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The brute had not thought about his sexuality much, and he had never felt like he needed to put a label to it before. But now, he was not sure. After what had happened with NeMO he was not sure what he was attracted to anymore. He had been with females before, had even fallen in love once, but that had not worked out when his lover had been killed in a war. He told himself that he would not give his heart and soul to another being like that again, that he would give his loyalty to no one and instead live a life of solitude. If anything he would pledge himself to a pack, but never a mate, not again. Ghost still felt pained when he thought of her and how she had been cruelly taken away from him. They had been so young and naïve about the world, thinking what they had was pure happiness and that nothing could shatter that. They were both very wrong. And the brute did not need to ever feel that pain again.
But now he was not sure what was going on with himself. He had never been attracted to a male before like he was to NeMO. And there was no other way to describe his feelings but lust and longing, and even though he had only felt that for females in the past, he could not lie and pretend that it was something else, that it was just a friendship or something foolish like that. But would he give his heart and soul to this other creature? Had he already done so after spending one afternoon together? Ghost didn’t know, and he was afraid to figure that out, so like he often did, he ignored the feelings and emotions and just let what was to happen, happen. The brute found himself being awoken from a sleep when he felt a quick stab of pain in his neck. Normally he would leap to his paws, a snarl instantly appearing on his features, anger in his orbs at whatever being was disturbing him, but he did not this time. Somehow, just the scent of the other varg was enough to keep him calm and silent and still. Ghost had not thought it would have been possible to ignore his instincts like that, but he had different instincts around the other snow colored male, ones he still was not sure what to think about.
So Ghost remained still and silent, as if he was still sleeping, while the other beast continued about his actions. One dagger was all that it took to cause the blood that had stopped flowing to slowly trickle back to the surface, the crimson color a sharp contrast the ivory male’s pelt. He was not surprised when he felt NeMO’s tongue, lapping at the tiny wound as if he needed it to leave. And for all Ghost knew, maybe he did. After a few still moments between the two, Ghost still feigning sleep, the other being drew close once more. His tongue expertly began making its way around his muzzle, trying to get back in to a lover’s kiss as the two had been locked in before. But Ghost would not give in so easily, he made NeMO work for it, show that he truly wanted him. After he could no longer stand the teasing feelings at his kissers, he snaked his own tongue out between his daggers, licking at the other beast.
The two male’s fought for dominance for a moment, Ghost trying to get his way in while NeMO did the same. Finally the male decided to let the other one, opening his muzzle just enough to make it known what he wanted. After a few moments he felt NeMO’s fangs close around his own, entrapping his lower jaw in the other titan’s powerful grasp. He knew that if he was in another situation with another being that this could be a dangerous and vulnerable positon. It would not take much force for the brute to snap Ghost’s muzzle and break bone. But he trusted the vampire, why he still was not sure. But he knew that the demon would not hurt him, at least in ways he would not like. He felt more than heard NeMO’s dominating growl, and in response Ghost brought his own daggers down on top of the other one’s muzzle. He put pressure down, but not enough to actually be painful or cause harm.
Ghost felt NeMO trying to pull back, and for a moment he just held on tighter before he relaxed his muscles. But the other varg still could not keep himself off of Ghost, licking at his ear before tugging on. He let out a soft growl at the tug of pain, but not one that mean any actual anger or annoyance. He was not sure where this submissive part of him came from that showed whenever he was with the other white male, but he just went with whatever the other one desired, wanting to please him. Finally NeMO let go with a laugh, and Ghost turned his crimson orbs to the other male quizzically. “Never thought you’d be a vampire’s property…Your blood—your body… is mine. Anything you want is now yours. I will do anything for you. So long as you do not betray me, I will give you the world. My power is at your fingertips, Ghost.” Husky sleep-filled vocals reached his ears as he listened to what the other male said. Maybe NeMO was feeling the same longings that Ghost was, besides their obvious sexual attraction to each other. “All you have to do is let me feed on you. Tell me what you wish for most… DESPERATELY.”
The brute remained silent for a moment, nut sure how to answer the question. He did not know how honest he wanted to be with another being, he had not trusted anyone since losing his mate. And offering his body and his soul were two different things. His body already belonged to NeMO, and there was no taking that back, nor did he want to. But he had not yet told his secrets and desires and feelings. His whole life he had been rejected, he had never been enough for his family to truly belong with them or the pack. He had always been an outcast, and always would be it seemed. No matter what he tried to do to be accepted, in the end he was always turned down and left on his own again. Finally soft vocals left his throat, ”I suppose I want to finally be accepted. Growing up a bastard has always left me the outcast.” He was afraid his words would offend NeMO, but he had said them and there was no taking them back now.
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**Ghost**Brute**Seduced by NeMO**Fatherless**Andere Seite **Adult**Bastard Brother to Summer, Grey Wind, Lady, Nymeria, Rickon**Violet
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