Red and the Wolf (Nekrosilisk and FuzzyWuzzie)

[Nekrosilisk88]

Red sat at the table eating his breakfast. His long blond hair was tied back in a neat braid, and framed his slender feminine face. His mother and grandmother sat across from him eating their own meals. While his mother didn't particularly care about his preferences for appearing like a girl, they drove his grandmother insane. The village had grown significantly since his grandmother's days, and a lot of the old forest had been cut down since the days when she was little. Still any kind of aberration and deviancy reminded her of the incident that had happened when she was a little girl and she didn't like them. The tales of dangers in the forest had begun to fade as no one paid them any heed. What monsters there were had largely been destroyed or retreated to other haunts. The only beasts that really remained were the wolves, and for the most part they stuck to the deep woods and left the village alone.

As he finished his meal he stood up and started walking towards the door. He heard a deriding sneer from his grandmother as he walked. “Are you really heading out like that?” He looked down at his attire and sighed. It really wasn't immodest. He was wearing a simple knee length red skirt and a long sleeved white blouse. His white stockings were visible, but none of his undergarments were, and he was wearing all of them that he needed. His corset was pulled tight, he had the appropriate number petticoats, and his makeup was tastefully applied to give him a nice feminine appearance.

He let out an irritated sigh as he pulled on his boots. “Yes grandmother I'm going out like this. I'm 18 now, and I'm fully capable of deciding what I want to wear, and how to dress with sufficient modesty. I'm also tired of hearing about his every single day. You've been nothing but deriding for the last six years, and I'm fucking sick of it.”

When the profane language came out, his mother his mother looked up from her meal. “Red, language. I won't have those words in my house.” Her gaze was stern, but loving. Red shirked back a bit and grabbed his red cloak as he headed out the door. “Don't stay out too late honey, and be careful if you go to the forest.”

It wasn't any secret that he liked to go there, honestly he felt more at ease there than anywhere else. He'd always been an outcast, and it wasn't necessarily because of his lifestyle, though it certainly didn't help matters. No for some reason his family was kept at a distance and no one ever explained why. All he knew was that it had something to do with what happened to his grandmother, for whom he was named, all those years ago. His blue eyes looked towards the cover of the woods and he walked towards them.

 

[FuzzyWuzzie]

Lyra remembered as a child when the forest was filled with monsters, her pack was large and she recalled being happy and in harmony, picking off the land for food, finding shelter in caves near the mountains.. But as the years grew and so did Lyra, she saw the village in the distance grow as well, her mother talked about days when it was small and insignifigant, now it was crawling with humans.. One rainy night a group of humans came into the forest to harvest wood and other treasures the creations in there depths amongst. Fights and deaths over the years, including the one of her mother by a group of bandits, they'd skinned and adorned the majestic beast that she was. Lyra herself took on a more human form than her mother, so with her pack gone and the pretty wolfess on her own in the forest dangerously near this now flourishing town.

Being a lone wolf was fine, she watched the humans cut down more trees and hunt her food, cursing them for the death of her mother - But, recently, she'd seen a much more delicate and innocent looking creature. Was it a little girl? But it's figure was flat, such a pretty face the red hood wearing girl wore, she wanted to get closer to this person, since they looked just as lonely as she was.. For some reason, when Lyra watched this red-hooded youth she got excited, Lyra wanted to see what was under that cute skirt and blouse.. She'd come down from her home to watch the delicate creature again, he came to the forest so often it'd become a routine for her. Long grey locks falling past her shoulders, perk, cute wolf ears on her head. The wolfess wore a simple bodice of a deep brown, a white blouse underneath it hugged her tight waist and plump, soft breasts nicely. She'd stolen a pair of dark slacks and boots to travel around the forest with ease.

While jumping down a small ledge her ear perked up at a snapping sound, pain jolting up from her leg, Lyra let out a shriek of pain, stumbling over onto her back, she shuttered in pain, shaking as her bright, stunning blues stared down to her leg, red blood.. Trickling down the teeth of a very sharp bear-trap. It was digging into her calve area, she whimpered in pain, long dog-like sounds of pain filling the air, her hands were shaking - What was this contraption? How did she get it off, the shock and the pain impairing her judgement. She had to get out of here fast, if the humans found her trapped like this they might skin and kill her just like her great, late mother...

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

As he walked about under the great boughs of the trees, Red started to sing softly to himself. He had a soft tenor for his singing voice, and the notes flowed off his tongue like honey. He started to sway and skip with the music not really paying attention to his surroundings, and just getting lost in the age of the woods. There was something mysterious about the place that held his interest, and he was always rewarded by discovering some new and hidden beauty that the other villagers overlooked. He was always sad when the village elders said that they were planning on taking down more of the forest, since that meant something he found would probably be destroyed and lost forever.

Today wasn't any different though the means by which he was going to discover it were. As he was skipping along, he thought he heard a snap, but didn't really pay any attention to it until he heard a high pitched and loud yell. That ,made him stop and listen. He followed the whimpering that followed to its source, creeping from tree to tree, not sure what to expect. Even as he tried to sneak, his gait had a sensual sway to it. As he reached to source of the noise, he peered cautiously around the tree to see what it was.

The sight was breathtaking, both in its cruelty and its beauty. He saw what looked like a girl, but she had tails and ears like a wolf, Still her beauty was stunning with that flowing gray mane, and those sad and yet strong eyes made his heart skip a beat. He pulled back behind the tree, unsure of what he should do next. He knew she had to be one fo the forests monsters, but then again no one deserved a fate like this. Waiting for the end to come in pain, and then having to suffer at the cruelty of the hunters when they found her.

He made up his mind and stepped from behind the tree and walked slowly up to the wolfess. “Um, er, hi?” His voice was soft and only a little higher than his singing voice. Despite hitting puberty he'd never really had that much of a voice change so he'd always sounded like a girl when he spoke. There was a slight quiver of nervousness as he spoke. “I'm going to try and get you out of that trap so...oh god please just don't eat me!” Despite the potion they were in, he was still terrified of what she'd do to him, even know he'd be able to just run and leave her at any minute.

 

[FuzzyWuzzie]

((Nothing's wrong, sorry, I had to leave before I could reply. ))

Lyra was at a loss with the contraption stuck on her leg, whenever she tried to move it an impossible amount of pain filled the poor wolfess, enough to make her stop dead in her tracks and groan softly. Her gray ears perked up curiously, turning bright blue eyes towards the sounds they picked up. To her surprise it was that supposed girl, she was staring right at her in such a helpless situation. Her long tail flicked slightly at the sight of him, she wondered what he would do, would the pretty little thing help her? As he approached she groaned and whimpered a little bit more, scrunching up her nose in pain.

She stared up to him from the ground, blinking as he informed her he was going to try and help her leg from the trapt, immediately bringing up her eating him. She grinned a bit, "Oh darling, I don't eat humans.. I would love some help though, umph.. What is this horrible thing?" She gritted her teeth, trying to pull at it, the pin beside it to let it open from her delicate flesh. A low growl let out from her throat, "Those hunters, they've already killed so many of us.. Why don't they let us be?" She turned her striking wolfish gaze towards the girl, her breath ridged from the pain, but she was holding up wonderfully in the destress of it all. When the pretty little red-hooded boy came closer she ran a soft touch across his calve.

"I've seen you wandering the forest - In that little red hood of yours.. Who knew that person I'd been admiring would save me from such a fate?" She let out smoothly, staring up to him with a pained grin, feeling her leg shake with numbness, how was he going to get this thing off? It was so strong and snapped shut, that soft, full chest of hers heaving with heavy breaths. blood staining the dark slacks she wore, she gave him a bit of a pleading look quite ignorant to the contraptions of the humans.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Red stopped stunned. He blinked a few times trying to clarify what had just happed. He honestly wasn't expecting to receive any kind of a reply from her, and now not only had she spoken, but she'd spoke in clear and coherent English. How had she learned his language? Though now that he was over overcoming the shock, he realized that the fact that she was speaking coherently and with very few inflections of pain meant that she was also probably losing sensation in her leg which wasn't good.

"That's good, uh, give me a minute here.” he looked at the device trying to find the safest way to get her out of it without injuring himself in the process. He looked about for a branch that he could pry the jaws open with, but sadly didn't see any nearby that looked like they were long enough. He grimaced a little. He really didn't like the idea of doing it this way, but he had to get her out of it. He listened to her speak as he got himself into position. “I'm going to pull the jaws open, I need you to pull your leg free once I do, and hurry I don't know how long I'll be able to hold it open.”

With that he slid his fingers in between the jaws and pulled them apart. Once they were open he held them apart until her foot was clear, his slender arms quaking. Once she was clear, he pulled his hands clear and the trap snapped shut with a loud metal clang. He spit at the ground near the thing. “I don't begrudge the hunters for what they do, but wish they'd give the animals a chance to defend themselves.” He turned to look at her quizzically once he realized what the last thing she'd said was. “You've been admiring me?”

Honestly that he'd been seen wasn't a shock. He came out here as often as he could, and honeslty he'd have been more surprised if he hadn't been noticed at some point. But the thought that he'd had a secret admirer all this time was shocking, and yet at the same time flattering. Did she know he was a boy, or was it common for wolves to be attracted to their same gender? He didn't know how to respond to this. It was all so new to him. He knelt down next to her, and took a look at her leg. He wanted to make sure the bone wasn't broken and that she was going to okay. He could see the blood on her pants and knew that meant there was going to be trouble later when the hunters came out to check their traps. They'd know this one had been released, and he'd probably catch hell for it. Somehow though he found himself not caring.

“I'm Red by the way. I was name after my grandmother.”

 

[FuzzyWuzzie]

Lyra watched the boy's expressions change, she had no idea of his true gender but Lyra felt attracted to him eitherway, liking the innocent sweet look Little Red had, specially with that modest, yet somewhat tight littl blouse, his flitty skirt teasing her.. She wanted to see what was under it, slid her hands down those stalkings and those thighs.. She felt playfully, a bit numb and achy too.. She grinned to the girl gently, the wolfess nodded gently to him, once he'd pried the teeth apart Lyra pulled her leg out fast, letting out a gentle groan of pain, "Ugh.." Blood was trickling on the forest's floor her gentle hands held at her upper leg, just above the wounds, looking as if she was trying to brace herself. A small couple pants slipping past soft, supple lips, she nibbled at the lower one then too before answering Red. "Of course, you are just my type. Such a cute thing." She breathed out gently.

As Red kneeled down next to her, she watched the boy examine her wound, giving a bit of a concerned look herself. One thing was certain, she wouldn't be walking on her own. Despite herself, she needed this pretty hooded girls help further, As he inspected her, she wrapped an around around his trim little waist, drawing him across her thighs gently, her bright eyes gazed into his with a wolfish smile. "Thank you, beautiful.. " She brushed the side of his cheek, running the back of her thumb over his lovely plump pink lips examining the girlish, cute face of his.

She leaned down ever so gently, pressing her lips to his in a caring, sweet manner, it lead to a more forceful push, licking teasingly at the crease of his lips before pulling back in a gentle pant, staring into his eyes she began to speak, "I need your help further little one, Red, would you do me the honor of helping me get back to my cave.. Don't worry.. I live alone.." She rubbed across his chest gently, it was so flat, she wondered if his nipples were sensitive - The wolf still thinking this was an innocent girl. "I'm Lyra, a lone Wolfess.. Wont you help me little one?" She growled sensually, nuzzling his neck and taking a told of one of his braids, "Such pretty hair.. And fair skin.. You truely are such an envy up close.. And even saving damsels in distress.." She licked at his neck tenderly, pulling back, awaiting an answer for her plea for help.. She was injured and helpless, surely he'd want too, Lyra would have usually been even more forward in an incounter such as this, but there would be more time for that.. More time to tease and taunt.. Lyra was liking being close to him, stroking his cheek gently as he lay against her lap. "I owe you so much.. For freeing me..

I will give you something very worthwhile.." She whispered to him gently, having edges of naughtiness to her voice, no doubt enjoying the thought of giving him a reward for his kindness.. She wanted to give the little thing lots of pleasure, his petite body was turning her on.. Even without the wolfess knowing of the surprise he had underneath that swinging, cute skirt of his. She couldn't walk, leaving space for the youngling to stand up and help her up in return, the wolfess was excited.. So close to the human she'd been stalking.. It was so exciting.. She wanted to rip off all this clothing and defile him, touch and kiss.. Hear what his sweet moans might sound like.. It may have seemed like the wolf was in heat the way she stared at his petite frame, with such a playful, wolfishly handsome smile - Yet so gracefully beautiful at the same time with her feminine figure, full lips and large, scoping eyes, sliding across his chest and thighs curiously.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

He felt the arm slide around his waist and didn't fight it. He figured she was probably looking for help standing up, and so when she pulled him in close he was caught off balance and fell on top of the wolfess. He felt her hand gently caress his face and pull him in for a kiss that was anything but chaste. He didn't understand what was happening exactly. A flood of new emotion were filling him. His heart was racing, and felt a stirring in his loins that was unfamiliar, but not unpleasant. As he hand brushed against his chest, he was enraptured by her seduction. He heard her speak her name and ask for his assistance. Something in the back of his mind was telling him to run hard and fast as he could, but he didn't want to.

“Lyra's a pretty name, but you don't owe me for this, I couldn't leave something so beautiful to suffer like that.” He stood and gently helped her to her feet, allowing her to place her weight on his shoulders. “Let's get you home, it would be a shame to have something happen to you now, especially after all that trouble of getting you free.” He smiled sheepishly. He could feel her warmth as he helped her walk, and her tender ministrations left him wanting more. So much she inspired in him as he helped her walk that he didn't understand.

“I'm not enviable. Me and my family are outcasts, all because of something I don't even understand. Some misadventure my grandma had when she was younger than me and we've been tolerated, but never accepted. I don't even see why you admire me so, when you know so little about me.” He looked up at her with a sad smile. He was smitten, but his inability to understand everything she was doing to him was making it hard for him to do much besides help her walk.

 

[FuzzyWuzzie]

She smiled sheepishly when he called her beautiful, feeling a bit of pride to be viewed by him as such, she carefully staggered to her feet with his aid, wrapping her arm around his neck, leaning against his shoulders on her wounded side, they began to walk with her limping away with winces of pain and tensing muscles each time she put weight on that leg. "Why thank you.." She purred happily to him, Lyra could tell she'd interested him, he didn't push her away or even comment negatively at her actions, he simply took the kiss in stride.. Those lips were so soft, she wanted to kiss and lick them until he begged her to stop.. To tease and play with the little blonde until he came everywhere.. She listened to him talk about being an outcast, "I can't help but be attracted to you, little one.." She whispered, "I'm not much different, my pack has left in fear of the growing village.. Now I live alone.." She told him, impressed his little form could take on her weight so well..

"But you.. You can come visit me anytime.. That way, I'll get to know much.. much more.." She said sweetly, after guiding the way for a little while they came to a tall bolder, at the edge of it was the mouth of a cave, when you walked inside there were long, hand-made lines of rocks, she'd drawn a hole through them and hung them by strings of fabric she'd ripped clothing for, creating some sort of barrier to the deeper insides of her home, upon pushing them aside she would be greeted by quite the cozy look, as they walked deeper and deeper, a single lantern lay in the middle of the room, barely alive and flickering for her return, it's soft dim light showing chests and weapons lying on the walls, flask and bottles of things set neating in one corner, a pile of ripped and torn clothing and other nic-nacs, she painfully bend down to pick up the lantern, coaxing him to walk further, the cave seemed to turn a bit, opening to another little space, there was a soft bed of yarn, clothing and furs, making a soft, comfortable looking bed. Beside it was more flasks of unknown liquid, just before this little turn off was a pit, it had large pieces of wood and kindle, she leaned down slightly, lighting the fire pit inside the cave with the lantern, blowing it out as the kindle and wood lit, making a warmer, brighter surrounding.

She finally reached her bed and sat at it's edge, slowly pulling her boots from her feet, she pushed her back against the bed, lefting her hips as she slid those dark pants down her round hips, past her pantie clad pussy and soft thighs, off her wound as well, it was bloody, three stab wounds from the spikes of the bare trap, they were quite deep.. But the bare trap hadn't completely torn through her leg. All and all, she was pretty lucky, her soft mound against those tight, sweet panties of hers, her lower half so close to being naked now. She stared up to little red, "Sweetie, would you go into that chest and fetch some bandages? They're simply ripped, clean pieces of cloth.." It was once clothing, she'd washed it and ripped it up for things just as this..Grabbing a flask beside her bed she uncorked it, it was a strong moonshine she'd stolen off a traveller who dared to try and take advantage of her in the forest - Needless to say, he wasn't very successful. She poured its contence over her wounds, letting out a groan and whimper in endurance of the stinging pain. As he was looking for the bandages, she piped up again, "Dear, will you dress it for me? I'm sure your touch is much more gentle than mind.. Such sweet, petite hands.." She admired him further..

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

He walked with her silently for the most part to her cave. He didn't really know what to say, there wasn't much he could think of to say. Everything she did left him feeling more and more flustered and confused. He didn't know what to make of these new feeling. It felt like his stomach was trying to tie itself into a knot. Was this what love felt like? He didn't have anything to compare it to. His father had left them when he was still little so he couldn't see his parent's relationship for a comparison of the behavior. Maybe he'd ask his mother when he got home. She'd loved his father, or so he figured since he was here so she must know what it felt like. He let Lyra guide him, just giving her his body for support.

As they walked into her cave he looked about. It was a cozy enough place, and there were so many things she'd gathered. He started to wonder how long she'd been out here by herself to have accumulated so many things and build up a home like this. He was so fascinated by the assortment of bric-a-brac that he didn't notice her slip off her shoulder and limp off to her bed. He looked at the various things she'd collected and wondered about the story. His grandmother said people kept things like this to remind them of things.

“Hey Lyra, I know it's kind of rude to ask, but how old-” as he turned around he saw her slipping her pants off and had a clear shot of her panties. His face flushed red almost instantly and he immediately put his back to her. She was certainly comfortable with herself, but that didn't help his situation any. When she asked him to get the bandages he stammered a bit as he spoke. “Uh yeah, just a minute.” He made his way over to the chest, careful to keep his back to her. He rummaged through and dug out a few strips, and then made his way over to her, his eyes locked on the floor. He knelt down next to her, and tied the bandages as best he could, never once looking away from her leg.

 

[FuzzyWuzzie]

She noted how interested he was in her nic-nacs, she wanted to welcome him further.. Such a cute little thing was in need of more love and appreciation of what he'd done for her. His reaction to Lyra removing her boots and pants was priceless, seeing his eyes immediately slid down her tight, shapley thighs and her panty clad mound. How he turned and flushed like that, so sweetly trying to hide his pretty face, she couldn't help but grin. "How old am I? It's no trouble.. Hehe, I'm.. About.. Twenty one now?" She answered as if she hadn't spent time with anyone in a while, almost forgetting her own age. Lyra wasn't used to being asked such things, her pack had left and she'd been alone since then.. Lyra was starting to remember how nice it was to have others around, specially lovely company likes Reds.

Lyra giggled as he stammered, her tail flicking beind her playfully, watching while he dressed her wound so nicely, reaching forward towards him she stroked the side of his arm lightly, leaning in closer, kissing the sweet things neck lightly, whispering into his ear. "Why so shy?" She drew him closer, hovering on top of her sightly, facing one another more. A soft touch slipping down his cheek, sliding down his back, drawing him even closer, she leaned up slightly, faces only inches away. "Thank you for helping me back.. And dressing my wound.. Such a sweetie." She pecked his lips very lightly, her leg pushing up between his. To be honestly, what was there to greet her wasn't what she was expecting.

Lyra paused, blinking up to him, in a sudden surge of excitement she turned the two around so she was the one on top, staring down to the cute hooded boy. "My, my.. Such a pretty face and figure, what a surprise you've been hiding.." She slid her touch down his stomach tenderly, cupping his thickness, the bulge fitting against her finger, she squeezed him lightly. "Hm.. Just how old are you honey? Such an interesting human.." She hummed sweetly, suddenly Lyra winced, pushing down closer to him, one of her legs giving out from supporting her weight - The wounded one. Her perk, soft chest pushed up against him, there bare knees and thighs pushing together, since Red's skirt had hiked up just a bit.. She whimpered into his ear, "Mm.. Guess I should rest a bit more.." She leaned up a bit on her arms, staring down to the no doubt distressed Red. "What a pretty boy.." She whispered, kissing at his nose playfully.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Red finished tying the bandages silently as she teased him. He didn't know how to respond to her, didn't understand why he was feeling so constrained suddenly. Everything he was experiencing was so new. He'd never felt any thing like it before. As she pulled him closer, he found himself swallowing hard. “It was nothing. I couldn't just leave you there.” Then he felt her leg slide up between his thighs as she kissed him again.

The pause left him worried suddenly for some reason. She knew at this point that he wasn't a girl, but was that going to drive her away? He didn't' know and was completely off guard as she suddenly pinned him to the bed. He felt her hand slide down his stomach teasing him before cupping his stiff member. His voice was weak as he responded to her. “Eighteen...”

He felt her weight come onto him suddenly, and felt her warm skin against his as he lay there. He was confused and honestly getting scared at this point. He knew she wanted something at this point, but he had no idea what. His mind suddenly focused on one clear point. Get out from under her. He pushed her up and away before scurrying away and hiding in a corner. He looked at her his blue eyes clearly showing his fear and confusion. “I'm sorry, but I really don't understand any of this at all.” He looked like he was on the verge of tears.

 

[FuzzyWuzzie]

She was surprised at his honestly scared reaction to her advances, was he embarrassed she'd found out she was actually a he? Lyra didn't mind one bit, being a free, slightly wild creature she just went with what felt good.. Being pressed against him certainly did, she craved more of it.. Now knowing that he had a surprise that could bring her endless pleasure made her even more excited, she wanted to see what he concealed under that cute skirt.. When he pushed up and ran over to hide, Lyra felt a bit sad, not wanting to make him feel bad.. But good.. "Don't be scared dear.." She purred to him, pulling herself up from her bed, she crawled over to him sensually, careful to not put any pressure or brush her wound. "I want to make you feel good.. Such a pretty creature.. You deserve to feel all the pleasure in the world.." Lyra complimented and grinned, crawling straight near his legs, grabbing one of his ankles she pried them apart, pulling his legs wide..

She disappeared under his skirt in a moment, "Relax.. Let me repay you properly.." She said softly, kissing his cloth covered crotch, she nuzzled him with her cheek, pushing up his skirt she went to work down the bloomers underneath, tugging away any underwear or obstruction to his thickness that she could find, a look of excited lust in her eyes. "Mm.." She grabbed him by the hips, pulling him closer a bit firmly, diving down between his legs she began to ravish him quite alarmingly, licking, lapping and flicking at his tip, sliding hot licks up and down the length of him, trying to settle any squirming or movement to pull away he might have. Wrapping her lips around his tip teasingly before popping off gently, licking and twirling around his head again and again. "Such a tasty cock.. I love how you dress.. Suits you so well.." She looked up to him with a playful grin, "Doesn't it feel good? Don't run away.. Let me taste you more.." She purred.

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Red shook his head as she slunk closer to him. She kept talking about making him feel good, but he didn't understand what she meant by that. He pushed his back further into the cave wall. He was trapped like a rat and had nowhere to go. He shook his head as reached up and grabbed his ankle. “I don't understand what you mean by that...”

He watched her head slip under his skirt and start kissing his erection. When she started nuzzling against him through his panties, he felt his breath start shortening. What she was doing felt so good. He was finding it hard to relax. Everything she was doing was just making him squirm. Even when she pushed his skirt up and freed his hardened member from its confines he couldn't look at her, his eyes closed and looking up at the ceiling as she began to work his shaft.

When she stopped to compliment him and ask if he was enjoying it, he didn't look down, his mind was almost lost in the pleasure he was feeling, but was still reeling and fighting it at the same time. He put his hands on her head, not sure what he was going to do. He opened his eyes and looked her with that same confused expression. “What are you doing?”