Hybridization

Chapter 195 – One Last Game (R-18)

“Instincts are a hell of a thing. It’s like having the impulse control of a child at a playground. They might not know why they do something, but a gut feeling drives them. That’s what its like, especially for us.” – Jade trying, once again, to explain things to a human.

Kurt was standing on his porch, looking out over the trees that stretched behind his house. He had been enjoying the sunny day while taking some time away from his workbench and the business of the Order. It was a little early for his mandated lunch break, but he had pretty much run out of things to work on anyway.

A breeze blew in, cutting some of the summer heat and carrying with it the scent of his territory. There was something carried on the wind, a faint smell that he couldn’t quite place but knew he liked the smell of. An urge rapidly grew within him and, having nothing stopping him, he shifted.

Transforming and growing to his full height, Kurt once again turned his nose to the wind. His lupine senses and the inherited knowledge that being a lycan gave him helped isolate the smell.

Val.

He should have known. It all seemed so obvious now, the slightly smoky smell that she had which carried a hint of ozone. That was mixed with the ever-so-slight musk that he associated with the more mammalian, animal-based para’s. Rindi had it, werewolves had it, the gnoll on Gella’s team definitely had it, and kitsune had it.

With the scent identified, that did leave the question of what she was doing. He decided that he might as well find out what she was up to, giving in to the curious lupine portion of his mind at that moment. Everyone else was in the house except for his mother who had gone off to visit someone, so he didn’t have anyone stopping him.

Kurt sent a mental message to Kristi, letting her know he was going to go check on Val. The dragoness didn’t tell him what Val was up to but confirmed that she would hang around with Rindi and his dad.

Starting off at a trot and leaning into it, he built up to a loping run. It wasn’t exactly the most graceful of gaits that a creature could make, far from something like a real wolf. Part of that problem was the semi-humanoid body arrangement of a werewolf, but the other part of the problem was that he didn’t spend much time in his shifted form. That was something his wolf really would like him to change.

As he ran into the woods, Kurt though he might want to change that too. He was enjoying the sense of freedom and the way he was moving along the ground. He sensed so much more, able to pick up on things he would normally miss.

Scents and sounds were the major senses that had improved but there was also the feel of the land around him. He especially liked the way the earth felt under his paw pads. There was enjoyment in weaving between the trees and bounding over creeks. He also enjoyed feeling the strain and flex of muscles being used in a way that wasn’t tensing for a fight.

Kurt had to stop every so often, scenting the wind and changing course. He could have used the magic of the implant to track Val but felt that it was unnecessary. He knew she was close and he was enjoying the more natural process of locating her.

Eventually, Kurt found her. She was sitting on a large rock at the top of one of the ravines that snaked along his land. At first glance, Kurt wasn’t sure what she was doing but he felt calm focus coming over the necklace.

Val’s focus and calmness changed to curiosity and excitement when she looked up to see him amble into view. She smiled as he wove his way through the trees along the side of the ravine and held out a hand to him.

Seeing she wasn’t going to get up, Kurt made his way over. He slid up beside her, brushing his face against her while taking a seat beside the boulder. She had scooted over enough that she could lean on him from where she sat, fingers running through his fur.

“What brought this on?”

“I could smell you. Got curious.” Kurt answered via the implant. He didn’t want to shift his face and muscles around to talk when he could do it mentally.

Val laughed. “I meant you shifting.”

Kurt ducked his head. “I smelled something familiar. Shifted to get a better scent.” He shrugged slightly. “Figured I should stay like this to come see you.”

“Do you like it?” Val asked. “Being in your lycan form for more than fighting.”

“It’s something I need to do more.” Kurt admitted, feeling his ears flick in annoyance. “It was overdue.”

Turning, Val stared at him. “You’re different like this.”

“How?”

“Well, that for starters...” Val resumed combing through his fur. “Simple isn’t the word I am looking for but you seem less… complicated? I don’t know. It’s just different.”

His eyes turning, Kurt looked sideways at her. “Is it bad?”

“Hmm, no.” Val said with a smile. “I like it. I can feel you through the necklace. It feels good. Like a more honest version of an already honest man.”

“You feel different too. When you change.” Kurt pointed out. “Still tricky and fun but with less work.”

Val leaned into him a little more. “Yeah, Inari said that too. Well, she warned me about it. That I would have instincts and urges that I might not like.”

“You are still you.” Kurt declared. “Just less complicated.” He grinned, the corner of his lip pulling back to reveal half his teeth.

Slapping him playfully, Val put on an affronted face. “Using my own words against me. That’s teasing.”

“Says teasing incarnate.” Kurt swung his head around and booped her cheek with his nose.

“Gawh. Wet nose.” Val laughed and wiped her cheek with her sleeve. “That’s no-IIIIIEIEEEEEE! PFwbt, Stahp! Mercy!”

While she didn’t appreciate his nose, she seemed to like his tongue licking her face even less. “Hmm. You taste nice. Tingly.” Kurt licked his chops. She didn’t taste like food, but he liked the sensation of licking her. It made him wonder what Kristi tasted like.

“That’s not where I want you to lick me.” She pouted, turning away from him theatrically.

“Where do you want to be licked?” He asked, surprised by his own candor and how easily he said it. He huffed some hot air on the back of her neck and placed one of his hands on the rock next to her leg.

Val looked back at him over her shoulder. “You should know, Lupus Rex.” Her eyes shimmered and the corners of her eyes crinkled in a smile hidden by her shoulder.

Kurt bumped her with his nose again, this time at the base of her tails. “I think I do.”

Surprising him, Val turned around and kissed his cheek. “Gotta catch it first.” She said with a wink then vanished from the rock.

Reappearing in mid-air, Val landed on the sun mottled leaves beside the boulder in her fox form. Six feet of lean, vulpine body, covered in sleek midnight black fur was followed by a trio of tails, each one a few feet in length and swaying behind her to their individual rhythms.

Turning, Kurt looked at his mate’s fox form. “A dangerous game, vixen.”

In a smile similar to his own, the fox grinned. “But very rewarding if you win.” She replied, also using the implant after shifting.

“And if you lose?”

The giant fox blinked, the smile now showing all her teeth and the tip of a pink tongue sticking between the front ones. “It isn’t any less rewarding… for either of us.” Then she was gone, springing away and running through the trees.

Kurt gave chase. He felt instinctually driven to follow her, the prey drive of a pursuit predator only a small part of it. The majority was his love for her and sudden desire that his wolf had. In their shifted forms, there was something more to their connection. They could feel each other through the implant and the necklace but also experienced a baser understanding they got from their senses.

Kurt immediately noticed something. While Val was fast, he made her look slow. And while he was nimble, she made him look clumsy. His longer stride was more than she could ever hope to outrun but the darting turns and weaves she made left him sliding past her.

They played a game of chase around the top of the ravine. Every time he got close enough to touch her, he would reach out a paw, tapping her gently on the back. Then they would switch, he would do his best to evade but was almost always pounced on from an odd angle accompanied by the cackle of the fox’s screeching laugh.

Back and forth they went. The pounding of paws on the forest floor accompanied by the sound of playful yips, growls and whines. They actually played, each of them leaning into that more animalistic part of themselves, just enough to enjoy the moment and keep things fun. But, though there were no rules to the game, it had to end sometime.

Kurt had just tagged Val, immediately turning to run back but slipping on the churned dirt. His mate came springing off a nearby tree and dropped heavily onto his prone form as he scrambled to his feet, whirling on her after she bounced off him to land on a flat stone sticking out of the leaves.

They both froze, looking at each other, barely panting from the exertion. Their supernatural bodies not fatiguing nearly as quickly as a regular person or animal. Yet, they knew, this would be the final round, the one that actually mattered now that they knew neither of them would accidentally hurt the other.

Standing stock still, legs tensed, Kurt dug his claws into the ground. He sunk his paws into the dirt, ensuring he had a good grip as he kept his eyes locked on Val. For her part, Val matched his tension. She also stared back at him, eyes searching his face while her legs tensed like springs.

For several moments, they remained locked in the standoff. Neither of them daring to blink. Finally, the tension was broken when Kurt’s eyes snapped to the flick of one of Val’s tails that had twitched. In a spray of dirt and leaves, the chase was on.

Lunging forward, Kurt cleared the dozen yards between them in a blink. Val’s already half crouched posture allowed her to launch herself under him and avoid his grasping hands.

Kurt landed on all fours, spinning and surging forward toward the sound of Val scampering across the ground. He once again bounded forward, two quick strides carrying him level with her and causing her to juke to the side. He pursued.

Val darted away, no longer running along the edge of the ravine, having been blocked off from that path. Instead, she fled downhill, using her more agile and even stance to gain the advantage of the steep decline into the ravine bottom. She zipped left and right along the slope, narrowly avoiding Kurt’s hands as she all but slithered her way downward.

While Val had made it to the bottom first, Kurt wasn’t far behind. He landed in the creek bed with a splash, throwing gravel up behind him as he gave chase to the fluffy black fox. Every time he closed the distance, Val began to dart uphill, only for him to cut her off with his superior speed.

The bottom of the ravine wasn’t nearly as densely covered in trees, giving Val few opportunities to use her agility to her advantage. Still, she managed to get creative with the larger rocks and roots that suck out from the sides as she worked her way down to the bottom where the creek trickled lazily.

It seemed she was looking for an exit, a way to go up the steep slopes but was soon unable to find one. As they ran, the walls of the ravine grew steeper and more narrow as the ground became rockier. The creek itself was no longer a shallow trickle of water but now had deeper pools where the bedrock had eroded more. Still, she ran, hearing the splashing from behind her growing closer with every moment.

Behind her, Kurt could smell her excitement. It was a heady mix that was driving him on to close the gap. He saw the little tilt of her head, the jukes and turns growing fewer and fewer as she realized they were boxed in. It was then that he got a whiff of something more from her, combined with the emotional feedback from the necklace, it was too much to bear.

A moment later, Kurt saw the set of her feet on a larger rock as Val prepared to leap to the next one. It was a sign he recognized from their earlier play, and his elven mind had come up with a solution for. They both leapt at the same time but one of them leapt much farther than the other.

Val’s fore paws touched down on the flat rock she had been aiming for but before her hind paws could come down, she felt it. Kurt had landed right on her, his paws astride her as his mouth descended and she felt the heat of his body over her. She felt the bite a moment later, gentle but firmly grabbing the scruff of skin and fur of her neck as he pressed her belly down to the ground

“Caught you.” Kurt mentally growled in triumph. He began changing back to a human, not really prepared to get it on as a werewolf. He wasn’t sure Val would appreciate that either.

Feeling him assert his hold over her, Val shifted and willed her clothes to stay in her ring. His jaws immediately went slack, not a bit of pressure applied by his teeth. “Then take me!” She was beyond ready, having been working herself up for the past half-hour in their ‘play time’.

While Kurt shifted to human shape, Val scooted backward, pushing her bare ass upward while keeping her face to the moss-covered rock. She wanted to present herself, her needy pussy, to her mate, her wolf-king. She was his to claim. “Do it hard! Claim your priIIEEEEooooohhhh. UUunHhhaaaaa.” She had barely felt his hand on her waist before he entered her.

The exalting words trailed off into a satisfied moan as Kurt’s cock found her opening and he pushed himself inside. There was an initial half-thrust, to align himself before he pulled back and rammed all they way in. He had known she was worked up, having smelled it during their chase, but he was still surprised at how wet she had been, which allowed him to do just what she wanted.

Kurt had taken an aggressive stance, one knee down and the other up, that foot planted beside Val’s knee. He grabbed hold of her hips with both hands and pulled her toward him as much as he pushed downward.

“Ungh. Oh-FFff-uck-yuhs. Ah! Ohff-ffuck baby yes!” Val grunted with every impact. She tried to raise herself up, to adjust her position but only got as far as turning her head before his hand landed in the middle of her back.

Pushing her down, Kurt locked eyes with her. “Stay dooooown.” He half spoke, half growled while making eye contact with her. He felt the walls of her pussy clench around him as he asserted his dominance over her. He would have been gentler, but the necklace was telling him that she was loving the change in dynamic.

“OOohhh.” Val groaned and squirmed under him. “Am-I Unnh… Am I a good, ah, little prize?” She cooed between moans. She couldn’t help but close her eyes and soak it in. Normally in this position she liked to add a little stimulation for herself but didn’t think she would need it at this rate.

“The- best prize-aahh ever.” Kurt managed to say between the sound of slapping flesh. He looked down as she closed her eyes. Every time his hips crashed into her supple ass, a little ripple radiated from her reddening cheeks, shaking her splayed tails and pushed her more into the mossy ground.

“I might… just claim you… and keep you… like this… forever.” Kurt changed his pace, going from a series of rapid, hard thrusts that were short to long ones that ended in him firmly pressing into her. Every couple of words was paired with a slow draw backward before a sudden hard thrust after only the crown of his cock was still in her.

“Oh-shhi-iit. Uhh-aah Kurr-rtttt” Val responded to his words in a barely coherent voice, muffled as it was by her face down position. “Immm-I-Ugh…c-cc-coming!”

Along with the rhythmic tensing of Val’s pussy, Kurt felt a warm wetness gushing run down his balls that made the slapping of his thrusts all the lewder. Still, he wasn’t far behind and was concentrating as Val’s knees slipped.

He held on to her waist, lowering her slowly but not extracting himself as he put her completely prone. Kurt still had some ways to go and pressed himself down, laying his bare chest against her back and wrapping his arms around her while he continued to pound her.

One arm slithered under her belly, just over her navel and wrapping around to hold her. His other arm went in a more upward motion, going between her breasts to grab her shoulder and leaving her other one free for his teeth.

Kurt bit down on Val’s trap muscle, causing her to cry out in a mix of surprise, pain and pleasure as he held her with both hands and his mouth. Using his leverage, he continued his deep and forceful thrusting into her once again squeezing pussy.

“Going to…Fuck. Going to come.” Kurt grunted after taking his mouth off her shoulder, his limit finally reached.

“Fuck-yes. Do-it. Come in me. Fill me, Kurt. Fill your prize.” Val hissed, her hands scrabbling behind her to grab at his arms and try to pull him into her.

A few thrusts later, Kurt did just that. He groaned in a tone that was almost a howl of pleasure as he shoved for all he was worth. He pulled Val upward and himself down, feeling the head of his cock hitting the front wall of her pussy as he began pumping into her. His mouth once again returned to her shoulder, resuming his instinctual hold on her while muffling his groan of pleasure.

Each of the shaking thrusts was held at the bottom for just a moment as he shot his load into Val. The entire time he refused to release his hold on her and she did the same, clutching at whatever part of him she could.

“Yes… oooohhh… you’re amazing.” Val whispered at him over her shoulder. “That was sooo gooood.” She finished with a shuddering groan.

Kurt finally let his jaw relax and pulled his head back just far enough to confirm his bite hadn’t broken the skin. He started to pull away but Val gripped his arms, digging her nails in.

“Don’t you dare. Not yet.” She said and punctuated it by wrapping her feet over the back of his knees in a surprising show of flexibility.

“Well, in that case.” Kurt gave her a very lupine grin and started slowly working his hips.

Val’s toes curled and she stretched her neck out of reflex as she moaned softly. Kurt’s hands unwrapped from their resting places and he pushed off her, almost pulling out completely. Before she could object, Kurt had rolled her over, exposing her slightly dirty chest and face to the sky as he settled back over her and reseated his cum covered shaft in her messy pussy.

He kissed her, cutting off her moan by sealing her mouth with his. Their tongues wrapped around each other as her ankles came to wrap around his waist.

Their next session was slower, more passionate and just as fulfilling as the first one. It was the moments like these that Kurt and Val got to really appreciate their relationship. They were reminded of its dual nature, the mix of dominance and passion that they so loved.

As their ardor built, Val managed to orgasm once again before Kurt had reached his limit. He had picked himself up, hovering over her as he built his tempo but kept the thrusting relatively gentle after the earlier, more aggressive sex.

“Val, close.” Kurt said.

Propping herself up on her elbow, Val leaned in and kissed him. “MMmm. Come on me this time.” She whispered, after breaking the kiss.

“What?” confusion at the request almost cutting Kurt’s impending climax short.

Val smiled and slid out from under him. She pushed him back on his knees and turned him as she let her feet fall off the edge of the rock “Here.” She said and took him in her mouth.

“Oooaaahh.” Kurt groaned. The shock of going from wet heat to relatively cool air, then back to wet heat throwing his senses for a loop. He looked down to see that Val was kneeling on the ground, putting her head level with his crotch as she grabbed his hands and put them on her head.

While the shock of the position switch had rolled his timer back a little, it wasn’t much and Kurt groaned. “UUUghh, close.”

Increasing her pace for just a moment, Kurt could feel the head of his cock touching the back of her throat for a few bobs of her head. Just as he started to twitch, Val pulled off of him and wrapped her soft hand around his shaft and began pumping him.

“Come on. Cover me.” She urged, giving him the most salacious look he could imagine at that moment. “Cover me with your cum. I want to smell like you for days.”

He lost it. Kurt seriously lost it and his hands moved on reflex. One hand knocked Val’s out of the way while the other grabbed her hair, bunching it right between her ear. He tilted her head back and she bared her chest to him as he stroked himself to completion.

Spurt after spurt splashed all over Val. Some on her face and a little in her hair, but the vast majority of the impressive load landed on her chest. Kurt didn’t realize he produced so much, let alone on his second wind and stared at it as he finished and sat back on his heels.

Kurt watched in silence, marveling at the lewdness from his, admittedly, lewdest wife. “I thought you didn’t like the taste.”

Val kept eye contact as she smiled, running a finger through the semen covering one cheek and flicking her tongue out for a lick. She made a little face as she tasted it, before flicking it away. “Hmm, not as big a fan as Kristi still but it’s better than before.”

“And the whole…” Kurt gestured to all of her scandalous glory.

Shrugging, Val ran a hand down her chest, almost smearing it more than she scraped it off. “Urge from my fox.” She looked up at him. “Did you like it?”

“Which part?” Kurt grinned though he had a feeling he knew.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ then.” Val returned his grin and reached out for his hand.

Letting her lead, Kurt followed as Val pulled him to the deep pool of water near the rock he had caught her on. The refreshingly cool water was almost deep enough to cover Val’s breasts. She ducked down, lowering all but her ears below the surface and coming up to wipe away the majority of the mess on her.

Being a gentleman, Kurt helped with the bits of what he accidentally put in her hair before kneeling and pulling Val into a hug. “I love you, Val Rosk.” He whispered while holding her close as she sat on his lap, facing him.

Returning his embrace, Val looked up. “Even with all my antics?”

“Especially with your antics. They led us to this after all.” He leaned down and kissed her.

After they broke the kiss, Val smiled. “I love you too, my mate. How about you put those hands to use and help me finish rinsing off? The others will know from smell, but I would rather they not know from sight. Not that I will keep this a secret or anything. Though, I do enjoy these little one-on-one moments.”

“Well, I am glad we got to share one last one before our next adventure.” Kurt said while Val pulled his hands down to her butt which he kneaded gently, aware of the abuse it had just taken. He felt her reach back and run her hand under herself as a little of his semen drifted away, headed downstream.

“One for the road as they say.” Val sighed and turned around, sitting in his lap and leaning back against him.

Kurt used the opportunity to get a few playful fondles in while rubbing her down. Neither of them was in a rush and chose to enjoy the quiet moment together. They couldn’t be sure when they would next have the opportunity.