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Lost in the Labyrinth

WerewolfGhost/WolfshifterSoap | NSFW

Soap loves his job, was bartender a job he wanted when he was a child no he wanted to be a fire fighter, solider, a man in uniform. His parents told him to try college were he stared jobbing as a bartender. Now he’s working in one of the biggest clubs in town. He has an slightly terrifying boss and a chill one, a great friend group and meets interesting new people all the time. Now he as an degree he wont use for now, maybe when he don’t want to work nights anymore. He is doing inventory, before they open in an hour, making sure all bars are fully stocked. As so often his minds wanders while doing boring tasks and he comes back to the mysterious werewolf that came in last month. He does flirt with patrons, for a better tip, but he rarely is actually interested in them, also he would not pick up somebody at another place of work.

"Food for thought", somebody is saying behind him and his boss Yuri is leaning against the bar. Great from all people its the witch, that always makes him uneasy. He’s friendly and a good boss, but he can smell how powerful he his, saw how Yuri can even kick out very powerful creatures if its needed. He also don’t really like when the staff is fucking guests, what is kind of ironic for a club where creatures and humans can fuck each other.

"A guest cached my eye, never saw him here before. He’s a werewolf but only came ones." Soap explains getting a smile from the witch.

"You don’t get a long with weres." Yuri points out, this unusual development.

"Most of them are eejits." Soap simply states his point of view. Getting a raised eyebrow from Yuri and a amused smile.

"Its the full moon, Soap, makes them stupid horny and very popular by humans. and your ex left you for one." Soap flips him off that was a low blow.

"That was uncalled for", Soap complains, counting the bottles of vodka.

"Just pointing out your biased." Yuri counters.

"Like you with dragons?" Soap knows he’s also going low here, but Yuri started it.

"Touché. Any problems in VIP?", Yuri asks for what he originally wanted to talk with Soap about.

"No, Price and Zakhaev are also not fighting directly anymore, since, Sofie, Mace and Shelby, became friends, they are civil with each other. Or as civil two creatures that cant stand each other can be at least." Soap reports his observation over the last two weeks, it also helps that Victor Zakhaev is busy at work and not here that often at the moment. Yuri nods at this, he had a talk with both of them and was very clear he will absolutely ban them if they cant stop fighting each other. Even showed of a bit to make clear its not an empty threat.

"Good to hear, anything else you picked up on?" Soap thinks about it, knowing the concerns on the main bar, but his best friend Gaz is a lot better informed on it.

"Gaz, says that a shady slime bag is hanging out at the main bar, getting close to woman and stuff. Should talk with Gaz about it, I’m in VIP till next week. So haven’t seen the human yet." Soap shares what he knows.

"You sure he’s just human?", Yuri ask instead, some are good as disguising there true nature.

"Has a bracelet and Gaz did this witch think you use to identify creatures, like if its not an eldritch horror or something very powerful, its a human." Soap explains what Gaz told him.

"Its just magic detection, every creature has a unique magic to them." Yuri explains and he knows that Gaz is really good at it. He will talk to the younger witch.

"No name to make it sound more mysterious?", Soap complains about it sounding so simple, getting a laugh from Yuri.

"Arcane sight, is the official term. if that’s mysterious enough." Soap makes a displeased whine at it, what a lame name. Yuri shrugs at this, it was named long before he was born and if it had a cooler name, ones its long lost to time.

"Finish up we open in 30." Yuri tells him before disappearing through the staff only door.

The music is blasting and Soap smelled one horny ogre to much for the night. When Price is approaching the bar having that look on his face. The minotaur has a new person of interest.

"I know that look, you found a somebody that cached your eye." Soap greats him, grinning knowingly.

"Yellow, so why bother?", Price shuts Soaps shenanigans down. Boring of him, why not having a good bet?

"So get to know the human and then still be the first to stick it in", Soap counters, knowing that Minotaur’s love being the first to fuck a human.

"Not my style Soap." Price dismisses him. Its true Price don’t really care if they had an other Minotaur before, still always smelling extra strong when he gets to be the first. He’s sure he can lure Price into a bet. A big grin forming in his face, while he filly a glass with Price favorite Whiskey.

"I bet if you holt it back for a while and then fuck the human first, it will be way better then do what 5 to 8 in a single night." Soap shares his bet. Knowing that Price on rare occasion fucks only one human. Price smells so aroused from just looking at the human. Got he sometimes wishes to not be able to smell that much.

"Not my fault you cant to it more then ones a night." Price tries to sound as uninterested as possible in Soaps bet. Soap is narrowing his eyes, before he nods to himself. Price knows he’s right, so maybe if he chances it up a bit? The werewolf creeps back up in his mind, well here goes nothing.

"How about I get the mysterious Werewolf before the human is changing from yellow to green." Soap proposes his next bet, knowing that Price cant stay away from a good bet for so long. His grin getting better when he sees that Price is thinking about it. Got you old man Soap thinks triumphed.

"Can I try to influence the human to change the color or do i have to wait till he does it on his own?" Price is considering to agree depending on what terms Soap proposes.

"You can talk with him, but he has to change the bracelet by his own free will" With that Price is holding out his hand, they have a deal. Soap really set himself up for failure here. The chances are high the werewolf was here on a business trip or something like that.

"What does the winner get from the loser?", Price asks and Sopa nods at this mischievous smile on his face.

"Needs to pay for a stay in one of the deluxe private rooms for the other", Soap says knowing that his bank account will cry about this. But for the small chance he wins, well he will have a nice day of work then.

Ghost is irritated, that the person he always spend full moon with moved away after marriage really sucks. He tried the Minos but he hated the music and the only one he was interested in was a staff member. His wolf site raises at this, haven chosen the witch or shifter. Hating being this picky for a one night stand and that Anna moved away. Riley’s have standards, Simon his father told him when his first crush was the quite, chubby girl in his class. Next full moon he has to find somebody, because having nobody to knot at full moon, makes his skin crawl and keeps him up at night. He envies everyone that can just knot a toy, it barely helps him on a good month. A true Alpha, it was the only time he remembers his piece of shit of father being proud of him. Being a true Alpha set his life way into stone. A natural leader, good paying job, success, sex partners left, right and center. But he's so picky with his partners remembering his mother smiling at him. A true Alpha should value their mates as if they are the perfect one, Simon. Don't settle for anything less. Now he knows she talked about her own marriage. In the end all his relationships failed, because of this perfect mate bullshit, he's so angry at this unknown person allegedly being out there just for him. This person is making something that should be simple as knotting a toy fucking useless most of the time. Anna was perfect, both of them being true Alphas helping each other out till she meet bloody fucking Ryan in Jamaica. Her true mate, he should be happy for her, but he's not. Because who ever is his true mate lives likely in the other end of the fucking planet. He groans in his pillow, already having the need to scratch his skin off, even worse he has a meeting so he has to wear clothes that will feel like sand paper against his skin. He honestly wants to call in sick, but it's to important to do so.

"I will never forgive you Ryan", he complains into his pillow. He also will punch his true mate if he ever finds them. He gets out of bed, the sheets becoming to uncomfortable, making the crawling worse. He will have an miserable day, likely week and over next moths it will become worse. He resists the urge to scratch his skin and tries to find the best cloths for a professional work meeting that he don’t want to tear off in 5 minutes. Honestly an impossible task, but well it is what it is. If it gets to bad he can call Alejandro for another tattoo to get his feeling under control. It's his emergency solution, most of his torso and legs covered in ink.

💀: I want to rip my skin of so bad 🦂: no luck? 💀: only one interesting was working Alejandro 🦂: that suck, hang in there I try to block out evenings for you 💀 I hate Ryan, stupid fucker 🦂: it's not Ryan's fault you have shitty standards. 💀: no its Ryans fault for going on vacation the same time as Anna 🦂: you will find your mate, Simon

Ghost huffs at this, getting irritated by the fabric against his skin. This meeting will go south very fast, if anyone annoys him, he text Kate Laswell.

💀: no luck, at Minos, I already want to get out of my skin 💻: thanks for the heads up, I found some lotion that maybe helps 💀: they never help Kate 💻: well the pharmacist if like the expert, so at least try it 💀: fine, also thanks for your efforts 💻: you're welcome

He started at Kate Laswell law firm as an intern while still in law school. Got hired after he passed his exam and is now partner at the best law firm in the city Laswell & Shepard Law. How these two families worked long enough together to build an household name law firm is a mystery to him. Kate and Herschel barely stand each other, only agreeing on things that regard the firm. He eats breakfast, but it feels like what swallowing glass shards must feel like. Its was never so bad after one full moon. Great, absolutely great, its probably because he and Anna were a thing for 2 years.

He enters his office and Shelby Miller is already waiting for him of all paralegal he could get why her.

"Good morning Mister Riley." She greats him.

"Morning Miss Miller." He greats back an instantly the woman is changing her whole body language. Her warm smile morphing in a emotionless face of professionalism. She knows he had a horrible weekend and it won't get better.

"I have the rulings you wanted me to look up. You have 4 e-mails regarding the Airport case, one filling from court to look over and I sent out the motion for the Summers case first think in the morning." She informs him and he got 4 mails for the airport case already? Its Monday morning, bloody hell.

"No luck at Minos, Sir?" She asks, she recommended the club to him and feels bad it didn't help him.

"Only one person that cached my eye" He sees her curiosity about who he's talking about, but is polite enough to not ask.

"The bartender with the Mohawk." He gives the information by choice. He will regret this, he knows it. Shelby recommended Minos labyrinth to him, for fuck sake, but she’s no gossip spreader.

"Soap? Very different from your usual choice." Not female is what she really means. He hears the surprise in her voice and her professional mask is slipping for a moment.

"What the fuck of a name is Soap?" Ghost deflects from the real point of her comment. Shelby keeps up her poker face, but he know she’s is giggling on the inside. They worked together for long enough.

"His name is John, but he had an soap incident when studying chemistry and he embraces the nickname ever since." She explains shrugging, she's biting her lip a clear sign she don't want to say to much.

"Something about Soap I should know?", he asks her, cringing he didn’t say John. He cant be interested in somebody with such a stupid nickname. He opens up his e-mails to read them before he’s in a meeting for 3 hours minimum.

"He’s a wolf shifter." He looks up from his screen at her. No wonder his wolf is interested in him. Werewolves don't really make a difference between were or shifter, wolf is wolf.

"Ah" he acknowledges the information. He hears the woman walk out his office having other things to do. He groans, knowing his client a stewardess will have to spent unnecessary money on him answering this 4 mails that could have been one well thought out one. He knows the other client is a dick, but sadly he’s a rich dick.

Soap and Gaz are eating lunch together enjoying the real first warm day of the year.

"Why did you proposed this bet Soap?", Gaz asks him shaking his head. For all they know this werewolf will never walk into their workplace ever again.

"Dunno, knew it would get Price to agree." Soap simply states, getting a annoyed groan from the witch. Maybe he has a bit of a gamble problem.

"You don’t even like werewolf’s, Soap", Gaz reminds him for the 30th time since he told his best friend about the bet.

"I know, he’s just my type." Soap explains getting a raised eyebrow in return. Gaz finishing his bite before he can speak again.

"So, he’s like buff, big and brooding, likely straight? Soap, that’s hardly enough, to make such a stupid bet." Soap stabs his noddle’s in frustration.

"How are your studies going?", Sopa changes the topic, because he’s done getting berated for his dumb choices, again. Gaz rolls his eyes at him.

"Don’t know the instructions in the book don’t make sense. Its just not how I do magic." Gaz explains frustrated. He’s years behind with his witchcraft because the books just don’t make scenes to him.

"You can talk with Yuri about it." Soap suggest not for the first time and he has the feeling for the first time Gaz is really considering it. They know that Yuri is old and powerful, but that don’t means he can teach good.

"I always feel like a bother when I ask him about arcane studies. He looks at the books like they insulted his mother and grandmother." Gaz explains his hesitation. Soap nods along at this.

"So what is the problem with the instructions in the book?" Gaz has a variety of explanations for that, but they never feel good enough.

"Its so, stiff? I don’t know Soap I try to find the right words for like 150 years by now. They just feel wrong, hindering, to strict, suffocating, to complicated, to complex. Magic should fell easy an natural coming to you. I will never pass the exam for unsupervised magic." Gaz recounts defeated, having to accept this.

"How does it feel like when you do use the spells you know?" Soap wants to kick himself for never asking that before. Gaz is chewing his food, extra long to find the right words and in terms Soap is familiar with.

"Uh, its like painting in some way? Like vibrant and colorful as if you brush the magic? That sounds dumb, but that’s the best I can explain." Soap thinks about it, it makes sense if magic feels so simple to Gaz following 15 instructions is hindering.

"You ever tried to just take the steps in a spell that fell natural to you?" Soap ask getting a glare as answer.

"The teacher tell me I’m doing it 'wrong' and to follow the instructions." Gaz explains annoyed, he don’t need 15 steps, he just needs 3 to cast a spell for fuck sake.

"You should talk with Yuri, he probably knows some old ways to teach magic and also don’t use 15 steps to cast a spell. No wonder he feels like the books insulted his mother and grandmother. Fuck the regulation office, there are more ways to do magic then what they say is the correct way." Soap is now angry on Gaz behalf. Most witches will drop the 15 steps with experience anyway. Can’t be that that’s the reason Gaz has no license to cast spells unsupervised after 45 tries.

"They have a new exam observer, maybe 46 try is the charm." Gaz agrees, if not he will finally talk with Yuri about it. This is getting embarrassing, because how can he fail year after year when others nearly burn down the building and make it the next year, but he can’t?

"Arrent there like loopholes around the license?", Soap wonders out loud and Gaz looks at him in pure horror for even suggesting that.

"They can seal your magic away if you don’t have one" Soap frowns at this being very sure there must be a loophole. He will find it because 45 tries of failing miserably because of how things are taught is ridiculous and clearly shows failing in the teaching technique.

To Ghost big surprise the lotion is helping. Kate is giving him a told you so smile. Stupid witch, with her stupid magical knowledge. He’s still grateful for it.

"Where did you even found this?", He asks her, they just ended the meeting 40 minutes ago.

"Oh, the pharmacist studied in Europe and specialized in old knowledge regarding creature health. She only treats creatures, my wife learned about her when picking up some cold medicine. I can write down where it is and who to ask for. It of course is just treating the symptoms and is not a long-time solution, but it’s better than nothing till you find a replacement for Anna." Ghost makes a displeased sound.

"Don’t want a replacement." Kate sighs at this, she told Ghost from the moment Anna meet Ryan he needs to look for somebody new, but the werewolf didn’t want to hear it.

"No luck on the weekend, nobody catching your eye?" Ghost shakes his head, Kate doesn’t need to know about So John.

"You sure?" Kate looks at him like she looks at a witness she’s about to cross examinate and grill.

"They work at the club." Ghost gives out the information and of course Kate is picking up on the they instantly, but keeps it to herself.

"So you're going back to flirt with them right?" Kate asks.

"No." Kate sighs again at this. She cant force him, but she also knows how absolutely unbearable Ghost can get if he goes to many full moons with out a knotting.

"If it interferes with work, we will have this talk again." She warns him hoping Ghost will just talk with the person. She gives him the piece of paper.

Marry MacTavish - magical pharmacist with and address in downtown.

The next full moon is approaching, and Ghost mood is through the floor., trying to leave hell behind. He irritated constantly thinking about the bartender when not working. Its clear his wolf site wants the man, Riley’s don’t do this, the voice of his father is haunting him. He can go through the next week with out talking to the shifter. It turns out he cant, its driving him insane, he’s going half feral over it. His mind coming up with all the ways he could fuck the other man, how good the man would look in his bed, that he belongs under him, how amazing the whines would be the other would make, begging for his knot, crying on his knot. How he would breed him, fill him up over and over again, breed pups in him even with that being impossible. The mantra ofneed, mate and breed running on repeat. He reaches for the useless knotting toy, lubing it up, he need to fuck something so bad. Ghost don’t bother, to lube up his dick, its wet with him leaking precum for who knows how long. When he puts the special flesh light over his dick, he hates how plastic it feels, but it has to do. Rutting in it, getting in a position he yearns to fuck Soap in. Setting a desperate pace, knotting the toy is his only goal at the moment. If he would really fuck into a person he would be embarrassed with himself, he usually prides himself with pleasing his partners and not senselessly rutting into them and coming after 5 minutes. And his knot is forming fast, really fast. One last trust and he’s knotting the toy. The seal also forming nearly instantly, his knot pulsing cum in the toy in an amount he's sure never fit in his balls. Cleaning that will be a pain later. He rolls to the site, his knot will deflate soon. Making an pleased sound, feeling how the need to breed is going down for now. He opens his eyes, the need to breed never goes down if he used a toy before. He reaches for his phone, pulling up a reddit threat about true mates and sex toys he found years ago. The toy he bought was recommended there and is doing a amazing job out site of the full moon. He skips over most of the post, before he reaches the part he's looking for.

Flesh light, silicone, a link Must have, after you found your true mate and they are away for a full moon or when you are still in the get to know phase. Fits a lot of cum with out overflowing, easy to clean, feels close to fucking a real pussy.

For the ones unaware as a way to make sure your getting your true mate pregnant the first few matings your producing more cum then usually. You also can go longer and more often. Also very important specifically made for people that knot for a long time, with a way to manually break the seal what saves you from an embarrassing visit at the hospital because you can't get the toy off.

Ghost doubt the go longer part, but this means he found his mate. A Guy with the nickname Soap, with a stupid haircut and a smile that's blinding. The only problem is Ghost is not into man, he's into woman and only woman. He groans at this, because of course nothing in his live is easy. He looks up the product browsing on the manufacturer's site for a while. They have a wide variety of products and a black one is catching his eye. It's a successor of the one from reddit. He reads over what they improved. Better manual release, a option to make a custom build, he don't want to think to much about that. Improvement on the feeling. With out thinking Ghost is filling out everything to order one. Stopping at one of the options. Shit, what should he pick. The obvious answer would be vagina, tight, but he's hesitating. Ass - low prep keeping his full attention. Fuck it he buys the ass one.

Work is a pain in his ass, having to argue with this Russian prick Makarov in court, the dragon is so fucking arrogant. When he comes home he sees his packet arrives, with discreet shipping. Testing the toy after a shitty work day sounds amazing. He puts the packet on the kitchen counter and opens it up, blindly pulls one of the toy out inspecting how tight it really is pushing 4 fingers in, humming pleased. Washing it in the bathroom, letting it have time to dry. Getting over to the nightstand where he has several bottles of lube, choosing the 'Omega slick' imitate. A nice tight wet hole to fuck, exactly what he needs to fuck to relax. He gets out of his work cloths, getting a round of laundry going, cooking dinner. Finally dropping on his bed, with his tablet on WolfHub, searching for a actress to Imagin he's fucking instead of the toy. 'Small, tight Omega rides massive Alpha knot dry' with a young tiny in comparison to the Alpha in the video, brunet Omega, with small boobs, he clicks on it and this is defiantly a true Alpha knot in the video, already standing hard and proud when the Omega walks in. He watches with out audio, the typical porn audio makes him cringe to hard to wank of to it. While in the porno clip the Omega is starting to slick up under the care of the Alpha Ghost is getting the toy ready. Even just with his fingers Ghost can tell this toy will feel so much better then the one he used during full moon with just his fingers. He puts the flesh light over his dick, when the Omega is sinking on the Alphas dick, watching a bit how the actress is building her rhythm and starts to imitate it. Closing his eyes, adjusting the rhythm to something he enjoys and it feels so good. With the lube it really feels like is fucking a dripping like he’s not fucking a toy. His fantasy starts to change from the porn he used to get this started, the petit female werewolf Omega is changing into a muscular wolf shifter with Mohawk and Scottish accent. And these dam baby blue eyes. Soap moaning like a whore while bouncing on his dick, enjoying it panting his name, begging him to get knotted. But he lets Soap work for it, till the muscular thighs of Soap start to shake under his efforts. How Soap gets desperate and whine to finally get the knot and filled up. How he starts helping the shifter to keep bouncing on his dick. How he makes it just so his knot don’t form, keeping the ancle of enough to be able to keep fucking in the tight wet heat.

"Simon, Si... please, please, give it to me, please" fantasy Soap is begging.

"Please what Johnny?" Ghost ask into the empty bedroom.

"Give me your pups Alpha." Soap begs more, voice whinny, sweat running down his whole body in the effort to keep bouncing on Ghost dick.

"Not sure you really want my pups", Ghost pushes the shifter a bit more, wanting to know how far he can keep the begging going. Fantasy Soap legs even with Ghost help giving up under the strain, Soap lay on his chest now. Panting, sobbing, cursing.

"Alpha" Soap sobs, rubbing his nose over Ghost scent glands. Ghost starts fucking the toy to the rhythm he's moving his arm, getting as deep in the toy as possible.

"I want you to bite me, and then that you breed your pups into me, Alpha and you don't fucking stop, till you start fucking your cum out of me. And now give me your pups." Soap demands and who is Ghost denying his mate his wish. His knot basically explodes and Ghost never cum that much in his live. One thick robe of cum after the other and he has the feeling it's not stopping, his body covered in sweat, his breath in short pants, while with every heartbeat it feels like more cum is filling up the toy. He lays on the bed while slowly a mix of cum and lube is running out of the toy.

"Fuck I need to talk with Soap" Ghost says into the room, while his knot is not going down. He needs to talk with the shifter before the next full moon.

Soap is bored and browsing for werewolf dildos, he wont buy one because he’s not into werewolf in the first place, he’s just curios.

"Who wants to fuck such a stupid ass dick in the first place?" Soap mutters in his pillow, scrolling further down, seeing a massive one even for the size of the offer products. True Alpha, full moon knot the description reads. Best seller marker, over the price of 45 $.

"Ridicules", Sopa huffs, closing the site who would boy a toy that likely don’t even fit in a human in the first place, dropping his phone on the mattress. Marry is looking in his room, the smell of popcorn filling Soaps nose. Right its movie night, but his older sister musters him critical.

"You're good?", she asks him concerned.

"Yeah, just thinking about a guy, I will never see again." He explains before rolling of the bed. His siter is tapping her foot clearly thinking about what he said.

"Marry its not that deep, I want him to fuck me and he visited from another city or something like this and I will never see him again. It happens" He tries to make her not try to find this poor man on social media. She looks at him not convinced.

"What are you not telling me about this guy?", Marry is asking, they lived under a roof for long enough to know her little brother is hiding something from her.

"He’s a werewolf." Soap groans annoyed at her, she would pester him about the answer so he better give it now.

"Huh, trying to figure out why Kim left you for were-dick?", she asks and he flips her off, really unassay to poke this sore spot from her.

"Eejit." Soap hisses at her, making her giggle.

"What, I’m proud of you for thinking about expanding your horizon." She’s tells him, trying to look serious and not as if she’s about to start laughing at him.

"Well I wont because they're not from here and I will never see him again." Soap dismisses her, walking past her towards the living room.

"There site to buy dildos, you know." Marry points out unhelpfully, following him.

"No thank you." Soap counters getting a raised eyebrow from her.

"You looked at some." A shit eating grin appearing on her face, makes her look impish.

"What even is a true Alpha and why is his dick that big?", Soap asks her about what he saw, she studied a lot of knowledge about creatures with questionable levels of truth because of its age.

"Oh, well they are born leaders, like the most Alpha to ever Alpha, in my opinion they are true arrogant pricks." Marry explains getting a laugh out of Soap at the last part.

"So you meet some huh, true Alphas i mean." Soap asks hating that he’s actually interested.

"Yes, every arrogant lawyer, banker, politician has like a 1/3 chance of being either a dragon, a true alpha werewolf or a Vampire. I meet a lot when studying in London." She explains and Soap nods.

"Do they have like a super dick?" Soap asks making Marry chokes on her coke, getting punched against his shoulder.

"Not really, they are very fertile and have guarantee strong pups and I think female true alphas also have a knot, so you know when its full moon they fuck you and not the other way around, not something for insecure dudes for sure. And before you ask no they can’t impregnate themself...

"The insecure dude comment feels personal" Soap interrupts her having the feeling there’s a story waiting.

"She fucked me better with her knot then any guy with a dick and my boyfriend at the time did not like it and that’s why we broke up" Marry explains, shrugging no big deal. "They toys are not as god as a real werewolf knot." She ads before pressing start so they start watching the rom com they picked. They watch the movie, that ironically is also with an all male werewolf pack as love interests.

Ghost feels a bit like a cyber stalker, having found Soaps social media with the few information Shelby gave him. John, nickname Soap, chemistry degree, working at Minos Labyrinth, he didn’t feel like returning to the club, getting touched by strangers makes him want to crawl out of his skin and Soap would be working. He haven’t sent Soap a message yet, but Soap decently is very active posting work out shots. He walks down to the street to the special pharmacy Kate gave him and it looks like a shady business selling you snake oil then a legit pharmacy but, the lotion is helping easing the itchiness of his skin and ne needs more. HE walks in and a young woman at the counter and reads her name tac MacTavish.

"Hello and welcome to Creature Pharmacy" She greats him with an oddly familiar smile.

"Hey, I’m Mr. Riley and I need lotion for werewolf’s that could not knot at full moon." He’s so glad that its only the two in the small pharmacy right now.

"Of course, I have to mix it and you can pick it up early next week, Monday afternoon" She answers writing something down.

"You mix them yourself?" Ghost asks interested, he’s sure Kate mentioned it when he talked about the lotion with her.

"Yeah, some of the incidences have a short shelf life or are also needed to be mixed so I cant really keep it around." She explains and Ghost nods that makes sense.

"Pretty sure I never got something like this in a pharmacy before." Ghost keeps the small talk going.

"Its, old housewife knowledge, stuff human medicine sees as placebo effect or at least not making things worse, instead of medical knowledge that is working because its used for centuries before modern medicine was even around, so yeah you wont find something like this in a regular pharmacy." The door bell is ringing and another costumer is entering.

"Ah, you need a special license for that no?" The lawyer in Ghost is coming out and he cringes at himself.

"Lawyer huh, you want to pay now to just pick it up on Monday or pay on Monday?" She’s asks him.

"I pay now and how you know I’m a Lawyer?", Ghost cant keep the impressment out his voice.

"Because, you ask about a special licenses and don’t dress like a cop, so Lawyer. I also maybe had my fair share of Lawyer costumers" She explains, handling the registry. "Thats 75$"

Ghost gives her an 100$ bill. "How does cops dress that you can spot them?"

"Its the shoes, I swear they were their undercover shoes, that are like super polished, dead give away they are a cop." She explains and giving him his change and the pick up slip.

"Gran would be very angry that you tell a Lawyer this, Marry", a voice is saying from behind. Ghost looks over his shoulder and sees Soap, small world.

"Ah he makes to much money to work with cops regularly, he wears a rich dude suite, John." Marry dismisses her brother.

"You’re ready for lunch?", Soap is asking, not recognizing Ghost as the werewolf from now nearly 3 months ago. Ghost leaves the small pharmacy he has to return the firm and how site to talk with Soap, it also feels wired to do it in front of his sister.

Soap is mid bite, when he realizes WHO stood in his sister Pharmacy. Hot Werewolf, guy.

"You good?", his sister asks using the opportunity to steal some of her brothers fries.

"Your last customer before lunch break, that is the hot werewolf I will never see again." Soap says slapping his sisters fingers.

"Really?" She asks before shoving pasta in her mouth Soap simply nods.

"Yeah, its dark in the club and he didn’t wore a rich lawyer close that day", Soap says shrugging, he knows that Price will win the bet by now, but honestly knowing the guy lives in the city feels like the true victory.

"So, you pick me up for lunch on Monday, and then ask for his number." Marry proposes, because she cant give out costumer information.

"He’s straight." Soap points out the mistake in the plan.

"You sure? I got bi vibes from him." Marry says before she starts eating her brother’s fries again.

"I’m sure." Soap dismisses her again slapping her hand to stay away from his fries.

"Then become gym bros, he looks like he can lift you up and help you with your workout, because that’s not all natural werewolf bulk he’s having." Marry rolls her eyes, her brother really is a pain in her ass, he also could share his fries with her at least.

Ghost looks at his phone, being on Soaps John's Instagram, he’s really doing everything for the cyber stalker reputation, god should he message the other? Follow him casually for some time? Talk with him about working out? He refreshes the page and a new post is there, with Soaps very muscular back flexing. He accidently double tap the post and likes it, great, really great, well now he can also sent John a DM.

💀: Hey its the dude from the pharmacy

Ghost cringes so hard, he can not add the I’m not stalking you, that is something a stalker would say.

🧼: Hey Lawyer guy 💀: You want to work out together?

This is going horrible, like can you be more lame then this? Ghost seriously thinking about deleting his account.

🧼: Don’t know if you can keep up with me 💀: That wont be a problem 🧼: Why not? 💀: I work out several days a week 🧼: Show of your work then, because working out several times a week could be you on a treadmill for all I know

Ghost gets in his bathroom, rolling the left sleeve up and flexes his arm to show his arm muscles. Sending the photo to John.

🧼: You’re not a stalker right? Because how did you find my social that fast?

💀: I regular look at other people that work out results and routines and you happen to came up,

Its not a full lie, he did found the profile more through luck.

🧼: So your not stalking me online since the Minos? 🧼: Just wanting to be sure 💀: No, I would not have recognize you with out the Mohawk from the Minos anyway. I don't really remember what most people look like. 💀: Its not really my scene there, like bars more 🧼: Burbon snoop of course you go to fancy shit like a jazz bar 💀: So what about working out? 🧼: You jog? 💀: i usually run on a treadmill 💀: but we can jog together on the weekend

Right, meeting in public doing normal thinks getting the stalker allegations go away.

🧼: So what’s your name because I can’t call you Mr. Lawyer. 🧼: probably inflating your already inflated ego to much 💀: Simon or Ghost 💀: also my ego is not that inflated 💀: ...for a lawyer 🧼: What the fuck of a nickname is Ghost? 💀: I can walk really silent and appear like a Ghost. 💀: scares the shit out of people 💀: Also somebody that calls himself Soap on the internet has no ground to stand on regarding nicknames. 🧼: It's John

Ghost puts the phone down, he did it, it was only a bit wired but they will meet up again.

They communicated over DMs the next few days, mostly talking about working out, Soap is unsure if Ghost might actually interested in him or this is about having a gym bro thing going on. He standing at the agreed meeting spot, warming up and stretching. HE sees Simon jogging up to him, wearing running shorts and a tan top both very tight to his body. HE also sees the collection of tattoos on his thighs.

"Fuck he’s hot", Soap mutters to himself.

"Not the tattoos I expect on a lawyer, I honestly expect zero tattoos on a lawyer." Soap greats him, getting a huff from the blond.

"They just should not be visible that’s why my arms are mostly free. Theres no secret lawyer rule about no tattoos." Ghost shakes his head amused.

"So how many miles you run usually?" Soap asks because they didn’t talk about this.

"3 to 4" Ghost answers and Soap is nodding, he can do that its less then his usual 5.

"Ready to go, big boy?" Soap asks trying to flirt a bit to test waters.

"Try to keep up, your legs are shorter then mine." Ghost quip backs before he starts jogging. Simon may run shorter distance but he runs it faster and Soap is not even mad to run behind the other, eyes defiantly glued to the werewolf’s ass.

"Want to sprint the last part?" Ghost is clearly challenging him.

"Aye, time for you to eat my dust." Soap agrees and Simon is slowing down a bit so they are next to each other. They are both starting to pick up speed and even if Soap taking the lead at the beginning, Simon is passing him easily. Simon is slowly slowing down before he stops grinning smugly at him.

"Looks like you ate my dust, Johnny." He tells him and normally Soap would rip him a new one for the Johnny but he’s busy breathing.

"Next time I will not let you win." Soap pants out and Simon is chuckling.

"We will see." Is all the werewolf is retorting.

"Want to grab something to eat?" Soap asks, because he wants to know more about the werewolf.

"Sure, I could eat something before the game." Simon aggress.

"The game?" Soap asks.

"Mhm, I play football in the armature league." Simon answers, while they slowly walk towards a cafe.

"You even have time for that, with your big lawyer job?" Soap jokes getting an annoyed huff from the other.

"I have work life balance, not all of us are workaholics."

"but most?" Soap picks up on the all of us.

"Enough for it to be a stereo typ." Ghost points out.

Soap lay on his bed, they flirted doing their post jogging meal, because Ghost eat a two persons plate alone with no problems. He waits for Simon to answer his DM. Marry is walking in looking tiered but not to tiered to annoy her brother.

"How did your sport date go?" She asks him getting a groan as answer.

"It was nice, we talked a bit after." Soap throws her a bone to be left alone.

"talked?" Sopa rolls his eyes at her suggestive tone.

"Yes, get to know each other small talk."

"Boring", she’s complains before leaving the room in a dramatic manner.

💀: Sorry, yes we won 💀: just got home 💀: the other team are our rivals so the win was a big deal 🧼: congratulations big boy Soap hesitates to flirt a bit more aggressive 🧼: Guess you earned a kiss 💀: I did 💀: worked hard for it

Soap bites his lower lip should he, make a suggestive comment? Its right there, to god to pass.

🧼: How hard?

Dancing the line of implied flirting to flirting hard.

💀: really hard 💀: gave my all

Soap punches his pillow in frustration, that was not the result he wanted.

💀: you like hard working guys? 🧼: yes

Ghost is screaming in a pillow, because his professional paranoia makes sending lewd pictures impossible to him. He will never forget how his law professor got outed for cheating do to a phone extraction, ever since he has a strict no nudes rule.

💀: could show you in person

Soap drops his phone at this, reading it several times oh, oh shit that’s not a direction he expected.

🧼: you should

Soap feels how he’s getting hard, shit this is them talking about hooking up right?

🧼: Looking forward to it 💀: Same 💀: sweet dreams Johnny

Johnny again, he could tell Ghost he hates to be called that, but well he don’t mind if Simon is saying it.

They have several dates and nothing is happening, not for a lag of trying from Soaps site. Kyle is scratching the spot behind his ear, while he is complaining.

"I don’t get it we get super flirty in text and then when we meet up it isn’t" Soap sighs theatric.

"Do you flirt with him in person?" Kyle asks before turning over a page in a magazine he’s reading while Soap is rambling.

"I yes", Soap answers, he at least thinks he does.

"Maybe its a werewolf, shifter communication problem?" Gaz inquires further, making Soap frowns well he really don’t think this is the problem. HE flirts with a lot of creatures and that never was a problem.

"Maybe" Soap admits burying his face in the couch. Gaz hand starts to scratch him for a moment, getting Soap attention. He looks at the photo shoot in the magazine. A familiar woman at a beach wearing a nice summer dress.

"Farah looks good", Soap comments and he sees a blush creeping up Gaz face. Gaz has a major crush on the fellow witch from Urzikstan, Soap allows himself to turn to the next page. The blush on Gaz face getting stronger. Farahs husband also a witch Alex Keller walking out the water in Bermuda shorts, surfboard under his arm.

"Looks like he’s recovering well from his accident" Soap points out, looking at the prosthetic leg.

"Yeah, but I assume the prothesis still sucks sometimes even if its magical enchanted" Gaz points out getting a hum from Soap.

"So who do you want to fuck more?" Soap asks getting pushed of the couch from Gaz.

"Shut up MacTavish" Gaz tells him causing the shifter to laugh.

"Ah c'mon Gaz you tease me all the time" Soaps laughs before he is distracted by his phone.

💀: You free to night? 🧼: Yeah, I have this weekend off 💀: I pick you up at 8 pm, wear something you can run in Soap frowns at this, okey that’s a but strange. 🧼: Any more specific instructions? 💀: no, what ever your comfortable in you can also run in

"Mr. Werewolf?" Gaz asks him reading at the magazine again.

"Yeah, he picks me up at 8 pm we do like a night run?" Soap answers getting Gaz to put the magazine down and read the messages.

"Its full moon, Soap" Gaz warns his best friend, they pretty sure don’t just have a late night run.

"What he’s going to do fuck me on the forest floor?" Soap asks more as a joke question, but Gaz is making a duh.

"Cover your mating spot, just as a security measure." Gaz advises the shifter sounding worried. He’s even thinking about calling their boss Yuri, but Soap is a adult and can make his own choices.

"So what do I wear?" Soap asks because what the fuck do you wear when you go on a night run with a werewolf during full moon.

"I guess something you don’t mind getting ripped apart?" Gaz guesses he heard stories. "Have a bag with cloths to change into."

"I could run away shifted" Soap points out, no need to lose a pair of clothes then.

"I guess that’s also an option." Gaz is not sure that this is a good idea.

In the end Soap does is wearing a pair of washed out sweat pants and a tank top that already has some holes in to it and a jacket he intends to leave in the car. In his back a warm hoodie, a other pair of pants, boxers and a shirt. He’s waiting before his building for Ghost to pick him up. The lawyer is pulling up and he gets in.

"So, eh that’s save what we do? With it being full moon and such?" Soap asks a bit unsure. Ghost rubs one hand over his leg.

"Its save, don’t worry" Ghost reassures him, driving on the highway out of the city.

"So should I be in my wolf form or?" Soap asks further question he’s so nervous about this for no reason.

"If you like it we can do it with you shifted, another time." Ghost offers.

"You ever fucked a shifter in shift form?" Soap asks, Ghost shakes his head, pulling of the highway.

"I mean your a wolf shifter not that different from fucking a fully shifter werewolf no? Maybe a bit smaller." Ghost points out getting a sound of protest from the Scot

"I’m at maximum size of what a shifter can reach, there’s nothing small about me" Soap huffs getting a chuckle from Ghost.

"Sure" Ghost sounds so unconvinced.

"We are not fucking in the dirt right?" Soap is asking, he has some standards.

"Noted." Ghost answers, well, he can find a object to fuck the shifter on, or he just has Soap in the air. Sopa don’t lie the answer but its to late for protests they are driving on some parking lot for the national parc.

"Theres a collar in the clove compartment, you need to put it on. There are other Weres in the forest to night, but you are mine, Johnny." Ghost tells him and Soaps dick really likes the you are mine. Soap strips out the jacket before he get the collar out, a nice black one out of leather, with a skull charm on it. He gives it to Ghost before he lift his chin as a invitation for the other to put it on.

"You have 30 minutes before I come after you" Ghost tells him and Soap moans at this. Shit well this should not sound this hot it should make Soap asked to be driven home. The collar fits him perfectly, and Ghost didn’t bought this just for him right?

"Did you train me for this the last few weeks?" Soap don’t even know where this thought comes from.

"A little bit, your already fit enough." Ghost admits, smiling when Sopa is kissing him on the lips.

"Well come get me big boy" Soap is sounding playful, before jumps out the car and disappears into the wood.

Soap is partly shifted, using the advantage of his wolf form, to better navigate in this forest. He stayed on the trail for quite some time making some ground, before he gone of trail. hiding behind a big tree, listening for movement in the forest. He hears leaves moving in the wind, some animal running over the ground, but no footsteps that could belong to a human or werewolf. He carefully moves deeper into the forest, making sure to not step on dry branches or fall over roots. He flinches when several birds are in a panic leaving the trees they are sitting in, the hairs at the back if his neck are standing up, a cold shiver running down his spine. Something dangerous entered this part of the forest. He’s on the move, but the feeling of eyes on his back are not leaving him. Simon is stalking him trough the forest, picked up his track and is now following it. Soap is keeping his breath even listening, hearing water move, its likely just a small stream but a good way to make his tracking down harder. Walking towards the water, his ears twitching when a branch is snapping. Its heard to tell where the branch snapped, but he hears something running, so it was maybe a dear or board. He walks up stream for a good while, the feeling of being watched disappearing he throw Simon off.

Simon stands Infront of the stream, Soap stepped into, looking for hints in what direction the other followed the stream. His mate is smart, finding the stream and using it to throw him off, worthy his brain comes up with, Johnny is a worthy mate, a kicked stone is catching his eyes, that way. See where Johnny left the stream, was a lot easier, he was a bit sloppy and ran into a bush. He needs sometime till he is picking up the scent again. Following pray is so much easier no decisions having to be made, he only follows the tracks and he’s catching up. Stepping on a branch on purpose, the make Soap jump and run and his plan is going off. A human figure is sprinting to the left and Ghost is following. He is getting closer, seeing that Soap is partly shifted, ears and tail visible, smart. Soap is sliding on some wet leaves on the ground when a turning right sharp, and their eyes meet. Soap is running for it, and Ghost is hot on his heals. Soap can not out run him, they both know, but the hunt is still thrilling. He finally pins Soap down on a small clearing. Soap is panting under him, trying to get away from the heavy body on him. Rubbing his ass along Ghosts already hard dick.

"Si" Soap is panting a kiss to his neck, claws struggling a bit to pull his pants down.

"Let me help" Soap is panting, his arms under his chest. The weight on his back is shifting bit, allowing Soap to get his arms free, before he is pulling his pants down. Soap didn’t put on any underwear, kind of not the point of this right. Ghost also is massive, a monster of pure muscle no, he’s not even sure how the other is hiding all this muscles in fully human form. He shivers when the cold night air is hitting his hole and moaning when Ghost is licking over it. Ghost is eating his ass out, and Soap is clawing into the dirt, his dick is about to explode, the hunt turned him on to a level he didn’t anticipate.

"Fuck Si, ahh" Soap is moaning, he has no idea what the werewolf did with his tongue but it makes his dick throb. Ghost does it again and again and again, pre cum dripping on the forest floor, having Soap press his ass more into the werewolf’s face. Ghost is cubbing his balls carefully with his claws, squeezing them a bit and Soap screams as he comes, thick robes of his cum in the grass. Ghost is making a pleased sound before he pulls id face away from Soaps ass, he’s pleased with the preparation he did on Soap. Ghost is stroking his own dick, lubing it up with the pre cum, giving Soap some time to recover. Soap turns around his eyes glued to the massive werewolf dick.

"Fuck" Soap curses reaching out to stroke it himself Ghost lets him.

"Be careful with that monster" Soap is telling the were wolf who’s eyes are closed, while his mate is stroking him. Golden iris look at him, a nose pressed against his cheek.

"Fuck, can I ride it?" Soap is asking, because there’s no way he’s giving Ghost full control. Soap is pulled into Ghost lap, Ghost is rubbing his dick along the crack of his ass. Soap is lining himself up, slowly lowering himself down, the tip is already so fat, the stretch a bit painful. Ghost is clawing into the dirt, letting Johnny have the control for now, pleasing his mate in what ever way his mate wants to. He wants to do nothing more than to push into the warm tight heat of his mate, but he’s letting Soap down in his own speed. Scottish curses fill the air, with every inch that Soap is taking, a sigh leaving him, when he finally sits fully down. He's panting into Ghosts fur, clawing into the muscular shoulders.

"Oh fuck, never had anything that big in me before" Soap is panting, he’s not even sure if he can ride this safely. Claws carefully scratch along his thighs, making sure to not break skin. Soap is just rocking his hips back and forth not even trying to lift himself off this monster of a dick. Slowly starting to lift his hips with every back roll and sinking them when rolling forward. Slowly Soap is lifting himself of the dick to sink down on it again.

"God, I want your human dick the next time" Soap is cursing, when the fat tip is pressing along his prostate when he goes down again. Simon is carefully nibbling along his neck, licking along the pulls, but Soap can feel how the other is holding back. Letting him have this, before the Werewolf is fucking him into the ground. making him scream, making sure Soap wont be able to sit for days. Soap lifts himself nearly totally off, then he clenches down around the tip, getting a growl out of Ghost. Soap grins at the werewolf doing it again and again and again.

"Problem big guy?" Soap knows that provoking a werewolf your fucking is probably a bad idea, he still cant stop himself. Simon snarls at him and Soap slowly lowers himself again while clenching down has hard as he can. Pleased grin on his face about what he’s done and he feels claws on his hip. Soap stops his movement and Ghost is instantly taking over. Trusting into Soap, while also pulling him down. Soap is throwing his head back in pleasure, Ghost is brutal, every trust forceful and with the purpose to stimulate Soaps prostate.

"Ahh, Simon" Soap is screaming a bit of droll running down the corner of his mouth.

"Close, fuck" Soap is panting and Ghost is just keep going, brutal unforgiving, unchanging. Soap screams loud when he’s coming, covering the dark fur with cum. Ghost isn’t stopping, fucking in the wet heat, loving the sounds he’s fucking out of Soap.

"Si, please ahh, its to much" Soap is whining and Ghost is stopping his movement. Soap is burring his face in the fur, panting and god Ghost is still rock hard in him. Ghost is running his claws down Soaps back. Soap starts whacking his tail at the gentle touches. Ghost is carefully scratching his ears and Soaps tail is hitting Ghost legs.

"Not a word about this" Soap is hissing and Ghost is making a amused sound. Soap is placing kisses in the fur, rubbing his face against Ghost neck to get covered in his scent, but also to cover Ghost into his.

"Fuck me, mhm fill me up" Soap is whispering when he has the feeling he can keep going. Ghost is lifting him of his dick, turning him around, one claw around his chest the other on his hip, Soap is kneeling. Ghost pushes back in, going slow and building a pace, to fuck in the shifter.

In Ghosts head only the word fuck mate, and knot mate are running on repeated. Soap is screaming with every trust, Ghost feels his heart beat, every yes, Simon and fuck he is fucking out of Johnny is pulling him a bit closer to his own orgasm.

Claim, claim, claim, claim

Ghost wants to claim him so desperately he just would have to move to collar up slightly and sink his teeth into the mating spot, but he wants Soap to consent, for Soap to bite his mating spot as well. He can lick over it right, there’s no harm there right? Soap moan is so beautiful, so Ghost licks over it again.

"Simon" Ghost is not registering that Soap is protesting to this, just loving to hear his name.

"Simon" Soaps voice sounds more urgent, Ghost is scrapping with his teeth over the sensitive spot.

"Simon" Soap is slightly panicking at the teeth, Ghost could easily break the skin. They barely know each other, he tries to move away as good as possible. Only causing Ghost to press in his teeth more into the spot.

"Simon, no" Soap is finally voicing his disagreement. The teeth are pulled back, but Simon keeps licking and sucking the spot. Soap knows this a catastrophe waiting to happen, there’s no way, Simon wont bite the moment his orgasm hits. When Soap tries to pull away, Ghost is pressing him into the ground, using his weight to keep Soap in place. The trust of Simons hip are getting a bit irregular, his knot finally forming.

"Si, please" Soap begs, hoping to get the werewolf to pull away, from his neck. His begging only getting the werewolf to fuck him with more force. Ghost starts to grind his hips with the next trust, growling into the neck in front of him. Soap screams when teeth are breaking skin, fingers clawing in the grass, the orgasm is violent. Its nothing to Ghost orgasm making sure that the mating is successful, his shooting so much cum into Soaps ass, he has the feeling it’s not stopping, knot firmly in place. When Ghost is finally pulling of the neck he’s pleased when he sees the silver mark. His mate is finally his, he nuzzles into it a pleased rumble in his chest.

Soap is angry at him, demanding to be brought to his workplace so the witch Yuri can reverse what he did so carelessly. Ghost knows its not, they fucked in to moon light, he was fully turned and he’s a true Alpha, they are mated. Probably not for long because Kate will kill him. The silence in the car right back in the city is loaded, Ghost knows he fucked up, he feels bad for what he did. When they pull up to the club, Soap is leading in the personal area towards a small office. Kate is already in the room arms crossed in front of her chest she looks disappointed and that’s worse than her just screaming at him. Soap walks towards his friend Gaz who’s also sitting in the office leaving a young witch that’s sitting on the desk looking highly entertained.

"So Gaz told us something happened" Yuri starts this very awkward conversation.

"I eh, mated Johnny" Ghost stammers if Kate can look even more disappointed at him she gives her best trying. The young witch probably not even over 100 is going to Soap carefully removing the collar, looking at the mark.

"Oh." the teenager makes. "Well that’s a marriage license" Soap looks at him furious.

"What." Soap makes looking ready to jump the werewolf.

"Ture Alpha, in the full moon, fully shifted, that thing is unbreakable." Magic is flaring of in Kate’s hands.

"You mate bounded him? Seriously Simon?" Kate is asking Ghost never saw this angry before, at least not at him. "You mated him the first full moon you got the chance?"

"I.. yes." Ghost knows everything else would make Kate even more angry.

"Uh, the teeth mark are turning golden" the young witch is commenting before returning to the desk.

"Yura I need to sell you to Milena for food more often, I got two dramas to watch for the price of one bowl." The young witch is saying amused by the situation.

"Well, there’s only two things left to do, Soap you need to bit in Ghosts mating spot and you need to get a marriage license." Yuri doesn’t sound amused.

"Oh you better belief I write this poor man a preen up, that will leave you penny less Simon." Kate is hissing.

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