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Beyond the smoke in the bar..[BK & BBB]

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Fallen Angel

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...Is where she saw him, she sat on the stool at the bar and she bit her bottom lip. He looked so... lonely. The fact that everyone stayed away from him intrigued her even more. Her name was Aislyn, young at 23. Her dark brown hair curled around her thin face as her deep blue eyes watched him. She ran her fingers over the top of her glass and she nibbled on her bottom lip. She turned her head for a moment as people walked past him but as they were they began to run to get away from him. Her brown cocked and she stood up slowly. She wore a white tank top with a pair of blue jeans and black boots that rose up to just below her knees. She peered around slowly and began to walk towards him.

Just as she neared him she was stopped by one of the workers. "You don't wanna go near him. He's not the nicest." He said softly, whispering so the wolf didn't hear him. Aislyn shook her head slowly. "And how do you know?" She asked and pushed him away from her. She looked back to him, her eyes slightly squinted through the smoke and she seemed to just stare into him. After a moment she ran her fingers through her hair and slowly continued on her way over to his table in the corner of the bar. Standing in front of his table as her fingers were wrapped around her drink and her left hand twirled the straw in the liquid. "Hello.." She said softly and her blue eyes looked down to the dark figure, a small smile upon her lips.
 
The wolf, an ex-military, sat at the bar. There was at least five feet perimeter around him that no one would get near him. Wolves like him were extremely rare, even in the military where they were simply a genetic soldier. He'd been discharged with honors for 'services in the line of duty', and secretly, any regular human would've been given the medal of honor. He wasn't considered human, something subpar, lesser than.

He had gorgeous fur, it was meticulously taken care of, his own personal pride. It wasn't like anyone else was going to take care of him, so he spent his own time, when coherent enough to, to take care of it. To the touch, it was soft and silky, but there were no female wolves like him. He was a genetic clone, mixed with DNA splicing, a test tube with no mother or father. Bred for nothing but fighting in the army. Now that he was even out, he didn't know what was worse. Being in and yearning for freedom, or being out and yearning for something to do.

The wolf set the small glass down, the ice ringing off of the glass softly when he heard the female voice. The bartender, with a frown, poured him another glass of whiskey for him to sip. The bar wasn't particularly busy, but it wasn't exactly empty, either. His tail flicks slowly, watching the news on the war on the television in front of him.

"That isn't a good place for a lass like you to be sittin'." He said to her. On the television, it was depicting the war. So few losses taken in a recent battle, it was astonishing. They spent thirty minutes on how amazed they were by it. The news barely spent three seconds on talking about how many of his kind were killed. They didn't care, those of his kind 'didn't count' as it were. Even having done his duty, gone above and beyond, devoting his life to it, he was freer on the battle field than he was with the humans.

"So, ya might be gettin' your arse out of it and into a more comfortable one. Preferably one not near me, attractin' so much attention like ya are, missy." He said, taking a sip of his whiskey, not looking at her even once.
 
Listening to him speak as he didn't even give her a glance, she cocked her brow and she crossed her arms. Looking to his fur, it was beautiful and looked soft to the touch. Though after he spoke she rolled her eyes, "Oh, don't give me that bull shit." She muttered and she made herself comfy as she sat down by him and she crossed her legs. "I ain't afraid of you, like everyone else is." She said and leaned forward. Resting her elbows against the table and she cocked her brow, taking a sip and she noticed the bartender sighing as she sat next to him. He seemed.. somewhat ashamed of her but she shook her head and she slid her drink over to him.

"Another one, please." She said though as the bartender nodded his head and walked over to mix her another drink. She saw the patch over his eye and the scars. It seemed that he had been in the war himself and she bit her bottom lip. "I'm not going to go away until you talk to me." She said and she smiled softly. She really wasn't going to go away even if he talked to her. Why was everyone afriad of him? Because he was some kind of wolf? What did that even mean? That he would go psycho and danger everyone. He was sitting here by himself, what more he could do.

She wasn't backing down and she smiled softly as she slid her hand over to him, palm up and her hand open. "I'm Aislyn." She spoke softly, introducing herself and she smiled up to the mysterious wolf.
 
"My name's Rio." The wolf said, still not really giving her the time of day, his focus more on the television. "I don't suppose yah've any more intelligent questions to be askin' of me, do ya girly?" He said, setting his glass down with a little more of a thud, to make the noise heard by her. He wanted her to hear the noise at the end of his rather insulting question, trying his damnedest to get the point across to her. The people in the bar feared him, and for good reason.

His first night there, he sat at the bar, just like he was now. He had no preconceptions about humans, no reason to mistrust them, no idea what they'd really been doing to his kind. A man came up, smiling and chatty, just like she, although he didn't have this girl's gorgeous smile. Like her, asked a few questions, offered a drink, then told him to get out. Rio was stunned, it took him a few seconds to figure it out. His new 'friend' just stabbed him in the front. And then there were more of them, surrounding him. All Rio could remember was thinking 'How dare they!?' over and over in his mind. It wasn't like what most inexperienced people say for him, though. Instead of what most civilians who get a 'blur' in their memory, he'd been through enough combat that he was clear enough to remember every motion. He stood without one of those disgusting humans touching him even once.

Night after night, they fought him. Took about two weeks before they finally knocked it off, they even brought a gun once. It was in his room now, laying on his dresser. A sort of trophy, how he beat the ingrates. That's what she was. Just another ingrate there to explain to him why he was less than human, less than she. Rio took a breath, lifting the glass to his lips again, hoping the bar would go back to silence.
 
She noticed that he still wasn't giving the time of day and she rolled her eyes a bit. Though she tilted her head to the side a bit, noticing him slightly slamming the drink down onto the counter and she cocked her brow. She leaned back a bit and could see the bartender watching her and then him. "You should listen to him.. and get on out of here..." The bartender said before she cocked her brow. "Who are you to tell me where I should and shouldn't go, buddy." She snapped and she sat up as she looked over to him and she took her drink before taking a sip. "If you weren't such a pussy around him and wanted to act tough around him, you'd keep your trap shut." She said and took another sip.

She saw the look on his face as he grabbed a glass wiping it out with a rag before he glared towards her. "Stupid.." He mumbled under his breath as he walked away and began to help the other customers. She looked to him, "Next drink is on me." She said and rose her drink up to give a slight 'cheer'. "So what happened to your eye?" She asked and leaned against the table as she looked up and over to him. Biting her bottom lip as she watched him, trying to get him to answer her.
 
The wolf didn't pay much heed to her berating the bartender. Really, he was right though. Once before a girl sat like that, not even to talk to him, she was just simply unafraid. She'd been in the bar a few times prior to that, but never again after. It tugged at him some nights, what really happened to that girl, what really struck the fear of God into her to never go back to that bar. Still, the girl next to him was talking, and it pulled him from his reverie. As to the question to his eye, it took him a few seconds to respond.

"Grenade." Rio said. In those few seconds it took him to talk, the whole memory flashed before his eyes. They were in a medivac, one of his platoon-mates had been shot in the stomach. They were pulled out of it to make room for a human... that had been shot in the lower leg. He was helping his figurative brother walk, when the grenade was thrown. He could remember the sphere flying, that heartbeat when he pushed his fellow brother to the ground, the second later when it went off just a few feet from his face, sending a piece of its shrapnel right into his left eye. When he woke up, he was being dragged, by his platoon mate. Rio had been out so long, for hours, that his mate had gone back, received treatment and came back to get him. That's how they were, that's how they had to be. Humans didn't care about an unconscious, bleeding wolf. They had to look out for one another.

"They go boom. I'm sure you've heard of them." He said roughly, the news changing away from the war. The wolf gave a sigh, looking down into his glass. The news wasn't talking about it any more, but he knew it was still there, thousands of miles away. A year ago, he thought freedom would be some blissful state that he would live in, like a hero. Rio never thought he'd miss the war.
 
She looked over to him and nodded her head though she laughed lightly, "Yes.. I know they go boom." She said and looked up to him. After the news left the t.v. she noticed that he didn't seem so involved in the t.v and she rose her hand to get the bartenders attention. "Another drink for him." She said and slid some money across the bar to the bartender and she looked up to him. She smiled lightly, "So.. you fought in the war?" She asked and she gave a small frown a bit.

She looked down and ran her fingers around the top of her drink. "I still don't understand why everyone treats you so wrong.." she said and looked up to him. She wanted to be nice but she knew she couldn't just be a doormat for anyone or him to walk on. Though she sat back a bit and she smiled over to him. "So.. what are you doing here then?" She asked, wondering why he was here drinking his sorrows away.
 
The wolf was just swirling the ice in the glass at this point. He didn't feel like assing around with the bartender to get a new one. The girl took care of that problem for him. Another whiskey, on ice put before him. The ice made him drink it slower, otherwise, he feared he'd be drowning in it. Picking up the new glass, he still hadn't even looked at the girl.

"Yes, I fought in the war. Is there anything else my kind do to your knowledge?" Rio chided her, taking a sip of his new whiskey. "They fear what they don't know, and what little they do know, is that I am a killer. And I am here because they have top shelf whiskey that isn't watered down when I order it." Obviously, he wasn't telling her the real reason he was in a bar and not still out fighting her war.
 
She looke to him and cocked her brow, "You know you can tell me the truth.." She said and finished her drink off. She looked up to him at his question and she cocked her brow. "Yes.. they intrigue me. Because I don't have the hatred for your kind like your men did.." She said and she leaned against the counter a bit. "I knew a wolf.. for quite a few years. He wasn't made like you were.." She said and cocked her brow. "Wasn't made just for war.. he was a friend to me." She said and turned her head.

She breathed in lightly and asked the bartende for another drink. "Your kind can be great people..I would know because I had the pleasure of knowing one before he was killed.." She said and took a sip of her new drink. "Because people just hated your kind. Now if you want to sit there and sulk and act like the world is just hell. Fine go ahead, but if you want to finally realize that there is someone who wants to know you and not just to get you to war or kill you." She said and breathed in lightly. "Then... come talk to me." She said and cocked her brow and stood up.
 
The wolf wasn't really listening to her. What was there to know about him? Every time he looked at his own paws, they were stained with blood. Any time he looked at humanity, all he saw was the ugliest picture. Any time he looked at whiskey, well, he felt a little bit better. So, he needed to look at a lot of whiskey. A wolf not made for war, what a joke. That's all they were good for, all he was good for. Rio flat ignored her comments about her little 'friend'. What was between them, was between them.

"I'll keep that in mind." The wolf said with his thick accent, setting down the newly emptied glass, making the ice ring. Other than that, he didn't pay her any more heed than he had when he sat down. Rio let the girl leave his side, staying for another drink, having to growl to get the dumbass bartender to pour him one.

Still, Rio was in the same stool, with the same distance between him and anyone else in the bar, with the same glass of whiskey in his paw the next night, right at around nine when the news came on again. Same thing he did every day with what little money the military afforded a wolf veteran. Bar. Drink. Leave in a couple hours. Repeat on a daily basis.
 
She could tell that he really wasn't listening to her and she sighed lightly as she moved to sit down at the other end of the bar. She kept looking at him before she breathed in lightly and rubbed the back of her head. She shook her head and took a sip of her drink again. Though she figured, if she couldn't make him open up to her socially, she could make him open up physically. She wasn't going to give up, she stood up and walked back over to him. Leaning against the bar and she looked to him, "Look I know you don't give a shit about this little girls thoughts.." She said and breathed in.

"But right now. I've drank enough to not really give a shit about you either. But I can tell you're hating life right now." She said and grabbed his empty glass of Whiskey that he had just finished and she set it aside. "And I know I can help you." She said as she moved her hand to touch his arm. She cocked her brown and tilted her head to the side. "You may tell me to give up and leave but I'm not going to. I'm going to be just as fucking stubborn as you." She growled a bit and looked to him. "And I know there is something that you want.. that you haven't had for a long time." She said and breathed in lightly. "And I bet it's aching inside of you, burning to get out.." She said and looked down to his pants and then back up to him with a slight smirk.
 
That little girl certainly had a head as thick as stone. She wasn't really annoying him, since he really didn't seem bothered by her presence. He simply was not going to start spilling his guts as to his past history with this girl he'd just met. Rio'd been burned too many times to have that trick played on him again. The wolf didn't reply to her little quip about her own thoughts and his feelings toward them. He simply set his glass down.When she took the empty glass aside, his ear flicked. That annoyed him. Then her hand touched his arm. His first thought was to counter attack. His second was that it wasn't the type of a touch that he was used to, by anyone.

Looking at her with his one good eye, he gave her a quick glance, looking her over. Rio gave a laugh, taking his empty glass back, swirling the ice and looking back to the television.

"Girly..." The wolf said, trying not to laugh any further. "Ya really aren't... built to handle me or my kind." Rio said, smiling at the television, laughing again. "I suppose ya are right, tho. I do have my own aches." He looked at her out of the corner of his eye again. "And as far as humans go, you certainly don't disappoint." He set his empty glass down, turning to face her finally. "Another drink before we go. Ya might want to think hard on what you're proposing, missy. I am more wolf than I am human..."
 
She was a little shocked that he was actually now coming to and looking at her and responding to her. Though she cocked her brow a bit and she laughed softly. "I can handle more than you'll know.." She said and she smirked a bit. "More wolf is better than any man I'll even get in this shit hole town." She muttered and could see the Bartender looking at her with a slight glare but she shrugged. "Sorry, but it's true. Can't hate the truth." She said and then looked over to him and tilted her head to the side a bit and she looked him up and down for a moment and she breathed in softly.

"Another whiskey shot..." She said to him though she bit her lip, "Actually make it two." She said and slid her glass over to him and then back over to the Wolf, named Rio. Taking the glass, he sipped his whiskey she noticed but she titled her head back and took the shot. She groaned and swallowed before she shook her head a bit and slid the glass back to the bartender and slid some money across the bar to pay for it and she looked to him.

"I have thought hard on it.. and I've made my decision." She nodded her head, sitting down onto the stool with her legs crossed and her hand moved back to his arm before sliding down to touch his leg and squeezed it lightly as she looked up to him.
 
The wolf took his glass, picking it up. Turning back to the bar to face the television, he raises his glass to take a sip as he watches her down the entire shot. Laughing, the wolf gives a nod.

"Aye, ya are going to need that, aren't ya, missy?" He asks playfully. The girl really didn't know what she was getting herself into. Or, maybe she did and he just didn't know it. She did say that she knew another wolf, as unlikely as that was. Although, she said they were friends. Humans are fickle, though. Friends could mean a great deal many things. Setting his empty glass down, feeling her hand slip down onto his thigh, he shuddered.

"Careful where ya move your hand. It's not like a great deal many get around to going after that part of a wolf." Rio tells her, turning his head to look at her as he sat there.
 
She cocked her brow and she laughed a bit, "I may or may not need it." She said and she smiled and laughed a bit. She did have a friend, they had.. played around a bit just to see how it was. But it was amazing, though they were friends and it was just a bit weird to be intimate like that together. Though she felt this wolf Shudder and she cocked her brow once more. "Oh no?" she asked and squeezed his thigh a bit and she could see the bartender watching them. "What are you looking at?" She asked before he quickly turned to walk to the other side of the bar.

"Well then you'll enjoy it.." She said as she leaned up and into his ear, giving a light playful nip. She smiled and she stood up from the stool and thanked the bartender and she looked to him. She didn't want him to be his, hide in a shell self. She wanted him to be able to enjoy himself and she nibbled on the inside of her bottom lip.
 
The wolf sat there, looking at the television. Nothing terribly important was on, some human sport where they tried to carry some sort of leather egg from one end of a field to another. God forbid a wolf got onto that field, it'd be a blow out. Still, when she stood up next to him and told him that he'd enjoy it, he remained there for a few seconds. Even this act, as distant as he could try to make it, was an intimate one that there was no going back from. If he screwed her, that was the end of keeping to himself. Rio was fairly certain he wouldn't shake her after that.

"Alright." The wolf said, standing up. Looking down at her, he was easily a foot and a half taller and a hundred pounds of muscle heavier. Compared to her, he must've looked like a beast. To him, that's the way that he enjoyed people looking at him. He wore a tight tee just for that reason, just to flaunt how much bigger than the fool humans he was. "Lead the way, missy."
 
She smiled and waited for him, wondering if he was going to just go blank and back to watching the television. Though after a moment she watched him stand up and she breathed in lightly. A little shocked at how tall he was and she cleared her throat and blushed slightly as he looked as of pure muscle. She rubbed the back of her neck though she nodded her head and she could hear whispering as people watched the wolf that everyone was afraid to even go by walking out with this female human girl. Though after a moment she exited the bar with him.

After about ten minutes they were back at her house and she let him in before shutting the door behind her. Truth be told, it was a bit weird to have him in here now. Though it was even more weird that he had even really said yes to coming back with her as he was so.. to himself. Though she looked up to him but remembering what she had gotten him here for she pushed everything away and she touched his sides and chest. She leaned up onto her tip-toes and pressed her lips against his lips, against the front of his muzzle as her fingers slid up under his shirt through his thick fur.
 
The wolf walked the dark lamp-lit streets with her, his ears up right, as if he were going in to a fight. For all intents and purposes, he figured he might as well was going into a fight. Unknown territory again an unknown enemy- sure sounded like a fight to him. When they got to her place and he walked inside with her, he stood there, turning back to her as she closed the door. He turned to her, not expecting her to step up to him. When she pressed against him and leaned onto her toes, he moved down to her, letting her lips press to him.

Her fingers slipping under his shirt, his instincts started to run rampant. His arms slipped around the girl, feeling so small in comparison to him. She was soft and warm, a comfort he'd not felt in a great deal of years. Rio's body started to ache and feel heavy with lust as he moaned softly into her lips.
 
She could tell that he was surprised a bit when she had pressed up against him. She groaned lightly, hearing his moan and she breathed in deeply. After a moment she pulled back and she led him over to her couch in the living room and she pushed him down onto it. After a moment she crawled onto his lap, straddling him and she breathed in. She groaned softly and she kissed his lips, against his muzzle before she pulled back and slid down the side of his neck. Biting it as her fingers drug down his sides through his fur. She groaned lightly before pulling back and she pressed her lips back against his once more as her arms moved from under his shirt, and wrapping around his neck.

She breathed in, her tongue sliding out against his bottom lip before she pulled back slowly. Though she smiled softly and she looked down to him, wanting him to enjoy this. She could tell he was tense and she rested her hands on his shoulders, squeezing them gently, working them with her fingers and she leaned into his ear. "Just relax.." She said softly and kissed his ear, nipping it.
 
The wolf stood there, enjoying her soft lips against his muzzle. His paws wandered, caressing her back, down over her ass and back up again. When she broke the kiss, he looked down at her, letting her guide him to the couch. Plopping down on it when she gave him a little push, he looked at her as she climbs into his lap. As she straddles his waist, he was starting to feel hot and needing, moaning softly as she attacks his neck with her lips. As her tongue rubs against his lip, he moans softly, looking at her with half closed eyes. Her little kiss to his ear made him lean into her.

Kissing at her collar bone, he relaxed by slipping his paws under her own shirt. His fingers explored her soft skin, a touch foreign to him, but no less arousing. Her back, her sides, her flat stomach. His fingers moved upward along her stomach, until his palms cupped her breast, holding and lightly squeezing them as he nibbles and licks at the base of her neck.
 
She could feel him starting to relax and she smiled under him. Though she gave a soft moan as he began to squeeze and caress her breasts and neck softly. "Mmm. Feels so good.." She said softly and she breathed in deeply. She looked down to him as she trailed her fingers down his chest and she kissed at his neck before she leaned down to grab the hem of his shirt and slid it up over his torso and chest. Just being this close to him, enjoying his nibbling and licks sent her over the edge.

Her back arched, shivers shooting up her spin and she soon moved to grab the hem of her shirt as well before sliding it up and over her head before dropping it to the side. Exposing her Double D breasts pressing tightly against her bra and she looked to him as she leaned in and kissed his lips deeply now. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself close, her chest to his as she began to slowly grind her hips down against his own, her fingers curling into fur.
 
The wolf played with her soft, big breast in his paws, squeezing and rubbing them over her bra, quite enjoying them. As she reached down and tugged on his shirt, she didn't need to say anything to get the hint across. Taking his paws out from under her shirt, he lifts his arms to let her slip it off. Shortly after, she slips her own shirt off of her body. Looking at her breast, feeling them pressing to his chest, he growls in his pleasure and need.

Holding her hips in his paws, he presses her down to him, letting her feel the bulge in his pants press against her through her own clothing, letting her feel the bulge getting bigger for her. Rio could tell that she was enjoying grinding against him, so he didn't want her to stop, not for one second, to see how her body would react to her own motions.
 
She moaned softly, feeling the arousal that was growing into his pants and she could feel it grinding against her with each motion she made on him. She panted lightly against him and she bit her bottom lip as she clutched onto his shoulders and she rested her hands on his shoulders just behind his neck. "Mmm.." She groaned and slid her hands back down, resting on his sides as her back arched and she ground against him a bit harder and faster. She could tell he was quite.. large though his pants and she blushed though she knew she wasn't going to back out of this.

She leaned up and into him as she kissed his lips deeply, sliding her tongue out against his bottom lip once more. Teasing it as she asked for entrance. Once receiving the access she slid her tongue into his mouth. After a moment her arms moved from around his neck to slide down to his pants which she began to unbutton and unzip. Standing up onto her knees, not quite straddling him but still over him as she leaned down to help pull his pants down a bit and she looked up to him with that look of lust and need in her eyes.
 
The wolf sat there, panting as she keeps rubbing against him, feeling the dry rubbing making him want her. His paws resting on her hips, as she leaned up to kiss him again, licking his lip, he let her tongue into his muzzle. His long, flat canine tongue greeted her own, rubbing against hers and moaning softly. Letting her tongue retreat, feeling her reach down between the two of them, he looks down at her hands, then back up to her as she kneels over him and pulls his pants down just enough to let him out.

Rio wasn't lying when he said he was more wolf than human. His large, red, knotted cock stood up out of his sheath, springing out of his pants when she pulled them down. He was also quite large, considering breeding wasn't a factor, they didn't try to make wolves 'compatible' with human females. Thus, if she was going to play with him, it'd take quite a bit of work just to get him inside of her.
 
She blushed, realizing what he meant by when he said that he was more wolf than human. Though she looked up to him and she groaned softly. She knew as well it would take a bit to get him inside of her. But she was more than willing to make this work and her cool, nimble fingers wrapping around his large, red knotted cock and she pressed her breasts to his chest. Her hand slowly stroking up and down, pumping him. She could tell that he was already quite hard though she kissed his neck and ear softly. After a moment she crawled off of his lap and she was knelt on the floor in front of him.

She closed her eyes and pulled his tip into her mouth. Licking on the head lightly, sucking on it. It was quite large, kind of tough to get into her mouth but she manged as she began to work on him. Pumping his shaft up and down a bit quickly, her tongue twirling around him to help lubricate him and she looked up to the wolf before her, her eyes locked with his as her head began to slowly quicken it's pace on his shaft.
 
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