried something he hadn’t thought of before. He skipped up past her jaw and gently bit at the edge of her fluffy fox ear.

  Kurt would never know what drove him to do it, be it sexual exploration and curiosity or perhaps his wolf had taken over a little. Either way, Val groaned loudly and bucked her hips under him. “Oooooohhhhh, Fuuuuuuuk. T-that’s gooooood.” She groaned as his nibble continued.

  After a few moments he worked back down and she attacked his lips with her own, now kissing and nipping at his neck. Kurt ran a hand up her sides and cupped a breast while flicking over a nipple with his thumb. Once more Val moaned into his neck and he repositioned. He slid farther down and wrapped his lips around her hardened nipple. She grabbed his hair with both hands and pressed him harder to her chest.

  He scraped it lightly with his teeth before swirling his tongue around it. His other hand softly stimuted her other breast until he switched to give that one some attention. He then slid his free hand down her stomach and pced his middle and index fingers over her already damp slit.

  Slowly pressing his fingers in, Kurt began rubbing at her outer lips, gently stimuting her while he licked and sucked at her nipples. Her hand came down and joined his, gripping the fingers and moving them how she liked. Kurt kept the pattern up, following the pressure and rhythm she had set.

  He once more kissed his way back up and nipped at her neck briefly before headed for her ear again. “Oh, Kurt, no it’s toooo…. Ugh god, don’t stop.” She had begun to protest until his front teeth rolled over the outer ridge of her ear.

  One of her hands reached down and began stroking him, slowly and softly she pleasured him. Suddenly Kurt felt a little spasm under his fingers and her hips bucked slightly. His fingers became coated in much more of her fluids and he decided she was ready, sliding a finger into her slick pussy.

  “Ohhh, harder.” Val moaned and he slipped a second finger in, curling both up while his palm pressed against her mound. “Fuck, yeeeeee.” She squealed when he found that certain spot with his fingertips, timing a harder bite on her ear as he ran his fingers over the slightly rougher patch of skin.

  “Do you like it when I bite you?” Kurt asked. He normally wasn’t one for talking in the bedroom but thought he might give it a try.

  “Oh, yes.” She answered.

  “Do you want me to mark you? Show everyone how much I love you?” He asked as he worked back down to her neck and shoulder. When his teeth grazed the skin there, she convulsed again, hips bucking into his palm.

  Her hand quit stroking him and she grabbed his face with both hands and forced him to look at her. “Inside, now.”

  It was easy enough for Kurt to slip his fingers back out and trade pces with his cock. He pushed in slow, groaning slightly from the wet heat of Val’s pussy. She threw her head back and grabbed at the bnkets, balling them in her fists while he pressed in. When he finally hilted, she hooked her legs around his hips and held him there as she squirmed and ground against him.

  When Val rexed her legs, he began to slowly thrust. He tried to bottom out with every stroke, making sure to use the full length of his shaft with every push and pull. It wasn’t more than a handful of thrusts before Val suddenly pulled him into a kiss.

  “Mwha, roll me over?” she asked with a smile. There was a look in her eye that made Kurt think this meant something to her.

  “Yeah, let’s go.” He slid out of her and narrowly dodged her foot as she neatly flipped into a face down position with her ass pointed directly at him. Her wagging tail made a tantalizing hand hold, but he resisted the thought and grabbed her hips instead, pulling her to him.

  She squeaked at the sudden and rough treatment but was still hoping to finally scratch that itch her vixen was telling her about. When the head of Kurt’s cock pressed at her entrance, she knew that the instinct was the right one to follow.

  Kurt was slowly entering again, not having tried this position with Val before, he didn’t know what to expect. What he for sure was not predicting was for her to sm her hips back as soon as the head of his dick made it past her outer lips.

  “Oof.” Kurt groaned as he was suddenly squeezed by the walls of Val’s pussy. He stayed hilted for a moment and felt a fluttering sensation followed by the feeling of liquid running down his balls. “Did you just cum?”

  “Mfm, a little.” Val said as she turned her head from being buried in the pillow. “Come on and fuck me already.” She said and bounced her hips off his.

  More than happy to oblige, Kurt grabbed two handfuls of hips and began to build his momentum, thrusting faster and faster till he had built up a ball spping tempo. He noticed that while Val had started with her face and chest pressed into the mattress, she was shifting, arching her back as she raised her head.

  Kurt ran one hand up her back, stopping briefly to pinch at her tail but the sound she made didn’t sound like she enjoyed it. Instead, that hand continued up as he curled over her with his own body until he had wrapped both hands around to cup her breasts. Thrusting at a now slight downward angle, he could feel how her entrance was putting pressure on the bottom of his cock and greatly enjoyed the new stimution.

  With a little grunt of effort, Kurt lifted, pulling Val upright. She continued to arch her back and brought her arms up, over his shoulders to grasp at the back of his neck. “Almost. Mhm, don’t stop.” She said as he thrust away.

  She turned her head, and they shared an awkward kiss in the weird position. She quickly went back to resting the back of her head against his neck and chest. That little action put something Kurt very much enjoyed pying with right at mouth level.

  With his tongue, Kurt reached out and pulled Val’s ear into his mouth where he bit down firmly while starting to pound into her harder. The scream of pleasure that she had been building to from the bite suddenly went silent and all he heard was a heavy breathing that huffed out with every thrust.

  Suddenly, with a gasping breath, she began to hunch, her abs tightening and her hips bucking forward. Or at least they would have if Kurt didn’t have one arm wrapped around them while he thrust into her. She could barely say a word and he eventually let her fall forward, lowering her to the bed.

  Kurt knew she was just riding it out at his point and flexed his cock, making it as hard as possible and building to his orgasm a little quicker. Val was doing her best to stay upright, moaning into the pillow as he smmed into her time and time again.

  Finally, with a final hard thrust, Kurt bottomed out and started to cum inside her. His final thrust had pushed her forward enough that she ended up completely prone while he slowly pumped into her from above. His nguid thrusting now in a more vertical angle as she tried to keep her hips angled back.

  After finishing, He was about to pull out but felt hands on the sides of his butt. “No, just like this. Lay on me.” Val mumbled from the pillow.

  With very slow, deliberate movements, Kurt id atop her, his still mostly hard cock inside her while his seed began to slowly spill out. He ran his fingers through her hair, combing it out of her face and saw the blissed-out look she had. He gave her a kiss on the cheek.

  “Mmm. I love you.” He said and id his head down as best he could.

  “I love you too.”

  They stayed together for a while longer before Val had enough skin contact and they went to the bathrooms. Kurt went to the guest bath, stopping to grab water on his way back. Neither of them bothered putting on clothes. He figured that even if Kristi was out and about, she had already seen them naked.

  When he returned, Kurt took up his normal position of big spoon and Val squirmed her way back into him. They shared a few more kisses and words of love before drifting off to sleep.

  *****

  Sleeping for was an interesting experience for Kurt. While he didn’t normally have dreams as most would bel them, he typically could recall them. He also never had any sort of lucid dream; he was always a passenger in them and not actually making a conscious effort to effect anything.

  So, when he found himself standing in a forest at twilight and then realized that he was aware of being in a forest, his metaphorical hackles rose. No, his actual hackles rose. He suddenly became aware that he was in his werewolf form which impressed upon him the scale of the trees around him.

  Now that he knew he was in his wolf body, Kurt’s world sharpened, becoming more vibrant and fuller with the nuance that he often missed in his other body. There were so many little things that he could pick up and focus on. He could smell the scents on the currents of air, hear the faint movement around him and, as he turned to the source of these scents and sounds, see the wolf.

  Kurt was rge, towering over other werewolves, but this one was even greater in height and shear bulk. Instead of being bipedal like Kurt or other werewolves this one was just a massive, regur wolf. It looked down on him from a distance, its amber eyes seeming to glow against its brown fur. The wolf stared at him, its head shifting slightly as it looked him over.

  His reaction wasn’t to fight or even to run. For some reason Kurt’s instinct told him to remain still and let himself be… “inspect/analyze/judge”. The words were a barrage of meaning on his mind that he tried to make sense of. The other wolf began to prowl around him, never closing in, never looking away as it circled.

  When it came back to its original spot, completing its slow orbit, it spoke. Well, spoke isn’t the right description. It did convey meaning, more mental voice than anything. Its voice was a discordant mess of voices, emotions and instinct.

  “Well met my child/legacy/heretic.” Its mental voice wasn’t the deep rumble that Kurt expected, instead it was like a hoarse whisper carried on the wind. The voice sounded strange, as if it was excited, sad and angry all at once.

  “Who are you?” Kurt responded while trying to suppress the surprise of how easy it was for him to talk in his wolf form. Normally he had to focus hard to make his mouth the right shape to speak.

  The wolf stared at him for a moment before answering. “I am/was your tormentor/progenitor/ father.” The words were discordant this time, he was barely able to pick out any meaning from the overpping description, but the wolf continued. “I am/was called Failure/Origin/Cursed/Blessed/Avatar/Icon.”

  Kurt stared at him, trying to think of a response but the only one he could form was another question. “Why am I here?” It felt right but also like a stupid question.

  “Because you carry/own/bear the mark/fragments/genetics that were sealed/murdered/deleted from our kin/species/blood.”

  “What am I?” Kurt asked. He had long had questions about how he was a werewolf when his elven heritage should have prevented that.

  “Mistake/experiment/success.”

  His head was starting to hurt but he pressed onward. “How do you still live? How did you get here?” He had to know; his wolf was yearning to know.

  The other wolf lowered its head and was suddenly only inches from him. Kurt could feel the hot breath on his snout as the wolf responded. “I am not.” It was the first definite and clear thing it had said but was instantly made more confusing by the follow-up. “But you ‘are’.” It huffed.

  “What does that mean?”

  “My body is dead/banished/suppressed, but I am bound/persist/lurk in blood of children/progeny/responsibility. You are alpha/patriarch/apex now. You seek the burden/joy/safety of a pack with the mutants/kindred/hybrids. You hunt the betrayers/enemy/fallen. Thus, I grant you my/the true gift/regret/blessing.”

  Before Kurt could even think about doing anything, the wolf lunged and sank its fangs into Kurt’s shoulder. He tried to scream in pain, but didn’t make any noise, since his body didn’t seem to actually respond. The wolf released him a moment ter and backed away slightly, leaving a bite mark that didn’t bleed.

  “Go, now. Arise and awaken my/our only future/king/hope. You now bear/carry the title/weight/divinity of Lupus Rex, do not disappoint/fail/die.” The wolf seemed to dissolve, turning to motes of amber light that hung above Kurt.

  He wanted to watch as the motes slowly drifted down and nded upon the bite mark, but Kurt was suddenly overwhelmed by a rush of heat that began at the punctures. Suddenly the cloud of amber motes turned into a whirlpool that converged on the bite before spreading through his body, moving like a wildfire over his fur.

  Just as the heat and glow subsided, he was yanked from his dream by sudden shouting over the sound of wood splintering. A scream of anguish turned into a deep, bass howl, and he opened his real eyes to absolute chaos.

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