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hirik0 · 5 months ago

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Lost in the Labyrinth

Minotaur Price/ Human Graves

Long one shot

NSFW: Monsterfucking, size diffrent, lots of stamina, dracyphilia, overstimulation, multiple orgasm, after care

Minos Labyrinth is a popular club, where creaturs and humans can meet each other to hook up. Phillip Graves just turned 22, left the small town in Texas hes from and never partied the way you do in the city. Hes wearing nothing special, a jeans that shows of his ass and a dark blue button down. He bounces his feet in exitment waiting to get in, the line is already longer then he thought for how early it is. The night is still young and he only planns to stay for 3 hours, getting a feeling for the place and if this is his something he wants to do more often. Remembering the facts of the club, humans have to choose a bracelett to signal if they are open to flirt with creatures, hes still depating if he wants a red or a yellow one. With a red one he ccould just enjoy the stay, dance a bit and have fun, the yellow one would also give him a feeling of how agrressiv the creaturs flirt with humans. Hes getting closer to the door and he has to make a choice soon and a small nervous knot is filling his insides. He never was at a party where humans and creature mix coming from a small all human town. The bouncer looks human, but he is pretty sure both of them are shifters not that it really matters he will not bang anyone working here. He shows them his ID, and the bigger shifter is looking at him and the picture.

"Bracelet color?", he grunts.

"Yellow", Graves answer holding out his right arm. Theres no going back now, peopele will flirt with him. If he dont like to night he will give it one ore two more tries bevore he would stop going.

"Have a good night and no fights." The bouncer warns him and Graves nods and smiles at him. Hes in.

Price sits in the VIP area looking at the crowed, its early the dance floor not even full yet. He likes to come early, having a good look at the monster and human partying. To pick out who he goes after so he can saticefy his sex drive. Having a high one as a minotauer, often having severall people moaning under him every time hes here. Perk of beeing a VIP is he can get a room in the club, so no need to get somewhere. He already booked his usall one. He sees, the human walk in, dirty blond hair, yellow braclett, tight pans that show of his ass. He huffs he normaly dont goes after somebody with a yellow braclett, but he also never saw him here before. From expirinece he knows that humans need 10 to 15 vistes to go from yellow to green, if they ever come back. He only ever puts the work in to them when they have a green one. He has needs and just talking with a human that needs that long is just a waste of time. He goes towards the bar, his favoirte bartender the wolfshifter, John "Soap" MacTavish, working in the VIP eare tonight.

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

"Yellow, so why bother?", Price shuts Soaps shenannigans down.

"So get to know the human and then still be the first to stick it in", Soap conters.

"Not my style Soap." Price reminds him, Soap nods, starting to make Price drink of choice till he frezzes, having a big grin on his face. Bad news, means he has an idea or bet to propose.

"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 singel night." Soap shares his bet.

"Not my fault you cant to it more then ones a night." Price trys to sound as unintressted as possibel in Soaps bet. Soap is narowing his eyes, before he nods to himself.

"How about I get the misterious Werewolf before the human is changing from yellow to green." Soap proposes his next bet, knowing htat Price cant stay away from a good bet. His grin getting better when he sees that Price is thinking about it.

"Can I try to influence the human to change the color or do i have to wait till he does it on his own?"

"You can talk with him, but he has to change the braclett by his own free will" With that Price is holding out his hand, they have a deal. Hes also pretty sure that he will have a better chance then Soap, because the werewlf only visted twice so far. Soap shakes his hand they have a deal and then gives Price his drink.

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

"Needs to pay for a stay in one of the deluxe private rooms for the other", Soap says and well now Price really dont want to lose. Maybe he should have asked this before he agreed, now its to late. Price returns his palce in he VIP area, watching the human. He probablly wont talk to him to night. The human is talking with some shifter, his cheecks a pretty shade of pink. It looks like the human is in good comapny for now and honestly he rather has the human return to meet friends then him being here for one night, because somebody is coming of to strong. Hes pretty sure the its the first time his prey the human is in a club like this. He should get his name, just calling him the human feels so unpersonal. The night is young and he has time.

Graves is not sure what to think about the two feline shifter hes talking too, they make him fell like they are preying on him. They are still asking questions to test his boundaries with the yellow bracelet.

"God, I remember when we lift in a majorety human town, most of them were really chill, but some thing creaturs and human should not interact with each other, living in a big city is way better. The humans are also a lot more open minded. Are you open minded Phillip?", the bigger one, Finn, purrs. Graves frowns at this, not sure if they use the same deffention of open minded here.

"Open minded as in more accepting?", Graves trys to get some clarification.

"I guess you can say it like that", Finn claryfies, and the tone of his voice makes Graves pretty sure its about something sexuell. He dont like it, he needs to get out of this conversation, its a lot fuller now so he really wants to chat with some other people. He looks around, despreatly for a topic change. He looks up to the VIP area and well its his best shoot really.

"What are VIP befits?" Leaving Finns question unansered.

"Own, bar, extra area, people thinging they are important, special rooms to fuck", Danile the smaller one counts them.

"You can fuck in the club?", Graves asks in disbelief.

"People and creatures did it anyway so they just made rooms and well they get paid well for the rooms being used. Some can go more then ones a night so going home is not really an option for them. Many VIPs pick several people out the crowed to fuck them over the night, so if you ever plan to pick a VIP get a medical check up after, you never know who they slepped with." Graves nods at this a bit unsure, hes not even sure he ever will make it to the fucking stage.

"You two have to stop with the humans that are not sure", a female voice is scolding the two shifters.

"You should stop acting like you own the place", Finn talks back. The harpie is looking very unimpressed at this.

"Im close to one of the owners, that is nearly owning the place", the Harpie reminds the two. Finn is showing his teeth in frustration.

"So let the human enjoy his evening, with out you." With that the two shifter are leaving not with out giving the harpy a pisst off look.

"If they cause you any trouble, just tell the bar tenders you want to talk to Valeria", Valeria is finally adressing the human.

"Thanks?", Graves says a bit unsure, but shes is smiling reashuring at him or atleast his thinks that, hes not that familar with harpie facial expresion.

"Stay away from these two, they go after people that are here for the first time only. Fucking losers you can do better, you're cute. Have fun in Minos Labyrinth", she says before walking away from him, leaving him behind blushing at the compliment. He looks around and goes to the bar, for now. He orders his first drink for the night, having a strike rule about how much he can drink.

"First time?", somebody is asking him and he sees another human standing next to him, having a green and a blue braclett.

"Eh, yeah" Graves wants to groan what a intelegent response. The man is looking him up and down.

"You can call me Mace", the man introduces himself.

"Phillip." They are talking for a while at the bar.

"Whats the blue one mean?", Graves asks having eyed it over and over again.

"VIP area acess." The answer feels like an its not the whole true, but Graves stays silent at it, instead looking past Mace at the VIP area his eyes stoping at the minotaur. Mace is folling his eyes, huffing amused.

"Trying to ride a bull? Ambishous one aren't you?" Graves blushes at this, not that that will ever happened.

"Not sure what creature Im into", Graves stammers out, his face heated, thats a lie but well porn and reality are diffrent.

"Price is a good choice, respectfull, good, has stamina." Graves looks back at Price.

"Did you?" Leaving the question open, bit to personal for somebody he just meet, getting a laught from Mace whos shaking his head.

"I like mine with more scales, but well you hear things when you are a regular." Graves nods at this looking at his phone for the time. Nearly 2 hours and he didnt really meet any one besides the two feline shifter, Valeria and now Mace.

"No, but you know the rumors about minotauers right?" Graves frowns at this slowly shaking his head.

"That some cant go back to a non minotaur dick." Graves gives him a sceptical look, that cant be true.

"I know one another regular, Shelby, exclusivly goes for bulls, says shes that well there a only few that can please her since she had Price for the first time."

"Your shitting with me right?" Graves asks still unsure.

"If you come back tomorrow I can intruduce you." Maze offers shrugging. Graves looks a bit unsure at him, before he nods slowly.

"When? I have a learn groupe for college on sunday, beasuse its the only tiem we all have time."

"Shelbys not here before midnight, give me your number." Graves slowly pulls out his phone being a bit unsure, but well he maybe gets intruduced to another regular, what would help. In the back of his mind the promise to his mother to go to church on Sunday is poping off, he pushes it down. He will just shortly talk with Shelby and then go to bed and will make it to church, its fine.

Mace is walking up to him and Price frowns at this. Mace smilles at him. Looking suspicously like he dont want to cause problems on behave of the dragon hes fucking.

"So the new guy I talked too", Mace starts leaning against Price table. Knowing that Price saw them talk.

"What about him?", Price asks staying neutral.

"Hes your type and he will be back tomorrow to talk with Shelby", Mace tells him grining smugly.

"Whys that?", Price trying to sound unintressted. That really good news, there has to be a down site.

"He says hes not sure but hes a bull rider, you just know sometimes. Like with people fucking dragons or demons, you just know." Mace shrugs while giving him an explanaition. "Dont you have the same feeling when somebody is intressted exclusivly in humans?"

"I guess, but its rare, most of us are not that picky when its not for children." Price agrees after he tought about it for a while.

"You should talk to him soon, when the rumors are spreading a new bull rider is in the club, many will try to get him for atleast a night." Price nods at this, his kind is all very intressed in a human wanting to fuck a minotaur and bull riders are rare. But the competion to be the first one is big and strong. Got he hates that Shelby only comes in on Saturdays, when its packed.

"Why are you telling me that?" Price asks being sure that Mace would not share a word about the new human.

"Because, I know that you are nice to the humans trying a bull for the first time. Phillip is from a small town and if he goes for a minotaur as his first creatur it should not be with a douche he finds on the dance floor."

Its been 3 weeks since Graves enterted Minos Labyrinth for the first time. Maze and Shelby are intressting company and fun to be around, they usally meet on Saturdays. His braclett is still yellow and him being around the two is really helping withe getting pushy creaturs to stay away from him. He also learned by now, that every VIP can give out a special braclett to humans, to mark them as a fuck buddy. Maze and Shelby constantly reasure him, that he absolutly could pull a VIP and Shelby ofert more then ones to meet her VIP patron John Price. Shelby also tells him a lot about how to prepare yourself to take a big creatur dick and that he absolutly needs to do this. She even order some toys for him to get used to it, he nearly died from shame when his roomate told him his package came.

"You should make out with people", Shelby babbels on her 6th drink already. Maze is shaking his head at this his face radiating a thats not the plan message the Graves dont understands.

"No, Maze hes here to meet sexy creatures and yet is always hanging out with us. Phillip needs expirience", Shelby is deffending her position.

"I want to be sure to go the next step, before I make out with them, I dont want to lead anyone on", Graves explains himself. Stupid because that's what the yellow braclet is there.

"You are a good church boy", Shely sighs theatralic.

"I wasnt in church for 3 weeks now, I never told my mother with church im going to or she would call the priest." Graves explains, having made up several church vistes with the weekly call to his mother. He fells bad about that, but he also never wanted to go to church and he and his sister are forced to by their parents. He thought she instantly would know he lied when he did it in a panic, but she didnt. Maybe its not that easy to pick it up on the phone for her.

"So a recovering church boy", Shelby jokes before pulling Graves on the dance floor with her. Mace is not the one for dancing and will watch their drinks, busy texting. Graves loves dacning atleast with Shelby and not the wirted middel and high school dances. Becoming one with the mass, moving a a giant blob, worth to get told by his mother this is a life of sin. Can it be sin if its fun? A big mintaur is moving through the mass on the floor, before he puts his big hands on Shelby, she smiles at him. Graves looks the creatur up and down, the sandy fur, the big horns, you probably can grip while having sex, with him. Hes wearing a suite, the jacket open and he can see several cigars in his shirt pocket. He says something into Shelbys ear, making her giggel, before answering him and punching his shoulder. Making the minotaur roll his eyes, at what ever she said. They dance some more, now with out the bull and well Graves is curios.

"Who was that?", he screams the question over the bass.

"Price, he asks if I can wait a bit longer for his masive cock." Graves blushes at this, Shelby really open with everything sex related.

"What do you told him?", Graves asks, trying ot get over his reaction.

"Go get her tiger." Graves laughts at this, feeling more question burning on his tounge, he can text her about it later, when he got them a bit better together. The dance floor is getting to full for their liking, making hteir way back to their table. Mace is having a scream onversation with a staff member. Shelby frowns at that.

"What hes doing here?", she says to herself and if they werent so close to eachother and the bass droping he would not have heared it. Mace nods towards them before he keep listening.

"Look, I know dragons dont like to share space with another, but Valeria got some rich russians to vistet." The staff explains.

"Yuri, you can tell him yourself, your a mighty witch and the owner. Our agreement is purely sexual", Mace points out. Graves and Shelby are now at the table.

"Yuri, you look worried." Shelaby greets him and Graves smiles at him.

"It would just really better if you could tell him." Yuri is looking desprate for Mace to do it.

"Why not sent someone else from staff?" Graces sips his drink trying to ignore what ever they are talking about.

"He barely tolareds being here and the staff, please, Mace, I will give you free drinks for the whole time the Russians are here."

"Well, I can tell him", Mace finally agrees. Saying no to free drinks, hes no idiot.

"So, you are the newbie that these two adopted, acording to staff. Im Yuri Volkov and one of the owners." Graves shakes Yuris hand, gets shocked, some traumaturic energy in the air, the witch smiles apologetic at him for that.

"Phillip Graves."

"Is Price free?", he asks Shelby how is sniggering getting a eye roll from Yuri.

"He's fucking somebody." Yuri nods at the answer before he disapears to go back to work.

Its Tuesday evening and Graves is laying on his bed, ready to ask Shelby somethings about minotaur fucking etiquette.

🪦: Shelby, can I ask some thinks about Minotaur sex? 🍑: Damm I own Mace 20 bucks 🍑: Sure ask me

🪦: Can you like grab their horns? 🍑: Depents on the bull better ask, but thay are good handels Grave blushes at this a littel bit. 🪦: Can thay really you know go as often as in pornos? 🍑: Depents, older can, if hes young likely not 🪦: Is it good? 🍑: Cant talk for anal, but my pussy loves a good minotaur dick 🍑: I can ask some man I know for you 🪦: Is Price a nice guy?

Shelby is grinning to herself, he may lose the bull rider part of the bet, but shes is abolutly right that he would try out Price rather early.

🍑: One of the best when you want to test a bull 🍑: But he strictly fuck green braclets 🍑: let me ask him something 🍑: Hey, so Phillip is asking about you 😏 🍑: You thing you can talk with him a bit Saturday? 💰: Sure inbetwenn fucks we can talk for a bit

🍑: You can talk Saturday is you want to 🪦: okey

Graves reads it again and again. He has the feeling getting to know a potential person, would help with his nerves. Its just a talk, what is the worst that could happen? Its knocking at his door and König it open it a bit, the nervous bear shifter smiles at him.

"Movie night is about to start", he tells him and Graves instantly rolls from the bed. his two roomates, König and Horangi opon learnign hes from a super religous family try to amke sure he watched as much movies as they could. If college workload is not crushing them atleast. He meet König in oriantation and they are in the same buisness classes. Horangi is a biologie major and tiger shifter.

"What do we watch this time?", Graves asks getting in the shared small living room wiht a kitchen.

"300", Horang answer, putting the popcorn in a bowl.

Price is looking at the last few messages with Shelby. His bet with Soap is working in his favour, not that this would be hard, because the mysterious werewolf was not back, likely somebody on a buisness trip. For the first time is comes to his mind, that this could bite him in the ass, that Phillip thinks he only does this because of a bet. Well thats a bridge to burn if they get their, not to forget he absolutly will fuck Phillip into the next day in the deluxe room if he wins.

💰: I have a bet with Soap going.

🍑: Oh god, why are you keep doing this? 🫠

💰: Its about if I get Phillip first or he the mysterious werewolf that visted 5 weeks ago

🍑: Why would you do that?

🍑: I told him youre nice, apparently youre an IDIOT 😫

💰: Yeah, I should tell him before we fuck right?

🍑: yes and better think about a way to make it sound good

💰: I wanted to say that I and a friend sometimes bet who gets their person of intresst first.

🍑: Hes a good church boy in recovery, John 🫠

💰: Not good?

🍑: Its fine, but he still could left you in a hard place 😏

💰: youre the worst

🍑: 🥰 thats why you fuck me

💰: also what do you mean with good church boy in recovery?

🍑: hes good a kneeling

��: 🙄

🍑: I will tell you in person and with a dick in me 🥵

Price shakes his head at this, Shelby is her typical self.

Graves and Shelby are sitting in the VIP are at Prices table. Waiting for the bull to sit with them. Graves is nervous and has the big desire to repent to a priest. He's gay and he wants to fuck a creature, in his mothers church thats a VIP tiket to hell. He shakes his head, if he would call the pastor he would absolutly tell his mother, so she rescue his soul.

"You good?", Shelby asks him, playing with her Magaritha glass.

"Yeah, just religous guilde" Shelby smiles at him, yeah, she had that too, when she came in the club for the first time. Religous private school, only made her very horny for demons and well look at her now. Being a paralegal for one of the bigest law firms in the city, having an amazing sex live and 3 cats.

"I attendet an all girls religous private school" Graves has the feeling his eye balls fall out of his skull at this. If Shelby was like shes now in school, she must have been in trouble quite a lot. Shes lauhging at this face.

"I know, not the school I would have choosen myself. Anyway I kissed a lot of girls and the teachers told me I will go to hell and on day I said fuck it Im done and said thats fine Satans dicks is probably amazing. They called my mothers work, she struggled not to laught" Graves laughs at this.

"So, when I got my job here and heared some college's talk about Minos Labyrinth I was like you. Nervous and not talking to all the hot creaturs I wanted to make out with, because its 'sinfull'. My first creature was a Mothman. I said fuck it, Im already mastrubating to them, lets get the real think. And now, Im here." Graves smiles at her its good to know that what he feels is normal.

"Would your priest call your mother to save your soul? If you told them something like this?" Shelby is laughing at this.

"My mothers only sent me to the school because it was the best in the region. Needed to get my unlce Nick to pretend to be my father to get me in. They are also sorry for doing it, its complicated but we are working on it, us living apart is helping alot." Graves feeling a lot better now and he absolutly wont talk to the pastor in his small hometown.

"My best friend would have posters of 'Sailors Death' hidden under his matress. His mother made him burn all of them when she found them, he only got punished for listening to Metal. I have no idea what they would do if they knew its because he is into sirens."

"At school one of the popular girls, like the really popular girls, asked me where to get creature dildos and I said depents. She wanted a Naga one and I got it for her, never bullied by her ever again."

"We watched monster porn one night because one friends parents were away for the weekend and forgot to delet the browser history. They send him to a religious camp over the summer and it only lead to him hiding it better from them." Shelby is lauhging at this, typical my parents caught me watch porn story.

"In college, we made a young christian woman cry, by asking her why hell is bad if satan is sexy." Graves is caughting at this his mother would also cry about this.

"Why did you do that?", Graves asks, Shelby is shrugging.

"She was a an judgmental Christian."

"Oh one of our teachers divorced her husband to marry a Naga. Left her ex with 3 kids in there late teens behind. Bigest scandel of the town."

"Good for her, getting two dicks for the price of one guy" Graves spits his beer out, laughing harder then he should at this.

Price is aproaching the table, haven enyoed his last company a bit more then planned. Shelby is saying something and Phillip is starting to laught at it. Hes beautiful, dimpels showning, Price dick is intresstet. They are just talking, no need to get hot and bothered, now.

"Whats so funny?", Price asks when he sits down.

"Oh we shared our religous upbringing", Shelby answers ah yes a very funny topic. Price dont dares to ask.

"John Price", he formely intruduces himself holding out his big hand.

"Phillip Graves." They shake hands, a smile still on Graves face.

"Shelby said you have some questions." Graves nods tacking a sip from the beer to get think about his first question. He dont want to show hes intressted in Price just yet so it needs to be more general questions.

"Is it true that you have infinite stamina?" Graves finally asks. Blushing, because what a first question, but god he needs to know.

"Well in comperison to a human infinte is probably true, but it has its limits. Also dont believe what you see in porn, especially if a number is in the titel. We can go multipel times a night, but not one after another, we need some breaks."

"How do you prepare, for a first minotaur dick?" Graves blushes a bit at this question.

"You should use plugs or with enouth time and lube its possible with out. I think they have special plugs for that." Shelby nods at the last part.

"Are the rumors true you cant go back from a bull?" Graves focuses on Price face.

"I would say thats true for the minority, most are having a size kink or a fetish" Price answers he rarly thinks about that. Now he wonders what Phillip is.

"Shelby mentioned you grow up religous, so were you raised with no sex before mariage?", Price asks Phillip, whos blushing at this.

"I kissed some girls because it was forbiden, not because I like them. One cryed because she thought kissing is how you get pregnant." Graves answert and Price is half hard. Not only could he be the first creature but the first ever. The cliche of minotaur and a virginity kink are sadly half true and hes forfilling it.

"Isnt that the werewolf, Soap is wagging his tail for?", Shelby asks absolutly picking up on how turned on Price is right now. Price look at the bar and hes pretty sure shes right, but to night Soap is not working.

"Whos Soap?", Graves asks curious.

"The wolfshifter bartender with the mowhawk." Graves makes a sound of reconition. Shelby gives Price a tell him look, but he absolutly will not now. He wants Graves to genuien choose him.

"Whats it 5 weeks since you saw him the first time?", Shelby asks looking at her phone.

"I thing Sunday is the begin of week 6." Shelby nods along at this tipping on the screeen.

"So, Philip what your'e doing?", Price asks wanting to get to know the human a bit better.

"Im in college getting a buisness degree. Its boring some times."

"Like the material or the leasons?" Graves is thinking about it.

"Mix of both." Price nods his head.

"Full moon", Shelby is interupting them. Price needs a few secounds to but this information into context.

"Arent werewolfs like extra horny at full moon?", Graves asks.

"The only time they are more horny is if they didnt fuck while full moon." Price confirms, makes sence now why they dont see him here often.

"Next is in 2 weeks and one day", Shelby brings up the bet again, giving Price a pointed look. Price rolls his eyes he understands he need to tell Phillip, but not know. Graves is looking inbetween them picking up on them having a silent conversation.

"Whys that important?", Graves asks confused.

"Soap and I have a bet who is getting his curent person of intresst first. His is the mystery werewolf." Price answers giving Sheby a satecfied look. Graves empties his beer so who is Price person of intresst then.

"Whats the price?", Shelby asks chuckeling a bit.

"The loser has to pay for the winners stay in one of the luxury bedrooms." Shelby look impresst at this.

"Oh right VIPs can fuck in the club", Graves says, he could not ask about that yet also well hes uncomfortable to have his first time in a club. Price picks up on the human not really liking this fact. So he needs to take him home then. Hes to old to fuck in some college kids apartment.

"How do you get VIP?", Graves asks because why not.

"50k a month if you want to be a permanent VIP, with room and such and i think its 10k for one night plus the standart fine for the room if you want to use one. Honestly Yuri and Diego make most of their money from the permanent VIPs." Graves raises his eyebrows at this Price must be quite rich. So what is he doing for work.

"50k, is this with a cleaning fee, because you know, human anatomie and creatur ehh cum production are not that compatible?" Shelby asks she never thought about this before.

"Cleaning, replacing of suplies and sheets, some upgrades that cost extra are in there and that the room is available the whole night exclusivly." Price recalls, he did the math and becoming an permanet VIP is cheaper then to pay the 10k for VIP plus the money for the room is cheeper for him with how often hes here.

"Upgrades?" Price smiles, fuck Phillip is so inoccent.

"Mhm, sex toys and stuff like that", Shelby explains, making Graves blush. His own dirty thoughts and internet serches haunting him. Price is fully hard when Phillip is smilling at him, looking so shy but probably being anything but shy when he's more expirinced.

Graves looks it his work sheet usally, he loves the lectures of Proffesor Linda Laswell, but not today. Thoughts about Price plaguing him. He wants to, he wants so badly, but maybe going for such a high drive creature is unwise. Hes so distracted that he dont even notices that class is over.

"Mr. Graves, dont you have a class to get to?", his teacher is asking him. He looks up from he still empty piece of paper and blushes a bit.

"Yes", he says while quickly packing his bag. Shit hes not even sure what IS his next class.

"Youre okey Mr. Graves? Some of your other lectures also noticed your not that pressent this week." She has a warm simle on her face and sounds like she really cares.

"Just some personal stuff on my mind", Graves answers truthfully. Silently praying she dont wants details.

"You know my office hours if you need somebody to talk." Graves smiles back to her, of course he knows.

"Of curse Professor Laswell, thank you." He can absolutly not tell her about this. With that his hurrying out of class, pulling his time tabel up and he has some free time and then math, lucky him, he cant day dream in this lecture. He uses his free time to think about what he wants, also setting an alarm so he dont miss his next lecture. He nearly made a list, to make sence of whats going on his brain right now, but somebody from class wanting to ask him about class and seeing him trying ot figure out he wants to fuck a minotaur. Deffently memorable incident but not in a good way.

"You looked worried, maybe god can help you?", a voice is saying to him. He looks at a young woman and god can deffenetly not help him.

"No, god can not help me", Graves dimisses her politely. She frowns at that, clearly thinking what to say next.

"Well there is something in the bible that can help you Im sure." Graves nearly laughts at this, the bibel can absolutly not help him.

"Did you even read the bibel?", she says in a tone that reminds him to much of his mother.

"Yes" He gives her his best fake smile.

"You sure?" He rolls his eyes at her accusatory tone. He has no time and nerves to play whos the better christian with her. He will have to give her a Shelby answer.

"Because if you read it there would be a solution for your problem." He will not throw anything at her, just leave and be polite.

"There IS no solution for my problem, please talk about this with somebody that cares."

"Maybe you say that so you can be a sinner." Oh god, that is right out of his mothers text book.

"To say it like a friend of my, if sin bad why Satan sexy and now please leave me alone." Her mouth drops open and Graves uses the time to get away from her. What does she even mean with maybe god can help you, who even says that to a stranger? He still has so much time left till next class.

Graves should have know that something was of with the woman, but he didnt think about it much because hes bussy thinking about riding a bull. The consequences of his actions are coming with a call from his mother.

"Hey Mom", he greats her not asuming anything.

"Phillip Erik Graves, you will move back home imitatly." Graves blinks a few times at this. Hes in deep shit shes using his full government name, that means he comided a cardinal sin.

"Why?", he asks her because thats a bit out of the blue.

"Why? Why? Young man you know exactly why." His mother sounds as if shes talking herself in a rage. Did she figure out hes not going to church? Did she learn WHY hes not going to church.

"Is it because I was to busy with learning to go to church?", he aks because what else could make her that angry? Knowig if she didnt know that he made things worse for himself.

"YOU WHAT!?!" He has to holt his phone away from his ear because shes screaming, König and Horangi can probably hear them with their advanced senses.

"I was really busy to get good grades so I can get home faster?", he trys to calm her down, but hes doing a shitty job.

"Well thats not need anymore because you're coming home and you will have daily talks with Father Davies to get all the bad influens and sin out of you. With what for people are you assosiating we have to do a lot of work to save your soul." It clicks in Graves brain oh, that happend.

"Mom did you sent a woman to spy on me?", he asks her.

"Yes, because Jesus told your soul needs to be saved. And Lilly was so nice to help me when I ask for help." Graves mouth drops open, his mom most have some sort of episode.

"So you're angry becase I said is sin bad why Satan so sexy?" Graves asks in disbelieve, this is so stupid.

"Satan is tempting you and I need to save your soul." It sounds as if she is at the verge of tears.

"Mom, I said that because I wanted her to leave me alone, I dont think that and I heared somebody in class say that. I dont even know that person." He needs to calm her down when he dont want a call from his father and his sisters. Well maybe some demons are sexy, but this is not a can of worms his mom needs to know exists.

"You need to come home, the city is making you into a sinner." She is crying now.

"Mom, its 2 weeks till Spring break and I will come home for a viste okey. Its going to be okey." Her crying is becoming worse.

"No you cant stay there its to sinfull." His mother pleats inbetween sobs.

"Mom, Mom I need you to take some deep breaths for me." He hears some hick ups inbetween the breaths. Her breaths are getting more controlled and he again try to reasure her.

"Im coming home for break and its gonna be okey Mom. I apreached that you worried about my well being, but Im fine, I will be in Church on Sunday I promise." Well now he has to, because he gave his mother a panic attack. He feels horrible, but hes also concernt for her health what does she mean Jesus told her?

"Okey, Philly I would really love if you would tell me the church name I need to know if its a good church."

"It is a good church, mom." His mother would disagree with that, but well not her buisness.

"Okey, Im really glad to hear that." She does sound a lot more calm by now.

"I will call soon, love you" Graves ends the call.

"Love you too Philly." With that the calls end. The door to his room is opening and Horangi is looking in.

"Your paket came, also ehh is your mom okey?", he asks a bit arkward.

"Well thats depatable." What are his chances that his new sex toy order arrives the same day his mom tells him that Jesus tells her his soul needs saving.

"That sounds rough. Hope she gets better?" Horangi sounds unsure, but its also clear that he probably over heared some of the call, with his room right next to him. Also his mother sends people to spy on him. This is really concerning and somebody must encurage this behaivor.

"I hope she dont has to get better." Graves is answering, worried exprecion on his face. Things at home dont look so good. This is complicating thinks for him. The gamble of not fucking Price before he hes home is dangrous because his mother will pick up on it and more importantly will not let go of the topic on the other side if they fuck he could also not keep that secret from her. Fuck it he cant keep living to his mother wishes, hes already breaking a lot of her rules what does sex before marrige even matter at this point.

🪦: Hey can you give me Price number?

🍑: OMG its happening, go get the dick 🥳

🪦: shut it 🙄

🍑: 213-555-4679

🍑: oh dont have any plans for the next day 😏

🪦: thanks, love you

🪦: Hey, its Phillip i asked Shelby for your number if thats okey

Price is starring at his phone now the party gif that Shelby send him makes sence

💰: Hello Phillip what a pleasent suprise

🪦: if you're up to it, we could fuck

Graves growns at this, that sounds horrible, but he also didnt want to overthink this to much

💰: Im up to it, you're always in the club on Saturday right? What about next week?

🪦: Next week sounds good

💰: See you at Minos Labyrinth then

Well thats unexpected, but Price is not that suprised Phillip asked very specific questions about Minotaur. Hes gonna win the bet too.

Graves sits on his bed while Shelby is rumaging throw his clothes.

"Dont think it really matters that much what i wear it ends up on the floor anyway", Graves points out. She looking for a shirt for 10 minutes already.

"Its like unwrapping a nice present Phillip", she explains to him.

"I see." Graves does not get her point, but a black dress shirt is flowing his way.

"Do you have like non church ties?", she ask holding up a bunch. Feels fucking wrong to let Phillip wear one.

"A tie? You sure?" Graves ask and she put all of them back in. Instead a cowboy hat is flying towards him.

"No."

"Yes." She sounds so gleeful.

"No"

"But you can get railed with just the hat an like a rodeo cowboy." He dont need to see her face to know shes wiggeling her eyebrows at him and has a pleased grin on her face for that sentence. If Horangi and König would be home he would have died by now.

"No. I bring you one back from my trip home so you can do that."

"Deal." With that shes throwing a pair of boxers towards him and the jeans he wore at his first time in the club.

"Go showering and then dressed in case we have to change something." She orders him around again looking at the ties. Price will love it. She picks out a green one first but then desites to pick a dark red one.

"You're not going to church anymore." She says in the room giggeling.

Phillip is back after 30 minutes taking his time to get clean and for his nerves. All black is looking good on him. Shelby sits on his bed his cowboy hat on being on her phone. He picks it up and puts it back in the closet. She holding out a red tie and he puts it on.

"Perfect." Sheby signs off her work.

They leave the building 15 minutes later, going down to the subway when Graves thinks he sees Lilly from the corner of his eye. He must be mistaken, at least he hopes so because Shelby wears a black mini skirt and a dark purple crop top, her brown hair in a braid but she's wearing a chocker and her dark green bracelet. In all she does not look like a god Christian girl. He just have to hope he's mistaken. It's just a 20 minute subway ride and they meet Mace on the platform. They talked for a bit and this time he's sure he saw Lilly on the platform. Oh well, he's fucked, but also if Shelby is not exaggerating he's fucked in a mind blowing why.

"Yuri looks so worried", Shelby comments while they walk up the stairs.

"One of Valerias guest is also a dragon of course he's worried. Would be dumb if he wasn't."

"Why is that a problem?" Graves asks, he looked it up but did not found a agreed upon answer on dragons being solitary or not.

"Male dragons don't like another males of the same status in their territory not to forget Yuris father is also a problem." Mace answers Graves thinks about it. He dont think besides Victor he ever saw another dragon in Minos Labyrinth.

"So Victor is like the Alpha dragon in the area?", he asks for a lack of better terms.

"Yes, sometimes younger dragons are visiting but it rare." Mace confirms.

"So the other dragon is also an Alpha?" Shelby asks otherwise Yuri would not give out free drinks.

"Yeah and they hate each other. He chewed Valeria out over it not to forget its extra shitty because of Yuris father. Minos is not that well liked by dragons because of it."

"What's the problem with his father?", Graves asks curious.

"You know before humans and creatures coexisted, when human would hunt creatures? Yuris father was a dragon slayer and they can sense it in his blood somehow." Graves nods at this that makes a lot of sense.

"You know Yuri quite well." It's just an observation Graves made over the weeks.

"Yuri looks after people like us, makes sure our agreement is by choice and stuff." Shelby explains with a smile. They reached the door.

"3 greens, also Bruce how's your mom?" Shelby says all three them holding out the right arm.

"Shes keeping the nurses on her feet, since she woke up after her operation. She will make a full recovery." Bruce answers while putting the braclets on. They walk in and it's already packed. They squeeze themselves to the VIP area and spot the reason popular Vampire DJ Nikolai is in house to night. They sit down at Victors table, Graves only saw the dragon ones, so it's Mace table in his brain.

"Isn't it a waste of Victor's money to be VIP and rarely be here?", Graves screams over the bass.

"He knows I'm here and use it, not to forget he has 2 other humans that come on other days. He's in finances so he probably has like a monthly calculation if he should stop." Maze screams back. A server is aproaching them.

"You three want something to drink?", she asks and all three are ordering. Shelby has an Magarita, Mace Whisky on the rocks and Graves a Caipirinha.

"You think today there some decent people in the house?", Mace asks Shelby, because they both can't fuck their creature of choice to night.

"Hard to tell. I honestly think to night are a lot of humans here. Nik is not that popular with creatures. So most that are here are likely creeps. With Price being busy with Phillip don't know" Shelby answers. Mace makes a displeased sound at this. He really hates when Victor is busy with work for that long.

They sit for a while and Graves can't vibe with the music tonight. It feels to disorganised for him to enjoy. Valeria is walking towards them and she looks sinfull. A beautiful blue lace dress in her covering only the important areas. She sits down with them, eyeing Graves green bracelet.

"Bull rider huh?", she asks him knowing Victor won't be here for atleast a week. Graves blushes but nods.

"Deffently better then the two losers. You heared that Rodolfo Parra will be here soon?" Valeria starts the conversation.

"When?", Shelby asks intressted.

"A month, but its a creature only night, because of what sirens do with humans. Just like Nik is causing a mostly human night." Valeria explains with a smile.

"Don't worry if you have VIP access human can also come but you need special headphones to not get bewitched. We love Rudy but he cant eat guests bad for the buisness. Yuri will ask if you want to attend that night."

"Thats the front singer of Sailors Death right?", Graves asks the harpies who's nodding at this.

"Yes the one and only. His solo music is very popular with creatures and I dont think that known by humans. He does vocals with some DJs and well it's bewitching to listen too." Valeria jokes. They talk for some time till Price is aproaching the table. Graves heart skips a beat, talking with Valeria took his nerves off but they are fully back when he sees the big figure. Doubt is filling him, but it's to late now. Shelby gives him a thumps up and Mace gives him an encouraging nod while he emptys his drink.

"Valeria, sharing club acts again that Yuri wants to keep under the wrap for some time?" Price asks to give the human some time to finish his drink.

"Yes, but only with my favourite humans" She smiles proudly at this, making Yuris life a bit more complicated is ine of her favourite activities. Getting a huff from Price. Graves gets up Shelby wispering something in his ear and he nods at her. Price looks the human over he looks amazing in all black and a tie? Oh that must be Shelbys work. Hes going to fuck the human into the next day. He leads Phillip towards the rooms, so they can talk with out this ear destroying music playing. Everythink ready at his place, the night planned out for him already.

He lets Graves in one of the empty rooms and the the bass is turning into a utz utz in the background the only reminded they are still in the club. Graves looks nervously at him.

"Just some things I want to talk with you first. Then we get out of here." Graves eye brows shoot up at this.

"Out of here?" The human asks, his body relaxing at this.

"A first time deserves better then this club. Its just for tonight." Graves nods his heart skipping a beat at for tonight. A chance of doing this again.

"You in for a long night Phillip, your my only person for to night and we won't stop till I'm satisfied. To not make you in a overstimulated mess, I will use some toys, so you can relax in between orgasm. That don't means you're not pleasing me it's for your wellbeing." Price explains and Graves nods along.

"If you can't go anymore I want you to say red, if you need a break yellow and if you want me to keep going its green, please use this I will not hold at against you. I want you to also have fun."

"Red stop, yellow break and green go", Graves repeats to show he understands.

"Good, so let's get out of here, I won't fuck you to what ever Nikolai thinks is music."

The drive to Price home is 20 minutes. Graves is bouncing his legs the whole drive. While Price looks at him as if he's a a meal he waited a long time to devour. They are in the elevator going up and up to the penthouse. So Price is very rich Graves thinks while getting out of his shoes looking at the interior. Price leads him to the livingroom couch befor ehe walks to the mini bar.

"Just water", Graves says he wants to be sober for this. Price has a whisky.

"So you looked into minotaur sex, I assume?" Price asks.

"I guess my best surce is Shelby, but I found some research on it to. And I eh... watched some porn." Graves admits blushing a bit.

"Well hope you don't expect anything from the porn." Price more jokes, the blush on the human getting stronger.

"Only a fat cock", Graves says deeply embarrassed but sure that is what he wants.

"I can offer that." Price chuckels, he was right the shyness is only because Graves is inexperienced. Graves looks the Minotaur up and down and fuck are his thights big and he wants to ride them. He get up and sits on the other lap and takes a sip from Price drink just for the fun of it. They kiss and its different to kissing a human, but also the same. They make out for a while when Price picks the human up to carry him in th bedroom. Graves gasp at this fuck this is so hot he by no means is a light weight, he works out 3 to 4 times a week, but compared to a Minotaur he's a twink. It turns him on so much, going from half hard to fully hard the short way to the bedroom. Graves bounces on the matress when hes dropped on it. Price grabs his tie and makes him look up, the Minotaurs nostrils are flared his gaze hungry and ready to take the human.

"Strip", Price order because he's not opening all this tiny buttons. Graves does with out thinking opening the buttons as quickly he can with sweaty palms. Price gaze grows hungrier with desire the human looks good. Hes loosening the tie shrugging the shirt of his shoulders. Hard to imagin Phillip never did this before. Price pulls the tie off while the human with struggeling to open the belt. The tie will be a good blindfold later. He puts it down in the bed while opening his own shirt. Graves watches him his own hands are stoping while Price is revealing his muscular body. Graves pushes his pants down and gets out his socks while Price is letting his shirt slip on the floor. Muscular shoulders and biceps as big as his human thights, Graves dick twitches at this. Price steps closer to the bed, making the human swallow. The minotaur hooks two fingers under the waste band of his boxer shorts, pulling the last piece of fabric of the human himself. The human is gasping at this his cock springing free and the tip covered in precum. They look at each other and with slightly shaking hands Graves opens Prices belt, who's huffing amsued at this. He simply pushes the human on the bed, oh he will have fun to night. Price strokes the humans cock a few times getting a moan out of him.

Graves is panting a pink flush over most of his body, looking at Price with big eyes. The longer Price is looking the more nervous he gets, finally Price is getting out of his pants and the bulge in his boxers is gigantic. Shit this will never fit in him right? Price is walking to a nightstand fishing a bottel of lube out of it. Pulling Graves on his lap to kiss him again, the humans arms holding on to his shoulders. While they make out and he feels the human hands roam all over his body he's sticking up a finger to get the human ready.

"Did you prepare yourself Phil?" Price asks feeling how easy he can push in his first finger.

"Yes." Graves answers hiding his face unbeknownst to him in the pheromon glands on Price neck.

"Such a good boy." Price praises him care fully pushing a secound one in. Graves is panting his face still hidden in the crock of Price neck, to self conscious with his face expression to move his head. Breathing in a heavy dose of Minotaur sex pheromones.

"John", Graves moans when Price is brushing his prostate. Rocking his hips against the finger to get the feeling again causing his dick to rub along the soft fur covering Price abs. It's a bit tickling making him squirm. Price pushes a third finger in, god he already feels so full. The pheromones making Graves feeling light in the head, every littel stimulation feeling heavenly, a pleasant feeling spreading through his body. Why did he ever wanted to wait with sex if its this good? Fucking himself against the three fingers enjoying himself. Price of course notices how strongly Phillip is reacting to his pheromones, knowing he needs to be careful to not hurt the human. He slaps the humans ass to make him stop moving so he can finish the preparation getting a long moan from the human and something warm is hitting his fur. Graves is melting against him panting.

"Color?" Price checks in carefully moving his fingers to stretch the human. Graves needs a while to answer getting down from his high

"Green." With that Price is pulling his fingers out and putting Graves on the bed. Graves notices the big wet spot on Price boxers and fur, but it easily forgotten when he pulls them down and, reveals his massive dick. He puts his hand around it and notices the gap between his thumb and his fingers. Graves stocks it, feeling the thick rings behind the tip.

"You sure it will fit?" Graves asks timid, looking up at Price, who's ruffeling his hair.

"With no problem." Price reasures him, enjoying the exploratory moves of the human. He had humans that struggled to fit more then his tip, but Phillip is deffently not one of them. Graves uses his other hand to play with Price balls.

"Turn around Phillip", Price orders after a while, as much he like what Graves can do with his hands he rather, stuffs the human full now. Graves does so, staying close the the beds edge. Getting down, using his hands to spread his ass cheeks apart, showing Price his slicked up hole. Big hands are placed on his waist and Price is rubbing his dick over Graves hole.

"John", Graves complains at this, he feels empty. John pushes in, going halfway in one shift motion. Graves moans at this, putting the hands in front of him. Price pulls back, till only the tip is in, before slowly pushing back in, getting long moan out of the human. He repeats this several times going deeper with each trust.

"Faster", Graves moans his request, but Price is not changing his pace, enjoying the slow movement. When he's bottomed out he enjoys the feeling for a while. Graves feels droll run down his chin, he's so full, it's so good, but he's sure when Price would finally get on with it, it would be even better. He rocks his hips again back and forth hearing the huff Price is making. The hands wander down to his hips and the grip is getting stronger.

"Impatient" Price scolds him, before he starts building a rythem up. Every trust he rubs along Graves prostate and fucks the nicest sounds out of the human.

"Yees, ahh John", Graves moans being fully hard again. Pleasure buzzing through his whole body. With every trust in the willing human Price pulling his hips to meet his movement, getting high pitched sound as a reward. Price slows done for a moment, using one big hand to press Graves chest on to the bed, making him bow his back beautifully, making every trust go deeper. Fingers clawing at the sheets and his legs are trambeling, droll running down his chin, panting like a bitch in heat, Graves is lost in pleasure and he loves it. Price is a force of nature behind him, not stopping probably wiring some parts in his brain new, with the amount of pleasure flodding his body. His next orgasm is so close, just a littel bit more.

Price knows that Phillip had another orgasm when he again goes quite limb, the only reason his hips are still up is Price moving them. He pulls out, giving the human some time to enjoy the feeling. Price prepares an fleshlight to keep going and still give Phillip will be a crying mess soon enough. He moves the human a bit further up the bed, seeing his half litted eyes and his still blissed out expresion on his face. Covering his nacked body, with a blanket so he dont gets cold.

"Phil", Price ask after a while, fucking the toy the way he fucked the human. Geting an incohirend sound as answer, Phillip clearly not fully back yet.

"John?", Graves asks, looking at a pillow, his limbs still feeling like jello, the blanket, feeling to heavy against his skin. A hand is running down his back, whys John not next to him. He turns on his back, and is able to sit up, the blanket covering only his legs now. His heart drops a bit, John is fucking in a sex toy, still going as if he didnt fucked him into another plain of existens. What he got told in the club is echo trough his mind, that this would go till Price is satesfied and it dont looks like hes there yet. He watches for a while, cooling down but he also feels useless. He moves towards the bull, whos opening one eye before he slows down.

"Controll over your limbs back?", Price asks and Graves crawls into Price lap instead of a verbal answer. The minotaur moves him a bit around, now the fleshlight inbetwen the humans thights, and Price ruds in to it, his hand roaming over soft skin. Playing with the humans nippels getting some sighs out the human. Scratching over abs, making him shiver and squirm. Kisses along his schoulders and neck, slowly getting Graves hard again.

"Color?", Price aks him, when he noties it.

"Green" No hessitation and Price picks up the tie. Putting the fabric over phillips eyes.

"That okey?" He asks not wanting to over step.

"Yes."

"You can take it off when ever you one." Price tells the human, before he pulls out the toy. putting it asite and moving Graves legs to his pleasing. Graves groans, when Price is fingering him again, spreading more lube making sure the human is still slick.

"Sore?", Price asks the human.

"No." With this answer his slowly lowering Phillip on to his dick. A long pleased moan coming from the human. He considers that he already fucked him pretty rough, so he moves the humans hip up and down in a slow movement. The sweet sounds are filling the room again enjoying the slow rythm just as much as Price. He rolls his hips everytime, Price is botoming out, moaning everytime Price is rubing over his prostate. Its so sensual slowly making Phillip fully hard for a third time and slowly pushing Price towards his orgasm. He will make an absolute mess, holding back the whole week for tonight. Filling up the human, fucking his cum in and out of him.

"Want keep going like this or switch it up?", he asks wantinghis own orgasm and the position is not the best.

"Switch it up." Price keeps going while thinking how he wants to finish this. When hes desided his pulls Graves of him.

"Put your arms over your head" Graves does as hes told his knees pushed to his sides. Price fucks him slow and deep.

"Not really a switch up", Graves observation is cut off by moaning when something wet is touching one of is nippel. Price using his mouth to play with Graves nippel while keeping the slow deep pace to get closer to his own orgasm. Graves is moving his hands, using Price horns to keep his head down. Price uses one of his arms pin Graves over his head. Picking up the movement of his hip.

"Yeah, give it to me hard", Graves agress on the increasing spead and force. Not knowing what he's asking for.

"You sure?", Price asks for confirmation, because he wont stop till he filled the human up.

"Yes, hard, fast and dirty", Graves confirms, hes not seeing the grin on Price face. Hands are closing around Graves thights, while Price is now searching for the perfet ancel to give the human what he wants. Hitting his prostate dead on, making Graves bow his back and moan like a whore. From there the pace is picking up, harder faster, till Graves back is slidding over the sheets.

Harder, faster, till the bed is slamming against the wall

Harder faster, till Graves starts to whine from the over stimulation.

"John, John", the human loud moans echoing through the room. Price pick the pace up even more, when tears start to darken the tie.

"Ahh", the human screams a sad sqirt of cum getting out of him, because Price fucked him dry already. Price keeps going, now only intressed in his own orgasm. Folding Graves in half, so hes now going fast, hard and deep, asulting Phillips prostate. Tears now running down Graves face, and Price puts even more force into every trust.

"John, please", Graves whines, its getting to much to handel for him. Price keeps going, having the perfect rythm now, fast, hard, deep, the best whines he ever heared filling his ears and the tears, Phillip is perfect.

"Fuck, John." Graves, cant take it anymore, it feels like every nerve in his body is on fire.

"God, John fill me up already", Graves begs and then he feels himself spasm around Proce dick as hes having a dry orgasm. Price keeps going, finally reaching his own orgasm.

"John, please, please", Graves sobs and Price dick is exploding. He keeps trusting, the first cum already floding out of Graves, while he fucks the rest into the human. Finally Price stops moving and big tears are runnig down Graves face, that the human dont even fells. Graves whinnes when Price is pulling out, everything to sensible. Price leaves the human alone, filling in a bath, to get the human clean and help his arching muscels to relax. Price walks back in his bed room, revomeving the tie from Graves eyes, teary unfocused eyes looking at him. Cum leacking out of Graves hole, who clearly dissociating from the overstimulation. He picks a shirt out of his dresser, putting it on the washing table and getting out a big fluffy towl. Quickly showering himself, to get the cum out of his fur. When the tub is filled to two third, he turn the water off, making sure its luke warm, before he carefully picks Graves up from the bed. The human cold to touch, the tears have stopped, but still not present again. He carefully, puts the human in the tub, letting him warm up before he cleans the cum, lube and sweat from the humans skin.

"Phil?", he asks getting the human to look at him.

"Im going to wash you face okey." Graves nods slowly at this. wishing the tears away. He lets Graves sit a littel longer in the water.

"Can you stand?", Price ask him and Graves nods hesitant. He lifts the human out of the water, sitting him down on the edge of the tub. Helping him to stand up and then wraps the big towl around the body. He quickly gets the human dry, being careful with senstive areas.

"Hands over your head." Graves follows the order and Price puts one of his shirts on him, it looks more like a dress, but hes dressed now.

"Just wait here for a moment." With that Price is doing a quick change of the dirty sheets, putting another big towl on the site Graves will sleep, because theres no way he sents him home like this and get another pair of sheets covered with a mix of cum and lube. He brings the human back, tugging him in. putting the sheets into the wasching mashien and leting the water out of the tupe, brushing his teeth and putting on some clothes on, before he also lays down. When he turns the light off Phillip is already asleep.

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58 / 2.2k / shapeshifter familiars 141 tormenting witch reader for Halloween c:

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You hum a song to yourself as you pull herbs from your garden and pile them into the crook of your arm. The sun sets rosy this evening; the sky is clear and the moon will be new.

You turn to go in, brushing off your black skirts with your free hand. But a familiar face darken your doorway. Nobody was there a moment ago. Your serene face falls into a sour frown.

"Soap."

Soap gives you a cocky grin. He hasn't lost that insufferable arrogance. "Evenin', witch."

You approach him with your herbs in tow. "What sad state of affairs brings you to my doorstep?"

"Aw, no warm welcome for your favorite scoundrel?"

"I favor you more as a crow."

"Handsome in all my forms, then."

You stop in front of him. It's clear you're going to have to wait for him to move or else squeeze past him. You plant your feet and wait, squaring your sight with his. "Where are the other two?"

Soap plucks one of the flowering herbs with his fingers to inspect it, then twirls it between his fingers. "About somewhere, likely causing the usual mayhem. They'll be right on my heels."

Your frown deepens. This is the fourth impossible quest you've sent them on. And they keep coming back. "Did you fetch what I asked?"

Soap raises an eyebrow as he moves closer to you, his eyes fixed on yours. He raises the plucked flower to his lips. There's an edge of challenge in his voice as he answers. "We did indeed." He gently sets the flower back on top of the pile. The he pulls out a small vial and dangles it in front of you. "And a little extra somethin' for you."

You reach for the vial only for him to pull it back.

Soap's smirk widens. "Pay up first."

Cold irritation spikes through you. You know just how he'd prefer to be paid. You shoulder past him and into your cottage with a scowl.

Soap, of course, follows you in, saunters through your front door, and kicks it shut behind him. He's not the least bit deterred by your annoyance. In fact, he quite likes it. He runs his fingers along the various bottles and implements on the shelves with idle interest. "Oh, come now. You ought to be glad we're back."

You cast your herbs into a basket near the sink. Then you stand at your scrying table, flensing knife in hand, and carve a niche into your palm. The pain is nothing. Not even when you squeeze your hand into a fist to force more blood out. It drips into the wooden bowl underneath.

Payment is payment.

Soap's breath hitches. He's watching you with keen interest. He likes watching you work, your precise, calculated movements and your confident touch with the knife.

The sight of your fresh blood only makes his smirk wider. He takes a step closer behind you to get a better view. "There are easier ways to pay your dues," he says. His hands come around to rest on the countertop on either side of you. "More pleasurable ways. Other, ah, fluids with which to slake thirst."

"Keep your distance, shapeshifter," you tell him. "Or you get nothing."

Soap rests his chin on your shoulder. The touch is far too familiar. His fingers twitch with anticipation, as if the blood on your hand tempts him forward. He's always been a touch perverse, anyway, about you wounding yourself to feed him. This is all your fault isn't it? Sending them quest after impossible quest. They only demand payment because you insist upon such extremes, naively thinking it will kill them.

"You think you have enough blood for all of us? There's an easier way. Just think," Soap murmurs in your ear. "My lips on your neck. My fingers inside you."

His words sends heat unbidden into your core. Unnaturally so. Immediately, your eyes flash, and an unseen force pushes him away from you.

Soap stumbles backwards from you, his body slamming into the nearby shelf. His shoulders heave, and he breathes heavier. Still smirking, but also looking a little more interested.

You see it in his eyes, what he doesn't say or acknowledge: he likes when you push back. He craves it. He likes to see you assert yourself.

"No need to be so inhospitable." That insufferable grin, cocky and smug again. "Just thought you might want to save your bleeding for more important things."

You ignore this. He takes a seat in your chair, and you resume your work. Another cut. Something brushes at your ankles--something purring and black.

"Gaz."

He purrs, deceptively soft and sweet as he twines around your feet. More blood from your palm hits the bowl. Gaz's nose twitches. He turns his intense cat-gaze upward to watch you from the ground. You ignore it.

Gaz is a more patient man than Soap. He knows exactly what effect Soap's words had on you. He can smell your response on the air, and it entices him. But he knows not to press.

Still, after a stretch of silence watching your blood pool, Gaz grates out a low meow as a bid for your attention. Then he jumps up onto the counter and pushes his kitty face into the blood bowl.

Soap clicks his tongue. "Jealous."

You push Gaz away just as his whiskers start to tremble. "Stop that."

Gaz gives a dissatisfied meow. He sits back on his haunches. With a glare, he licks one of his paws in distaste for your scolding.

You deposit him on the floor. Then you get back to work. Quickly, as you hear the distant call of a screech owl. Gaz saunters away with a languid stretch of his back legs.

The owl's cry echoes again. Louder now. And in reply, a dog outside your window howls.

Your heart thumps. Faster, you bid yourself. You dig your fingertips into the gash in your palm just to draw out thicker clots. Faster. No, there's no time. Casting the flensing knife aside with a clatter, you take the bowl in your uninjured hand and turn, hurrying to stand in the doorway. Two of them inside is enough. You don't want any more in your home. No more. It's all you can do to protect your home from what you brought upon yourself.

The dog howls again. Right outside. Then there's the sound of animal shifting to man, and an enormous shadow darkens your doorway before you can reach it. Ghost. He fills the door frame, towering over you and blocking your path. He's so tall and broad that, deliberate or not, every move feels like a challenge to your authority over him. He's on your side, you remind yourself. His size makes him a formidable ally. And a devastating foe, when he wants to be. He's looking at you like he's contemplating being just that.

He doesn't need to announce why he's here, and he doesn't need to say anything else. He's come for payment just as Soap and Gaz have. He'll take it from you one way or another.

Ghost's expression remains inscrutable. But he burns with an emotion you sense and he carefully hides.

"What's the hurry?" The words are low and gravelly.

You stare up at him as you force your nerves to steady. "Must you transgress into my home?"

Ghost's broad shoulders bunch beneath his tattered cloak. His dark eyes take in the scene before him, the way Gaz and Soap make themselves too comfortable in your home. Then they flicker down to the blood. He doesn't have much patience for these games of push and pull. "You expect us to drink from a bowl? Like swine at a trough?"

You cock your head. "Shall I fetch you all soup spoons?"

Ghost's scowl deepens. "Smartass witch. Be grateful we've been lenient with you."

"Have you?"

It's either amusement or contempt that flashes across Ghost's face. You're not sure which. "Do you need me to demonstrate what it means to not be lenient?" He shifts his weight, his shadow stretching and darkening the room around him. "With your insults and feeble scraps?"

"Payment is payment. Whether or not the blood comes in a bowl shouldn't matter. The source is the same."

He doesn't appreciate mind games. And he definitely doesn't appreciate when you, his witch, are the one playing them. You shouldn't play with him when he's already on edge. "Spoken like a woman who's never known how to starve." He strides closer. The sound of the floor shifts under his weight. He only stops when he's close enough to make you feel like the walls are closing in on you. He reaches forward, and with his forefinger, wipes one of the droplets from the rim of the bowl. He brings it to his lips and licks it off his finger. "The blood doesn't matter."

"The blood doesn't matter?" you echo, doubtful. "That doesn’t seem to be the case."

Ghost's eyes flicker with something. Hunger. "No," he murmurs. "You could fill the bowl with anyone's blood. It's you that makes the difference. You spill it. You offer it. That vulnerability is… personal. Better than blood. Fresh. Warm. A piece of you."

He runs his finger along the edge of the bowl and leaves a wet streak along the rim. He's watching you watch him. "You and your foolish demands. Your workarounds. Blood in a bowl isn't real vulnerability."

He takes a step closer and towers over you. "You think we don't notice how you go out of your way to make it as impersonal as possible? You're meant to give us something we want for our services. You'd be better off bleeding someone else dry and offering that up." He leans in closer and runs his gaze over you with a subtle tilt of his head. "But you would never try that, would you?"

"I told you I won't hurt other people for you. The contract is with me and me only."

Foolish promises. "That doesn't mean you get to cheat us."

You offer the bowl with more force. "Drink."

His annoyance flares. Your stubbornness, your arrogance--qualities that both make you a desirable object of focus and chip away at the shapeshifters' patience.

But they’ll be able to teach you a lesson for it sooner or later.

Ghost reaches forward, grabs your wrist, and raises the bowl to his lips. He looks you dead in the eye as he drinks.

Soap is at his side instantly. His pale eyes fix on the bowl.

You hear Gaz shift from feline to human behind you. He draws up until you feel his body heat.

"Now isn't that much nicer?" Gaz says, his voice just as cocky and insufferable as ever. "Nothing wrong with making it personal once in a while. No need to be so stingy."

You watch Ghost, eyes still locked on you, as he swipes his sleeve across his mouth and hands Soap the bowl without looking.

Soap gulps down two mouthfuls with an orgasmic growl.

Gaz chuckles as he brings it to his lips, drinking until it's empty. Then he lets the wooden bowl clatter to the floor. His mouth twitches up into a lazy smirk.

You pull your wrist free from Ghost’s grasp. "You got what you needed. Give me what you brought me and get out."

"Oh, don't be like that," Soap purrs as he prowls towards you. "You enjoy our company."

"Such poor manners," Gaz says mildly. "Seems we've still got to teach you what your responsibilities are. Price won't like hearing that."

You slow, lowering the bloodied bowl into your washbasin. "Price won't come. It's not time yet."

Ghost scoffs. "Price will do whatever he damn well pleases." He prowls closer as well, the predatory sound in his voice more obvious now, like a beast preparing to sink his teeth in. "And he won't like hearing how his second-favorite witch is a lousy hostess."

"He's not coming," you snap. A tinge of fear crawls up your spine.

"Price comes when he wants," Ghost snarls. "You should remember that before you act so foolish."

You hear the screech owl again. Closer this time. The bowl clangs against the bottom of the basin and dread churns deep in your gut.

"Do you hear that?" Gaz asks softly.

"You drank all the blood," you mutter. "You didn't leave any for him. This is your fault."

Soap smiles, but he’s not meeting your eyes. "We left him plenty."

You're helpless to do anything but watch as the sound of beating wings turns to boots falling on the undergrowth outside your open door.

He stands tall, his form blocking the moonlight and shadowing the already dim room. His dark eyes land on you, and he takes in your blood-stained hand and bloodied bowl with a hard frown. What a mess you've made.

"Witch."

He crosses the room to you and takes your jaw in his rough hand. His gaze drives ice into the blood still roaring hot through your veins.

"We're going to have a chat."

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Old magic and ancient forest

Witch!Graves/Forestkeeper!Price

Enemies to friends to lovers

The ancient forest is looking peaceful you wouldn't even think that it's Keeper is considered an evil Sprit but nobody is brave enough to banish him, so that a new keeper and witch can protect the forest together. Such as the ancient rules demand it, but not this forest this one is ke for 300 years just protected by its keeper. No witch even attempts to claim the spot as its witch, its well known to all witches that you pay with your life if you try it. But you only can't stop fate, fate will find all the loopholes, squeeze through the smalest crack to blow the wall open. The animal of the forest are observing the witch from a distance. Some don't think he will make it other hope he will and some are ready to rat him out to Price the second he steps in the forst. Also the Spirit of the old witch of the forest is mustering the young witch, that he assumes is fresh out of training the first daring to try to claim this forest as theirs in 200 years. And he really thinks Price will learn to like this witch over time, just like their cooperation took some time to take of and a lot of angry sex. He really hopes his love can finally move on, because the forest really needs a witch. First parts if the forest are becoming sick.

The only witch that dosent know and is chalenging fate is Phillip Graves, CEO of the American PMC Shadow Company. To be fair he doesn't even knows he's a witch, getting baptised as a baby truly ruined that. But magic blood is magic blood and it often starts to rebel against the christian claims in one way or another. So Phillip looks down at the peacefull looking old forest trying not to think about the rumors in the village. That someone dangerous beast lives in there, how they still use old pagean offerings and rituals, so they are allowed to use the forest for wood and food. The rumors about how the monster of the forest appeared after a big fire in wich a witch died if you believe the old legends. And that all they are for Graves legends thinks you tell children to behave, he is here to retreated a experimental piece of pentagon technology. General Shepard said he deserves an easy contract from time to time, for beeing such a reliable partner. And he don't really agrees, but an easy job to get to get to know the 4 newest Shadows sounds nice. He's wrong nothing about this mission will be nice. The first think that is happening when they enter the forest is Graves feeling a intense fear. He feels nauseous, about to see his breakfast again. All his instincts tell him to get the fuck out of this forest. He also has the feeling of being watched, like something is looming in the crowns of the trees, but also as if he's getting followed. Of course he knows that only his fellow Shadows are here with him. Some raves are flying in to the center of the forest to wake up Price telling him another witch dares to try to replace Nikolai.

>>You should not be here, he will be angry when he figures out what you are <<

A voice is echoing in Graves head. The voice in his head has a Russian accent, but Graves brushes it off as nerves. He shakes his head, about the fact that the talk of the locals getting his imagination starting. It jsut don't makes sense that his imagination is making up a Russian voice. He slowly leads his Shadows deeper in to the forest. Till the voice is speaking to him again.

>>You should make sure you can't get separated if you wand yo get further, the deeper you go the more likely it is he will notice you. The ravens probably already rat you out to him <<

The voice Graves is hearing is the former witch of the Forest Nikolai. Died in a fire, as some up and coming witch caused to get his spot as the forest witch. Nik would call them a power hungry idiot. Now he is a spirit only able to move on when the keeper Price finaly moves on, allowing a new witch. And he has the feeling this witch is the perfect fit. He is also what he thinks the young people in the village call a cute twink with a nice ass, what ever that is suppose to mean. He only gets the nice ass part. He follows the witch for some time getting conformation that the raves rat the witch out as the first member of the group gets stucket in a suddenly appearing wall of thorns bushes. Not shorty after a false unicorn is luring away the next member. And the witch clearly with some military training is not even noticing it.

>> You know you lost 2 people in the last 15 minutes?<<

Graves stopes abruptly and turns, the voice is right Miller and Smith are missing. "Where are Miller and Smith?" He ask. Smith was stopped by a wall of ranks the second Graves entered the outer circel of the oldest part of the forest trapped in it, poisson thorns burying themselves in his skin, paalysing him so that the plant can later eat him. Miller started to follow a strange lookung dear, the flase unicorn about 3 minutes ago leaving the group. Beeing lead in some of the more dangerous parts of the forest, inhabited by a pact of feral wolfshifters. The other two sergeants just shrug their shoulders and Graves is about to lecture them, when they hear a teribbel growl from deep in the forest. Graves hairs are standing up everything telling him to get out of here or he will die.

>>He notice you, hope you can run fast because hiding is no option here <<

The voice in his head sounds vaguely amused but also very worried. "Stay close", he yells to the sergeants. They walk a good 20 minutes further into the forest before they get the first evidence of the keeper. A giant paw print of a bear is crossing the path they are on. Its several inches deep, as long as a bicycle and as wide as Graves arm is long. The three man are looking at each other, confused and nervous. Tompsen is turning a unhealthy shade of green while Mulers eyes are about to pop out of his skull. Graves just gets the stronger urge to run as far and fast as possible out of this forest.

>> Stop standing here, like your waiting for the carrige to pick you up, move <<

The voice is urgenting them on, honestly Nik don't care if they move further in to the forest or out. They can't stay here. Price would find them and kill the witch. Movement only come back in to the men when suddenly all the birds in a close radius are in a panic leaving this part if the forest. A angry Price was about to parole this part of the forest again. All three man in their hast are sprinting of in a other direction, Graves running further in to the forest, Muler runs back the way they came from and Tompsen running straight in to the arms of the keeper.

>>Turn left. When you pass the tree that got split in two by lighting turn right <<

Graves isn't even sure why he does what the strange Russian voice in his head is saying. But he has the feeling he probably shouldn't be ause it's leading him further in to this forest. The trees look old, like really old.

>>ROOT<<

But to late Graves is already lying on the floor, because the of sait root. He pushes himself up again but his right foot is protesting. It hurts probably strained.

>> Well, that is really inconvenient <<

"As if you not lead me here." Graves yells.

>>Well you need to reach the middel of the forest before one of the others die. And let me tell you 3 are in a really bad spot.<;<

"What?!" Graves asked paniced, what is going on in this forest.

>>One is about to get eaten by a plant, the other is hunted down by a wolfshifter pact and the last one is about to get ripped apart by the keeper <<

"What is this keeper think?", he ask. But the voice is staying silent. He hears a loud growl probably of the gigantic bear that left this gigantic paw print.

>> Hurry up, it's not that far. Price is also not that far if he figures out the poor lad is not the one hes looking for you're next <<

The voice is urging on, but graves dont really feels like moving a bit further, the voice kinda already lead him in to a shitty situation.

>> MOVE! <<

Graves is holding his head as the vocie is screaming insite his head. "Okey, i will move. No need to give me a headache", Graves murmers, hes getting really anoyed. This was supost a job a easy job. Getting shot in the middel east was easier than what ever the fuck is going on here.

At the same time Price is towering over the person that waht he assumes is the witch, trying to claim Niks spot. But then he hears the ravesn shouting at him. "Not him, he's not the witch. The witch is nearly in the center already." He frecces roaring angrly. letting the human allone to return to return to the center of the forest. This witch will not get past him.

>> It would be good if you would move like now, the ravens just rat you out again and you will not be able to get past Price if he gets there before you <<

The slight panic in the voice is getting Graves to move, even pushing him to ignore his injured foot. "How fast?" he ask the voice. Instead of an answer a picture is apearing in Graves mind. It loks like his goal is right behind the row of bushes he sees in front of him. Suddenly Ravens a screaming over his head and he sprints as fast as he can. Hes not sure how the ravens are ratting him out or why, but if hes not fast the bear or more the monster will be there before him and if, big if he can trust the voice this is the worst case. The nearer he comes to the pushes the more a feeling of coming home is spreading in him, as if he never knew is is looking for this place. If it wouod go after Graves he would never return to this forste ever again. He more falls on to a clearing and just a mear second later a gigantig grizzly is rushing on to the clearing. Graves is eyes with eyes with what the voice called the keeper or Price.

If Price goes by the screams of the ravens the witch is already every close to the clearing in the center of the forest. He already is running as fast is he can with the trees this near at each other. When he dashes on the clearing a man is already standing on it and the magic of the forest is bubbeling up. The hole forest is screaming that the new witch finally has arived. He screams out in frustration. he failed after 200 years a new witch arived in his forest here to replace Nikolai.

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