Blood, wine and tears.

Blood, wine and tears: pt 4.

Out at a hunting cabin on miles of private land so far off the beaten track that only one person knew how to get there. Heero had come for two nights to feed his blood lust.
Unlike the other ex pilots his needs were not so easy to pass off in human society. Three of them were emotional succubae, feeding off people’s emotions. Drinking blood was still considered a bad thing, but turning furry and baying at the moon would have him locked back up in a lab quicker than Duo can say cheeseburger. Thinking about his long haired braided friend while driving up the mountain side, reminded Heero he needed to go over to the flat Duo had claimed as his sanctuary.

Each of the friends had their own space away from the main house.

Trowa bunked with Catherine at the circus when he wanted time away from them all and he still loved to perform their knife throwing act when staying there.

Wufei retreated to the lovely little temple he had spent months restoring and adapting to his unusual needs. Duo was particularly proud of how they had surprised their little dragon with pure white heat conducting sands for his birthday.

Quatre was the only one who did not use his claimed sanctuary, one of the Winner guest houses in the city center; he was often too busy playing in the big house to leave.

Each of their sanctuaries had been checked out for security, Heero had insisted, each given loving approval except for Heero’s. He still was reluctant to let his friends see him out here.


Raising my nose to the scent carried on the wind flowing from the east, a small group of prey was just to my right. I adjusted my silent running feet. About a hundred yards I could now see them, browsing in the last light of dusk. Using the woods’ natural brush and cover I picked out my target, which of the deer would feed my blood lust and provide steaks later to be taken home.

Vivid blue eyes naturally picked out the strong stag standing watch over his herd. As a man I could understand how beautiful he looked shadows clinging to his sides like a cloak, his head adorned with a fine crown of antlers. The wolf just saw a harder kill when instinct told me there was easier prey at hand.

My selection had been made; power flowed through my muscles and propelled me forward.
First to break up the herd, young clinging to their mothers’ sides for protection as they dashed away. But I was not interested in them, no I keyed into just one doe, her hind quarter still scabbed from some hunter’s grazing near miss shot. With a lighting fast leap at my prey blood filled my mouth. Fangs cleanly ripped out the jugular and I twisted to miss thrashing hoofs in their last throes of life. A triumphant howl of thanks broke the silence in the woods.

Fur pulled back into smooth skin. Bones shifted about my body, changing shape and I barely gave it a second thought, the shift from wolf to man was seamless. Changing from four legs to two took many months of getting used to. For me it’s safe out here. This land I owned and the use of either of my forms, it’s here I could let the wolf out safely. My years of learning strict control meant I only needed to visit the cabin the two nights the moon is in my birth phase, when the half moon rode the sky.

The others were very quick in picking up I was more than the teen boy I showed them during the war, mainly by the lack of verbal language and use of body language instead. Still each month they offered companionship. Only the fear of how primal my wolf mindset was, kept me declining.

Picking up the doe’s body I slung it across my once again bare human shoulders starting back to the cabin and the job of dealing with it.

Light played across the porch reaching out fingers to touch my body like a ghost lover. The air was heavy with the scent of my own pheromones. This was the time I always regretted being alone, when the urge to mate could drive me wild, as it pressed down on my mind. Tonight was only my first moon, one more and I could spend the day driving to get back to the smiling faces that tormented me.

Once more my hand caressed my cock, it’s beginning to hurt from all the solo action it’s seen since I drank my fill of blood. Pictures of my friends tantalized and made my peak rush closer. Duo had the most wonderful hair when I could persuade him to let it down. Quatre still blushed each time I softly purred in his ear or lightly brushed my hand over his hip. Trowa and I usually slunk off to have kinky sex; he was so flexible it was a delight thinking of new positions for us to fuck in. Wufei, oh my noble proud dragon, how I missed his arms and inner heat. A half cried howl made some wood pigeons take flight, and then I licked my fingers clean, still hard despite having just orgasmed again for the uncounted time since I arrived.

Maybe it would not hurt to head back early, just this once. Hell if I got too much out of hand I could let them put me into the toy room’s cage. Rising up I went to grab a cold shower and picked up the small bag that I always brought with me. The deer steaks were already packed in a cooler in the car.

Parking my car I pulled out the cooler with the steaks and my bag. There were lights on in the house, before going in I gave the sky one more look. Taking a deep breath I walked in, kicking off my hiking boots in the hall. Voices came from the kitchen so I headed there needing to put the meat in the freezer anyway.

Standing in the doorway I leaned against the wood listening to those seated inside. Duo and Wufei were talking about last night’s hunt for the three succubae. On my usual silent feet I padded over to dispose of the meat in the cooler.

“You’re early.” Wufei seemed collected enough at my sudden change of routine.

Arms wrapped about my waist and I could feel Duo bouncing with joy as he hugged me from behind. “Hee-Chan, you’re back, cool, let’s play.”

My reply was a deep growl, suddenly I didn’t like having Duo on my back and I slammed an elbow back into his solar plexus, I heard him lose all the breath in his lungs. Then the weight of Duo was off me and on the table where Wufei had flung him.

We stared at each other, but it was our dragon who dropped his eyes first, hunching his shoulders in a submissive gesture that offhandedly I acknowledged with a nod of my head. Duo began to rise, having no idea what’s going on, and drunk on the powerful pheromones I was still releasing. His need to achieve pleasure and screw the only thing the normally brilliant man could think about.

“Stay down Duo.” Wufei warned him. Dark eyes pleaded the braided idiot to understand what was going on.

Duo looked confused but then lust had him rolling his hips in invite at me, his best slutty look on his beautiful heart shaped face. Light brown hair was still unbound and damp from the shower.

With a purr/growl I pad slowly forward to my prey laying back on the large table, swaying my hips with each step, a gleam in my eye that made Wufei swallow hard. Now they could see the real me, the wolf hiding in the human world. Raising my nose I sniffed, Duo was aroused under his bath robe and leaking pre-cum. His usual scent of sweet night blooming jasmine was stronger and calling to me. Wufei smelled like hot desert sand and amber, the dragon kin was also sending out pheromones, ones of desire.

So I was not the only one who did not get any action last night, odd. But my analytical brain was fast waning as the beast demanded attention. I leapt onto the hard wood table, a must with the amount of fucking that happened on it. Duo just wiggled under my crouched body, completely submissive now, unaware of the danger he was in moments before. Leaning down I licked from his head down to the carotid artery, nipping about his neck making him moan and squirm.

Again I licked this time at his lips a quick taste before entering the welcoming dark place, our tongues tangling, but it was mine that was dominant, mine that probed deeper, to taste the vanilla of Duo’s toothpaste. A deep growl and I rotated my hips above my prey, prey I was going to pound into the wood, make scream my name.

Fingers touched my arm softly and quickly pulled back, I looked around into black eyes, “Let me prep him for you.” Wufei offered. I slightly narrowed my eyes thinking he wanted to steal my prey, until the Chinese man opened up his neck to me. I growled and pounced, driving teeth in deep drawing blood. He moaned, hands running down my sides and on to Duo, who in turn moaned.

Stepping back I watched as Wufei shrugged off the loose cotton pants and t shirt, his naked erection capturing my attention, sending sharp pain into my groin. I was so hard it hurt. Coffee coloured fingers opened the tube of lube he had in his pocket, coating two fingers before circling Duo’s entrance, slowly pushing in. I growled impatient to be inside that tight heat.

“Hold on Heero just a little more and you can claim him.” Wufei understood about my animal needs, how normally I would not be so brutal in my lovemaking. Maybe this was not such a good idea after all. I was about to speak, telling them I was too dangerous to be about. To chain me up like a rabid dog.

Fingers on my face brought my attention to the man on the table writhing on the three fingers stretching him, Duo was begging for more, his hand pleasuring his weeping cock. Wufei and I kissed as his fingers changed places with my dick, head sliding into the hot body it’s been pleading for. I wanted to gently take him but nature demanded otherwise. A hard thrust and I was fully within the glory that was Duo.

Again I felt hands run down my sides this time Duo; he was past words, asking me to move. My rhythm was fast and hard the climax not far off. Both Duo and I cried out as one, his seed being swallowed by Wufei as mine flooded the hot tightly gripping channel I was buried in.


Vamp: there we go Heero turns up.
Heero: about time.
Vamp glares.