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The market of the future [ Uke x skylar ]

Noah stood slowly. "And do you not think I didn't realize that? No matter what the fuuck you believe, even people 'like me' have feelings, too." He growled softly and shook his head jerkily. "No. I did not think of forcing you to. In fact, I'm beginning to question why I've been even so kind to not use you like everyone else would. An arrogant boy who has no room in his head for anything but ignorance."
 
The male shrank back slightly as the other man rose to his feet. " W-well I'm sorry for not wanting to believe that people like you never have ulterior motives!" He hissed, pulling the blanket closer to his chest. " What the hell should I think! You've got fucking satanic shit in your basement! " He growled in defense. Suddenly the world seemed so much smaller. He had no where to run, no where to hide, and here he was confronted with a man whom he was actually, though he wouldn't admit it, afraid of right now. Eyes darting around the room he searched for something, anything he could grab onto if he needed to fight.
 
"Satanic? You actually think that's satanic?"

The man only laughed, offering no further explanation to the scrawling of symbols in his basement. "Far, far from that..." he said, only grinning. "No... it's intentions aren't heavenly, but they aren't satanic... oh, why do I bother trying to explain? You wouldn't understand," he said, grinning still. It was evil and devilishly handsome at the same time; he really appeared a man who could be both fierce, and still fit into the business world quite nicely.

"If you think you've seen anything yet, you're crazy." Noah took a few steps closer to the boy as he spoke.
 
Eh? He was laughing at him? Flushing slightly in embarrassment, but he would like to think annoyance, he said, " W-well I'm not as in tune with things like this so what am I supposed to think!? " Scooting back a bit more, body tensing as the other continued to advance in his direction. " What makes you so certain!? Because I'm not some PHD medical pervert!?" he snapped, trying to regain his confidence. " You wouldn't know if I understood or not because you aren't bothering to try and explain!" Inching back he found himself backed up against one of the walls, clutching the towel around him while he discretely grabbed an empty silver candle stick holder behind him. Keeping his face straight and concealing the silver he said, " I'd be glad to lend my inferior mind for you to explain whatever it is in your basement. "
 
"An inspiration of sorts. An... idea if you will. Beyond normal thinking."
Noah continued to take slow steps towards the boy, not noticing when he put the silver candlestick holder behind him. The man now stood over Luke, peering down at him, his body creating a shadow over the boy.

"I'm not satanic. But I'm not... fully human anymore. Not after the incident."
 
This was getting to be way too much! The closer the other man got to him, the more unnerved he became. He had to fight with every ounce of his being not to just smash the other's head in right then and there. But the next words he heard were too much to handle. Not fully human! With one quick movement he whipped the candle stick holder out from behind his back and grabbed the other's shirt collar, smashing the object against his face. " Get away from me you freak!"
 
Noah didn't fall over, or really even stagger from the blow, but the wound it opened with the acute edge of the holder burned like a bitch. He held it and cursed under his breath, before grabbing the candle stick holder and striking Luke across the face with it before smashing it into the boy's chest.

"Damn you!" he yelled, dropping the silver holder and wiping the blood off the short gash, muttering something lowly. He kicked the candle stick holder to a corner before grabbing the boy by the neck, pulling him up to eye level and pinning him to a wall.

"Outburst against me and I will not hesitate to absolutely make your life Hell," he said, almost in a growl. There was a slightly animalistic character to his eyes now.
 
A look of horror fell upon the males face as the other failed to even wince at the blow. A sharp cry left him as the silver was wrenched form his hands and then bashed against his own face. " ah!" Blood ran down from his nose, the impact of the silver candle holder having broken the bone, before he could even utter a curse the silver was pelted into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Deep chestnut eyes wide and twitching he gasped, hands frantically moving to where the pressure was being applied to his neck as he was pinned against the wall. " hah! ha! " Choking noises left him as he clawed desperately at the strong grip, trying to pry it loose from him. Oh god! What had he gotten himself into!
 
Noah glared deeply into Luke's eyes before letting the boy go, letting Luke drop to his mattress before growling to himself. He walked to the other side of the room, grabbed the candle stick, and left the room with a sudden slam to the door.

Noah walked down the hall, seeing one of the servants passing. "William... get rid of this infernal thing, will you?" He handed the apparently named William the candle stick as the servant rushed off with it. Noah sat in the kitchen, breathing quietly as he grabbed for the fridge, standing.

He eventually returned to the study, finding Luke still there. Of course, the boy didn't have much else anywhere to go anyways. The man sat himself back at his desk, a little more composed then when he had left.

"Dinner is in two hours," was all he said before pulling up his computer, now working on personal financials rather than work.
 
Luke fell in a crumpled heap on his 'bed', soft whimpers leaving him as he clutched at his nose, rocking back and forth as he hunched over. He kept asking himself the same question over and over. How could this have happened? He didn't want this for himself and yet he had brought it all down on his own. Wincing he grabbed the blanket, it having fallen off his body when he was held against the wall, and bit the fabric as he clenched his eyes shut. With one swift motion he cracked the broken bones in his nose back into position, a muffled scream leaving his lips before he collapsed onto his side, the blanket draped over the lower half of his body.

About a half hour later he heard the sound of footsteps entering the room, but he dared not look up. Blood had dried around his mouth, on his chin and under his nose and salty tear drops mixed in with it. He knew who it was, for it was only possible to be one person, but still reeling from the former incident he was unable to even attempt a remark. Even when he was told that dinner would be ready in two hours he said nothing, he simply lay there, body curled slightly and his lips parted just a bit.

It wasn't until another half hour passed that he spoke, this time though, his voice was softer, " No one's hit me before...."
 
Noah stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at Luke. "Really? I could've imagined an auctioneer hitting or beating you into getting onstage, but maybe you were just forced by strength instead of pain." He shrugged indifferently and tapped away at his computer again.

An hour and a half later, Noah stood and walked over to Luke, kneeling. He pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed the end of it on his tongue to wet it. The man ran it around his pet's face, wiping up the dried blood and salty leftovers of his tears. Noah stood again and walked towards the door. "I'll bring you food if you don't come."
 
Beaten? No, that wasn't likely at all. These men were interested in a profit, and knowing who his genetics came from was enough to have them refrain from causing any injury. Beating him was a last resort for them. Though, once more he remained silent, not talking until a half an hour later. Lifting his body up he watched the male stride over towards him, flinching slightly when he moved to wipe his face off. He wanted to hit him! He wanted to bite him,claw him, something! Why wasn't he doing anything!? Shaking his head he simply laid back down as the other left for the kitchen. " Dammit... " he cursed softly. He was shaken from one hit? ' What's wrong with you Luke!? Get your head back! ' He hissed mentally.
 
Noah ate his dinner solemnly, swallowing silently as he sat amongst the empty chairs of the dining room. Leaning back casually in his chair, he chewed at his very rare cut of meat before looking up towards the ceiling in thought. So what if he found out? It wouldn't matter.. he tried convincing himself, shrugging off the thought.

The man stood and grabbed a plate of a bit more cooked meat, but not overly so, and some potatoes, with a glass of milk before returning to his study. He laid the plate and glass beside Luke's bed and turned for the door. "I'll be in my quarters," he said as he clicked Luke's collar to the house's entire range again.
 
There really was something weird about this guy. Something he couldn't put his finger on. Not fully human those words rang out over and over in his mind. What did he mean by that? His thoughts were brushed aside as the other stepped in the study in order to hand him his meal. Merely giving him a knowing glance he waited until he had left before quickly devouring the food. Washing the rest down with the milk he let out a sigh of contempt. That was something he needed for a while now. Noticing that his collar was set to the full range once more he blinked, deciding it was better to explore than just sit around. Though he wasn't to keen on walking around nude.

Taking the dull knife he'd been given to cut his food, and he ripped the bedsheet, tying it so it covered his waist and then used another part of the sheet and tucked the knife in there. Nodding to himself he exited the room and began to wander down the halls. It was quiet, not much happening other than a few servants finishing their cleaning duties. Maybe he'd just go see what the other man was doing.

Shrugging, he reminded himself that he had the knife so if things came to it he would be ready. Quietly he made his way down the halls until he stopped at the other's room. Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door. " Hello?"
 
Noah looked down from the ceiling and towards the door, flexing his hand a bit. He hesitated for a moment when he realized it was Luke on the other side of the door, before replying. "Doors not locked," he said confidently, though there was a wavering in his tone.

He sat up from his bed and sat on the right edge of the king sized mattress as he heard the doorknob turn and footsteps mark Luke's entrance. He looked towards the boy in his torn-sheet clothing, rubbing his temples a bit. Next time, give the damn boy clothes... he thought to himself before making eye contact. "Yes?"
 
A bit of a frown laced his lips when the other spoke. Shit, he should have just barged in, or attempted at least. 'Stupid to knock.' he thought annoyed with himself. Turning the knob he slipped inside the chamber, closing the door behind him and leaning against it. " I've not got anything to amuse myself with. " he answered, eyes meeting the others for fleeting second before shifting away. " I've no clothes, I'm not tired, my covers are torn and I find that bed rather uncomfortable. I want a real bed. " He said, frowning. He cared little which bed it was as long as it was fully done. " Any one will do, hell I'd rather sleep in your bed than that mattress." he said, biting the inside of his cheek after he realized what he had said. 'Stupid! Stupid stupid stupid!' he yelled in his mind.
 
"Oh...? Well. I suppose you could, I won't actually be sleeping until late... I've much work to do yet. Make yourself comfortable... I'll have proper clothing for you in the morning." He stood and walked to the boy, hand brushing lightly over Luke's bare shoulder as he passed. Noah breathed in lightly as he passed through the door. However, there was a tension in his appearance; it was obvious he was restraining something as he passed out the doorway and shut the door behind himself.
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About one in the morning, he finally made his way back towards the bedroom, stepping in quietly as to not disturb the boy if he was sleeping. His breath was a bit laboured as his eyes glowed a soft crimson, pacing towards the resting place as he stripped down to his boxers. Crawling into bed, he wrapped his arms slowly around Luke to hold the boy against his chest. Noah kept as quiet as he could, biting on his tongue a bit as he slowly relaxed, crimson eyes calming slowly. It was a wonder that he had taken the drug just in time this night; he had nearly worked through it. The man sighed quietly as held Luke's serene form against himself.
 
Luke blinked as the other responded to his remark. Huh? That was it? He was dumbfounded. How on earth was he supposed to respond to that? " W-well don't get any funny ideas!" he managed to say before the elder being left him standing by the door. Flushing slightly he thought, ' I don't get it. He's around me for a second and then decides he's got "work" to do? Honestly, that doesn't seem right.' Something was up, and he'd find out sooner or later. For now though, his eyes heavy with sleep, he made his way over to the bed, sliding the knife out of his garment and hiding it underneath his pillow. Pulling the covers over his frame he closed his eyes softly, falling into a sweet slumber.

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The sensation of something holding onto him slowly roused him from his sleep. " hnn?" Mumbling groggily he rolled over onto his side, facing the man whom was holding him. Eyes sliding open he gazed forward, oh, it was just Noah.... NOAH!? Startling he sat up, shaking the other's grip from his body and snatching the knife out from under his pillow. " I told you not to try anything funny!" he hissed, pointing it at the male shakily.
 
Noah looked up at Luke, eyes still holding traces of crimson as he looked up at the boy, still lying there. His expression remained nonchalant, but he reached out and wrenched the knife from the boy's grip before sitting up and swinging his legs off the bed, standing. He growled lowly to himself and discarded the knife onto his dresser before coming back to Luke.

"Try anything funny? Was I really doing anything?"

The man shook his head slowly and pondered a moment. I can't fuck him right now... the drug would be overridden. He scoffed slightly and went to the door. "Night. Don't you dare do anything to this room while I'm gone, you hear me?" He shut the door jarringly as he left, going down the hall. He would be the only one up at this hour, so he retired to a couch downstairs, equally comfortable here.
 
" Eh!? H-hey!" he protested as the knife was snatched from his hands. Taking a few steps back he clenched his fists ready to punch him if he needed. " Y-you were going to! " he hissed in reply. He was! He knew he was! He'd been holding him after all! Why hold him if he hadn't any reason!? He brought his fist up in front of him, tensing as the other male got up. What surprised him though, was when he simply walked by him and left. Eh? Blinking he let his arms fall to his sides as he turned to stare at the door.

He left again? Oh hell ! He wasn't getting away this time! Cheeks puffed out slightly he ran after the male, searching through the house until he finally found where the man was. " Stop running away from me you BASTARD! " he screamed jumping onto the male and grabbing his hair roughly. " I'm not done talking! Why the hell do you keep leaving!? You think that you can push me around and then walk away without any reason just because I'm younger!?~ Is that it?!~" He yelled.
 
Noah gripped the boy's throat and let out a loud, feral growl as he shoved hard, nearly effortlessly throwing the boy off of him. He leaped from the couch and pinned the boy to the ground, wrenching his head back with his hair. "You NEVER disturb me! Can you even listen to instructions when they're given?! I'm not just doing this for my sake!"

Rage clearly surpassed, the drug began to wear off very quickly. The red, feral glow reanimated his eyes as he slowly changed form; body growing a bit larger as fur sprouted from him, showing what he really was.

A werewolf.

The fully transformed wolf and human hybrid growled loudly in the boy's face, animosity clear as crystal in his blood red eyes. "You will do as I say," he said in a half growl, half uttering, holding the boy down strongly. His large canine shaft was slowly peaking from its sheath as he felt his feral side take over, claws digging into the boy's arms a bit.
 
Gasping out for air his hands went to his throat, clawing at the others grip. He was going to kill him! Those were his thoughts as his body was thrown half way across the room, slamming into the wall. Coughing harshly, he swiped a hand across his cheek, the area bruised and slightly swollen in a matter of minutes. The makeshift outfit he had was torn in half, the fabric swaying in tatters on his body. " Ugh!" Wincing he grit his teeth as a hand twisted into his maroon hair, yanking his head back. " S-shut... ugh... shut up.." he managed to say before his eyes opened to see a unnatural glow in Noah's eyes.

Huh!?

Right before him the human was turning into something else. His body grew in size, tufts of fur sprouting until finally a werewolf was replaced. " N-noah?" he whispered, eyes widened in fear. He couldn't see the canine shaft growing between the other's legs but he knew that something bad was about to happen. " No... Let me go! Stop it! " he cried, blood bubbled out from the claw marks on his arms.
 
Noah, or what was left of him, tossed Luke quickly onto his stomach, pinning him there. He wasted no time in ramming his large, hot shaft right into the boy's unprepared ass, hammering away instantly. He uttered low growls of satisfaction and dominance as he fucked the boy, feeling only mind-numbing pleasure.

The werewolf's knot was beginning to swell as his claws dug a bit deeper, causing the boy to bleed fairly profusely.
 
His world seem to slow down immensely as searing pain shot through his backside like fire. Eyes widening he found his voice cracking in his throat, his insides burning. " N-no... " he managed to crack out before a blood curdling scream left him. Blood ran down his arms and trickled out from his rear as the beast began to thrust inside of him in hard quick motions. " ah! STOP! STOP IT! " he screamed, tears running down his face as his fingers clawed at the floor. Blood scraped under his fingers nails as he scratched helplessly on the wood floor. " AHHHHHHH!~" It hurt so bad! He felt like he was going to break in half!
 
There was nothing left of Noah now; and the screams just inspired further movement to get the boy to shut up, though logically it would only make it worse. The thick canine shaft continued to pound into Luke savagely, tearing up the boy's insides as his knot finally stopped swelling, much larger than his actual cock. The knot slammed against the boy's ass with each thrust now, eliciting slow growl of pleasure from the feral beast.

And suddenly, he pulled Luke back into him as he hammered in, hard; stretching and bloodying his ass as his knot was forced in, continuing to thrust, only with the primal need for release.
 
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