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By Kindar in Werewolf 0Denis lay on the bed, his face in a pillow and moaning as Kyle fucked him hard. He was a bit surprised, Kyle had never been this rough with him before, but he found he was enjoying it. When it came to sex he'd discovered there was little he couldn't find a way to enjoy.
This was his third monthly visit to Kyle's condo, he had told Sarah he was going on a camping trip for the weekend with Kyle, to have a 'guy' weekend. She had smiled and said that was nice and wished him a good time.
Denis groaned and started panting as a second orgasm over took him, the sheets under him were wet with sweat and cum. Not long after that Kyle buried himself in his ass and came too. He stayed there for a minute, catching his breath and then pulled out, pulling on a bathrobe as he walked out of the bedroom.
Denis was still too lost in the afterglow to comment or even care. As it faded he thought about those last three months since his first change. He was proud of himself for still being with Sarah, regardless of what Kyle had said, he was making it work with her. It did mean pulling a lot of over time at the firm so he wouldn't have sex with her, but he didn't mind that. After hours the office was peaceful, the bosses were away and now that they knew about him, his gay coworkers regularly paid him visits.
His big worry had been his monthly change; could he disappear from work for up to sixteen hours? Or without Sarah realizing it? It had proven easier than he could imagine; with the amount of over time he was working his boss had no problem if he banked some of them for personal days, when he did that he told Sarah that he was having a guys' night out with his friends. She hadn't questioned it.
Working out the timing had also been easy. He could feel the moon rise coming hours ahead. So he always knew when it was time to head to Kyle's. Which reminded him, where was he? His change was going to start soon, which was attested to by his cock still being hard.
He loved the change, as sexual as he was during the month it was nothing compared with the raw horniness that overcame him during the change, not to say how much of a turn on it was to see the fur grow on his body. He always came as he changed now.
Denis sat up, wondering again why Kyle hadn't come back. He didn't bother trying to listen for him, due to his acute hearing Kyle had had his condo completely sound proofed. You could have a rock concert on the other side of the door and he'd barely hear anything.
He stood and smiled, he'd have to track him down. He stepped out of the bedroom and sniffed the air. Kyle's scent permeated everything, but he'd learn to identify the subtle differences between old and new smells. He sniffed again and found he had gone to the living room.
"Hey Kyle," he called as he walked there, "what are you up to, it's about to stra . . ." He stopped as he turned the corner and saw Sarah by the entrance. "S . . . Sarah? What are you doing here?" he asked and then turned to Kyle, "what is she doing here?"
"Hey, I told you to deal with this," Kyle replied forcefully, "so don't blame me."
Denis was furious, "I was dealing with it, I didn't need you to fuck things up!"
"I'm not fucking up anything, *she* came to see me because she thought you were cheating on her."
"You son of a BITCH!" both man turned to look at Sarah, who had been stunned in silence up to this point. "You *fucking* lied to me." She tried to slap him but he caught her hand and held it tight.
"No I didn't," Kyle replied with an amused look on his face.
Sarah was trying to free her hand. "You told me he wasn't cheating on me!"
"I said he wasn't seeing a woman behind your back." He let her go and she stumbled back a step or two. "Why do you think I told you to come here tonight when we were suppose to leave for our 'camping trip'? I figured the only way Denis was going to deal with this was if you were here when it happened and he didn't have a choice."
"You planed this? Are you insane?" Denis exclaimed, "I was making it work!"
Sarah spun in his direction, anger smoldering in her eyes. "Making *what* work? The 'discreet' calls when you think I'm not around? The 'late nights' at work? Did you think I was too dumb to notice that you've hardly touched me recently?" She almost growled as she walked toward him.
Denis' eyes went wide in fear, her presence had put a damper on his horniness, but the change was still coming. He looked at Kyle "She can't be here," he pleaded.
"Deal with it," Sarah replied, "cause I'm here and I'm not leaving until I get one hell of a good explanation."
"Damnit Kyle, she can't see this." He put his hands behind his back, the transformation never happened exactly the same way, but it always started with his extremity, this time it was his hands. He knew he should run to the bedroom and lock the door, but he couldn't get himself to move. Not with Sarah looking at him like that.
Kyle simply shrugged. "You're insisting you're going to stay with her so she'd better see it now, cause you won't be able to keep something like that hidden for long."
Denis closed his eyes. "Please honey, just go home. I'll explain everything when I get back." He told her trying to keep his tone soft.
"Like hell I'm going home," she spat pushing him hard enough that he had to hold on to the corner to avoid falling. "oh my God, what's happening to you."
Denis looked in horror at his arm, the fur was now up to his elbow. "Leave now, Sarah," he ordered her.
She took a few steps and backed into Kyle, who held her. "No Sarah, stay. You wanted to know what was going on with your husband, well, now you're going to know." Sarah was too stunned by what was happening to fight him.
Denis' body still wouldn't obey him and run to the bedroom he stood there feeling the bones in his legs change just as the fur started to grow on his feet, He didn't look at the changes as they happen, like he normally would, all he could do was stare at his wife as her face became horrified.
Without the sexual urges, the change wasn't a good feeling.
When Denis' face started to change she screamed and fought out of Kyle's hold. Without looking behind her she ran for the door. Without her in the room he started becoming horny again. He looked at Kyle with a mix of desire and anger.
The smirk on the man's face was what tilted the balance and Denis rushed him. "You ruined my marriage," he growled, the words barely intelligible. Kyle didn't have time to respond, he was on his back, Denis straddling his hip and punching him in the face.
After only a few punch Denis became distracted by the sensation between his legs. Straddling Kyle like he was their cocks were rubbing together and now that he could no longer smell Sarah he was really horny. Now that he was fully transformed he had the strength advantage over Kyle so he was able to hold him down with a hand while he moved and lifted the man's legs over his shoulders. Once he was in position he forced himself inside Kyle's ass.
Kyle groaned in pain and Denis smiled in satisfaction as he continued fucking him. After a while Kyle's face no longer showed pain, so Denis started digging his claws in the man's legs to hurt him. He didn't stop hurting him until he came.
By Kindar in Werewolf 0"How's your mother?" Denis yelled from the kitchen, taking the casserole out from the oven.
"She's fine," Sarah replied in as loud a voice from their bedroom, across the house, "Brian dropped by and told her that he was going to quit the law firm. He's tired of representing criminals and helping them get away with their crimes." She walked in the kitchen wearing only panties and one of Denis' shirt. "So mom *had* to get me to help her talk him out of it."
Denis put the food on plates and brought it to the table while Sarah took two bottle of beer from the fridge. "So what did you do?" Only after saying that did he realize he hadn't given his wife and her apparel a second look.
"Well, first I had to stop Brian from strangling her." She sat down and smiled at him. "You'd think that after raising him for eighteen years she'd have learned that he can't stand having someone trying to run his life. Anyway, once I was able to send them to their respective corners I had a talk with him, and I agreed with him that if his job was giving him ulcers he should get a different one. So I spent the rest of the weekend trying to convince mom to let him live his own life. She relented just before I left."
Denis smiled back at her, feeling his love for her, but his body didn't react to the way the shirt she wore would sometime open and give him glimpses of her breasts. He had to work to prevent his smile from faltering. "You think she finally understood his position?" He then dug into his food to avoid having to maintain it.
She snorted. "You know my mother, eventually she says 'yes' just to get us out of her hair. I suggested to Brian that he wait 'till Christmas to visit again."
The rest of the dinner was spent with small talk. Denis was relieved that she didn't prod when he just said he'd cleaned the house and relaxed over the weekend. When they were done eating Denis took the plate to the kitchen and put them in the sink. Sarah placed the beer bottles on the counter and then hugged him from behind.
He froze from a moment, the sensation feeling strange, there was a hint of what he used to feel, the familiar comfort provided by the woman he'd been with for the last five years, but at the same time it was like a stranger was invading his personal space. Once he'd regained control of himself he placed his hands on her arms and tightened her embrace. Then she kissed the back of his neck and let him go to head to her office.
Denis put his hand on the counter and rested his weight on them as what Kyle had told him fully sank in. He could feel the love he had for her, but her touch didn't feel natural anymore. He sighed, wondering what he was supposed to do now; he'd already cheated on her, and couldn't manage to feel guilty about it. He decided to deal with this later; he went to the living room and watched TV.
When he grew tired of the shows he headed to the bedroom, where she was already stretched out on the bed, not wearing anything. She smiled at him and gave him a wink. He forced a smile in return and crossed the room to the attached bathroom, quietly closing the door. He rested his head against it and wondered what he was supposed to do now.
He knew what he would have done only a few days ago, he could even remember how excited he'd been the last time they had made love, but that now paled compared to what he'd experienced with Kyle, and right now he couldn't get excited at the prospect of sleeping with his wife. It wasn't fair he thought hollowly. He should want to hit something, but he only felt defeated.
He thought things over while he took care of business and he was brushing his teeth when he decided that even if he couldn't get hard he was at least going to pleasure her.
He left his shirt in the bathroom and then sat next to her. When she reached up to caress his chest he took her hand in his and kissed it. "Just lie there, you had a stressful weekend, let me do all the work." He smiled at her and kissed her palm.
She smiled back and then closed her eyes and he slowly kissed his way up her arm, to the nook of her neck and then to her ear. He took her earlobe in his mouth and nibbled on it, making her squirm as he climbed on top of her. He nuzzled her neck as he moved to her other ear. When he let go of it she was panting lightly.
He kissed her lips lightly and then moved down kissing her throat again and then moving between her breasts. He stopped moving when he reached the valley where they met and proceeded to slowly lick, knowing she particularly enjoyed that; her moans confirmed it. After a minute of this he grew tired of it and licked sideways along her breast to the areola, his tongue caressing it.
Sarah's moan turned to a gasp and her breath caught in her throat, the motion pushing the breast against Denis' mouth, he didn't protest, instead gently sucking on it, knowing that she was particularly sensitive there, enough so that he had brought her to orgasm simply by playing with her breast before, and he was hoping to do it again. He used a hand to gently caress her other breast, lightly running his finger over her skin and teasing her areola.
After some time he alternated breast, keeping her moaning and writhing under him. At some point he felt like simply giving up, moving down to her vagina, but he forced himself to remember that this wasn't about him or how little he was enjoying doing this. This was for the woman he loved, and she was worth this sacrifice.
Eventually Sarah's moaning turned into short gasps and then her body convulsed. He lifted himself on his knees and now used both hands to lightly caress her breasts, knowing she enjoyed the sensations continuing through her orgasm. At the same time he looked at her; he could see the beauty in the curvature of her breast and the smooth skin of her face, but it no longer affected him; where her panting and shuddering under him would normally have revved him up for hours of love making, now it was just a body moving and making noises.
When she calmed down and opened her eyes to look at him he forced a smile. He put a finger to his lips, asking for her silence when she went to speak. She chuckled and complied. He went down on all four again and kissed her, putting passion he didn't feel in it. She was panting again when he lifted his head and moved down.
He kissed the top of her belly, just under her breast. He didn't go straight down, instead he kissed his way to her side and kissed down from there, along her hip and down her leg. He kissed her right foot, from heel to toe, he then moved to her left one and kissed it from toe to heel, and then started up her leg, continuing until he was back to his starting point. Sarah was a simple woman when it came to sex, like he was, or at least had been, but what increased her pleasure was the anticipation, that was why he took the circuitous route.
Then he kissed his way down, pausing a moment to pay special attention to her navel, she was an outie, and then continued to her vagina. For a moment he worried that the smell would force him to stop, but even with his more sensitive nose she didn't smell any different, the smell simply didn't turn him on like it used to do.
He parted her lips and slowly licked her clitoris; his best friend was the one who had instructed him on how to 'eat out' a woman, he had described it as writing the alphabet with his tongue. He had then proceeded to give a demonstration on his own sister. Denis had never gotten over how stranger that family was, but that had not stopped him from trying it with her.
That technique had served him well through out his life, and even with Sarah he usually came back to it, like he did now, and she was quick to respond to the stimulation. Unlike when he stimulated her breast, now she was very loud. He brought up the memory of sucking Kyle off, hoping to force himself to get into this even a little, but he'd been right, his sex drive was completely turned off. The memory of the emotions was there, but they didn't connect with his body. He closed his eyes and slowly continued with the alphabet.
Even her cries didn't evoke any kind of reaction, not even pride at being able to bring her to orgasm so quickly. This was work, and not even work he enjoyed a little. It took all of his will power to force himself through a second string of the alphabet.
When he was done Sarah was panting, her eyes slightly glazed over. He crawled in the bed next to her and lied on his side, propping himself up with his elbow. When she looked at him he forced a smile.
"That was wonderful," she said, raising her hand languidly and caressing his lips. He was strangely proud of himself for not flinching at the touch. "I really needed it after this weekend," her finger moved down his chin to his chest, "I should replay you in kind."
He gently took her hand off his chest and brought it to his mouth to kiss. "Don't worry about it, this was for you, and it's not like I didn't have any occasion to relax while you were gone." Sarah smiled knowingly at him. She knew about his stash of porn, it was the same as he'd had before they met, and while it didn't get quite as much use now, when she had to be away he went back to it. "There'll be other days when you can replay me," he nodded to the clock on the side table, "and we both have to be up early for work tomorrow."
She turned to look at the time, and backed, spooning against him. "All right, but tomorrow night it's your turn," she said sleepily. He wrapped an arm around her and thought about how unfair life was. Here he was, holding the woman he loved, but he instead of desiring her he was disappointed he wasn't holding Kyle instead
By BigPuppyStuart in Gai'talar setting 0Not complete. Will be added to constantly. Also acts as Glossary and notes for the Gai'talar setting.
Gai'talar: The first known given to the world. An old name often used in academic circles. Equivalent to modern english using Gaia or Tera to refer to earth. Each Language group has its own word to refer to the world but this is considered the universal name. The Exact translation of the word is not fully know.
Te'( insert name ) : Te' is the prefix to indicate a star. The races of gai'talar knew stars were distant balls of incandescent gas for thousands of years. It is unsure who discovered this.
Te'naas: The name of the star Gai'talar oribits. This is the formal name for it. Many people just call it " The sun" in whatever language they speak.
The Blood star/ Blood moon: a hypothetical 3rd moon that people of certain magic affinities feel and see. Used as a symbol in old magic texts. Is invisible to most people so it is commonly regarded as a myth or is so irreverent to their lives that it is just not thought about. Mostly considered a magical phenomenon and not an actually celestial body.
Kurinessa/ the white moon: The closer of gai'talar's moons. Hesken,Ulvalter, and werewolves all howl at it sometimes. this frightens or annoys other races. It has the greatest effect on tides so it is considered very significant in Lutrondae culture.
The Black moon/ Char'tem'hjerl: the second of Gai'talar's moons orbit farther out and reflects little to no light. Many cultures regard it differently, the Valparet dislike it and consider it bad, the Lontracant use it is a symbol for for rest ( Lontracant inn signs all have a black moon on them ) and the Hesken and Fanock think it is a damned nuisance when star gazing as it just creates dark spots in the sky. Some culture refuse to give it a name so will just say " the black moon" or " the other moon " when talking about it.
Chir'tiris: The lost city that is the supposed homeland of the Skitritch. Many consider it to be a myth. Despite its relatively recent destruction ( 70-80 years ) the location was kept secret from most species. This was just seen as a eccentricity of the Skitritch by most races but it was a means of keeping pirates away from their main trade hub. The Lutrond kingdom knew where it was so they were the only pirates to ever plague the city. After the mysterious fall of the city all skitritch took an oath to never reveal its location to anyone even their descendants. The Lutrond kingdom did send several ships to loot the place after it reportedly went dark. None of those ships returned. A small scout vessel was sent months after ward and did return. After the report to the king all crew of that scout vessel were executed and the king declared publicly the city never existed. A fleet of mages guild ships did explore the city and save many documents and artworks from the city and opened a public museum about it. Despite this the public at large disbelieve in the city's existence. The actual location of the city is unknown and strange things seem to happen to people trying to find it again. They disappear or seem to lose memory of ever wanting to find it.
Lutrond: The coastal kingdom of the Lutrondae. This is considered the origin of their species.
The Wild Continent: An unexplored land that is the source of many legends.
Mages guild: A world spanning organization of magical learning and craftsmanship.
Artificer's guild: Wizards that specialize in building magic based technology but also does research into non magic based physics and chemistry.
Paerkehar: Largest and most prosperous of the fanock nations.
Earth: The name that humans gave to their origin.
Kelthgeka: A mythological continent that is said to drift through realities. Has influenced many cultures by becoming parts of sayings and legends. No one knows who named it but the name is the same in every culture. Is different from the Lost Continent but those that don't believe in Kelthgeka claim they are the same thing but with added mythical elements. A 700 year old account of a Valperet expedition that encountered it on accident is considered credible because they didn't go ashore as that was not their destination but a follow up expedition found nothing there. There is a tale of a skitritch who swam out to a hesken ship when they encountered a mysterious island that shouldn't have been where it was. He claimed to have been from a ship lost 20 years prior but says he only spent 3 months on the island. Refused to talk about what he saw on the island. He was taken to a hospital at the next port but released hours later and he disappeared before he could be questioned.
Thethen: The name given to Mysterious first civilization. It is known that this is not what they called themselves. The word derives from " Thet theo thehn" translated as " The ones that came before" Nothing is known of what they looked like. Most that is know about them is from left writings that conspicuously never describe them. No Art depicting them has ever been found. Every species has a theory that they are descendants of this race. Lifespan: Unknown.
Rapa-Putamlian: An as yet undiscovered ancient race of very technology advanced culture. They were contemporary with the Thethen but are completely unheard of by the Time of the other races. Their only impact is tales ancient tales of Flying cities though by modern times on Gai'talar these are considered either legend or belonging to the THethen. Some of their artifacts still exist but are considered of unknown origin or thought to be Thethen. A statute of one of the species has been obtained and taken to the Mages guild but no one knows what it is supposed to be ( Featured in story Old Memories New Chances). Rapa-Putamlians look like red Pandas to humans who remember the animals of earth.
Skitrtich: Rat like species that stand approximately 4.5-5 feet tall. They are agile, fast and suited to climbing. Have taken well to sea trade so they are most common in maritime settings. This name is what they call themselves in their own language. Other Races have different names for them and range in tone, from the Hesken calling them " Sketlans" an affectionate term meaning " little ones" to the Valparet calling them " Vermampt" or " Vermin ." Unlike other races they don't have a designated homeland but did at one time. Lifespan: 110 years
Human: Extra dimensional species that arrived mysteriously on Gai'talar. In most societies they are seen as outsiders and distrusted. A human language has become the trade language since human appeared all over the world suddenly so many populations learned this language and it became a useful way to communicate between the species, lacking sounds that were particular to a species or unpronounceable by any Race. ( You know what humans are like ) Life span: 100 years. Humans have higher instances of Lactose intolerance than other species. Humans brought with them knowledge of enzymes, intestinal bacteria and other advanced knowledge. This knowledge was recorded and passed around by the mages guild so the world at large think these are mage derived facts and disbelieve they were learned from humans. Ex: When humans came to Gai'talar viruses and bacteria where known as being pathogens that cause disease, but through information relayed by humans and experimentation it was confirmed that some bacteria are beneficial. After this information was passed down it was lumped into just being something wizards found out and the human origin is ignored or forgotten. Even many humans have no idea they brought vast knowledge to the world.
( Place holder ) Varulv /werewolves : Appear to be human but can transform into wolflike creatures. Manifested 1 generation after humans arrived on gai'talar. Origins are unknown but there are many theories concerning them. Each culture has a different name for them but the English or Swedish words is universally understood. The Swedish word was adopted so readily because of the wolf like Ulvalter already having Ulv in their name so many cultures already had half an idea of what it meant. The Ulvalter don't like this this as they take great steps to stay away from werewolves and don't like that world might be comparing the two. The ulvater instead call them Djarlman a portmanteau of Djarlendt ( hesken ) and human. Werewolves can tell each other by smell but other races can't even those that are known for their keen senses of smell. When in human form a werewolf will smell human to every other race. Their scent only becomes distinct when they are in beast form. This beast form is distinct enough for werewolves to no be mistaken for Ulvalter or Hesken. Some werewolves have a fully wolf form that looks like a gigantic wolf and these are sometimes if rarely mistaken for being normal wolves. Even species with weaker senses of smell can detect the difference from beast form werewolves and normal wolves. Many theories about the origin and purpose of werewolves exist but none have confirmation. It is know that the bite or scratch of a werewolf will not transform another despite what human legend says. All werewolves are born.
Ulvalter: Wolf like species related to the Hesken. Far more reclusive then the Hesken. They are also far more tempremental and aggressive but are slightly smaller and not as strong or have the same endurence as the Hesken. Lifespan: 250 years Ulvalter and Hesken are chemically inter-fertile so they can produce fertile offspring with eachother so they are technically one species but have enough physical and behavioral differences that they are considered distinct.
Hesken: The Common name dog like people that thrive in cold climates. They tend toward being large and stocky of build though all body shapes are present i the population. They are larger than many other of the races standing 6 to 6.5 feet tall. They are known for their friendliness and endurance. Their Friendliness has made them seem like pushovers in the past but they are considered the world's best fighters with a balance of speed, strength, cunning and their outstanding endurance has made them the strongest military force in the world but their disposition has been according to many the only thing that has stopped them from conquering the world. There were incidents in the past in which other races tried to take advantage of them through slavery and this ended very poorly for the slavers. Their skill at farming coupled with adaptation to cold climate means they tend to get fat but this is well accepted in their culture but this is sometimes viewed negatively by other societies. They make outstanding farmers and laborers but are also well represented in academic circles due to their dismissal of notions regarding class or species based caste stratification. This has also made them one of the more accepting societies. Certain maladies documented in other species never appear in hesken. Cholesterol build up in arteries and diabetes have never been observed in Hesken and they have a low incidence of heart disease. As the causes of these ilnesses are increasingly understood the lack of them in a race know for being on the fat side remains mysterious and is not understood even among Hesken medical professionals. They are closely related to the Ulvalter. Lifespan: 250 years
Lutrondae: The name of them sea otter like race that are most at home in coastal waters and kelp beds. They are the race most home at sea. The sea trade has put them in competition with the Skitritch and has led to a general sense of hostility between the two races. This isn't totally universal as some populations of the two learned to coexist. Their body proportians are somewhat different than the other races on gai'talar. Their legs are shorter and bodies slightly longer giving them a slight awkwardness on land but and advantage while swimming. Because of this they tend to live close to water and even wealthy individuals preffer living close to the ocean or among the docks. Have even been seen to build homes underwater using air pockets in living spaces. This makes having other species as visitors hard so it is less common outsiide mostly Lutrondae controlled territories Lifespan 190 years
Lontracant: River otter like cousin species to the Lutrondae. They Don't have the same cultural disdain for Skitritch that their sea dwelling relatives have. This lack of hostility is reciprocated by the skitritch. The Lontracant often act as intermediaries when dealing with Skitritch. Their body proportians are somewhat different than the other races on gai'talar. Their legs are shorter and bodies slightly longer giving them a slight awkwardness on land but and advantage while swimming. Tend to live close to water such as lakes or rivers or on boats. Boat decks are considered akin to the front lawn so a lontracant climbing up the side of your ship on comming on deck is considered socially acceptable to them while other races find it a tad invasive but rarely react violently because this behavior is well known and Lontracant tend to not be hostile so are often regarded with annoyance instead of suspicion when they do this. Lifespan 190 years
Valperet/ sionact: Fox like species that is known for wit and cunning. They are often considered the intellectuals of the world. They are at home in the realms of politics and academics. The Hesken are also an academically minded society so this has bred a sense of civil competition between the races, though some individuals ignore this attitude and work together in the pursuit of knowledge. Species has 2 language groups and thus have 2 common names for their species lifespan 230-250 years. The 2 cultures have different racial stereotypes about them and are still thought by some to be different species despite what the evidence shows. Sionact were freed from forced servitude to the Valperet 900 years ago by the hesken. this resulted in a persiting attitude that Sionact and hesken get along more easily than Hesken and Valperet. Some Valperet actively hold a grudge against the hesken while others openly criticize this grudge claiming it is pointless.
Alo: another foxlike species. This species is at home in the frozen polar regions and thus have had much contact with the Hesken. The societies are on friendly terms and often cooperate. Even though they maintain different languages the two cultures have considerable overlap in stories, legends and culture. Since they share territory Alo and hesken can usually undertand each other's language but usually do not attempt to speak the language of the other even though they are capable of doing so. An old unspoken code of respect states that each is to use their own language when speaking to each other so neither is forced to change behavior to accommodate the other. This doesn't always work out and if neither is capable of communicating they bother switch to English or one will speak the others language. Children of both species find attempts of the other to speak their language comical and may be the origin of the unspoken code to just use their own language but learn to understand the other. Lifespan 230-250 years
Drakkar: A legendary race. Their existence is unconfirmed and often contested. Life span unknown.
Fanock: Large eared desert dwelling fox race. lifespan 200 years. Odd occurrence regarding their life spans is they will Die the moment they reach the age of 200.5 years regardless of how healthy they are. Why this occurs is unknown but it is general accepted. The day they reach 200 they start setting their affairs in order, paying off all debts and trying to make amends with anyone they have wronged even if the day before reconciliation seemed impossible. Their attitudes can change completely and they will try to rectify any wrongs they committed even if they did not think it was wrong up until then. This 6 month period is called " the Clarity "
Baagh-raj: The tiger like people that live on the far side of the Fancok territories. Had less exposure to the rest of the world then the other races but that is not for a lack of curiosity. Until recently open hostilities between Baagh-raj and one of the 3 Fanock kingdoms kept them within their territory. Now that those hostilities have lessened the Baagh-raj want to start exploring the world and have the rest of the world visit them. They like other societies had an influx of humans 500 years ago but got comfortable with them much more quickly then the surrounding species. Strangely the language that those particular humans spoke normally wasn't much different then what the Baagh-raj spoke so they quickly reached mutual understanding. It also means the Baagh-raj never learned english as the trade language as other races had. Since the only other language they encountered was Fanock ( which Baagh-raj have trouble speaking ) they will have to learn other languages from visitors while visitors try to learn from them.
Trade language/ English: the most common language brought to Gai'talar by humans. It appeared in some many places in the world when humans came that mulitiple disparate races of Gai'talar learned it to comunicate with the new comers that it became convenient to speak to other races. The trade language has the benefit of not having sound that any known Gai'talar race is incapable of producing.
Arabic: Spoken in small pockets in Fanock territory
Farsi: Spoken in small pockets in Fanock territory
Hebrew: Spoken in small pockets in Fanock territory
Hindi: Spoken in Baagh-raj territory and oddly seems to be the same language as what the Baagh-raj already speak. Minor differences in word meaning do occur but it seems to be the same language.
Djarlendt: Considered guttural and barky by many of the other Gai'talar species this Language is the main language used by the hesken. There are multiple dialect some harsher some more musical but all mutually intelligible. ( Closest human equivalent would be Germanic or Scandinavian languages ) Most confusing aspect for non Djarlendt speakers has to do with " Emotive Conjugation" Alteration of a word to add an emotional aspect to it. This can result in single words conveying complete sentences or thoughts. Ex: Just saying the word "song" Conjugated in present temporal tense and Positive emotive tense would mean " This song is Lovely" while conjugating it in past temporal tense and negative emotive conjugation would be "That song was terrible." There are about 5 emotive tenses: Positive, Negative, Ambivalent, Apathetic and UnConjugated also called neutral. Some Dialects of Djarlendt drop emotive conjugation and just use vocabulary to express the emotion of the speaker. Djarlendt also has a Negated tense that can be applied to any word but whether or not it makes sense. In written form it is a little stroke above or through the word. The method for saying something is not the case is to only negate the word or concept in question, not every word in the sentence. The Djarlendt and Ulval writing system has both phonetic symbols and pictographic symbols that convey an entire concept. Djarlendt has gender in the language but it is only applied to something that has a personality. The most common genders are Masculine, feminine, "Unknown Individual" ( used for an individual of unknown gender. ) But there are also "Masculine collective" ( used to refer to all males of a specified group) Feminine collective ( all females of a specified group) and unknown collective ( all unknown individuals of a specified group.) There is also a growing movement to add a gender neutral individual pronoun. Applying gender to an inanimate object would be funny to Hesken and Ulvaltar. They would either think you thought the object had a mind or that you were taught the language wrongly as a joke.
High Djarlendt: the hesken language before many of the complicated rules were cut back or simplified. Is still mostly intelligible with modern Djarlendt as not all of the complicating rules were removed just lessened in use. Such rules would be the aforementioned emotive conjugation which remained and turning entire phrases into single aggregated words. Ex: "Glvecht'kleoucht" meaning something like " I promise terror in return" is made up of "Glvecht" word meaning "i pledge/i promise", " Kle " The negative emtoive conjugation "klet" which means 'in return/ or in consequence of/ reciprocated' when emotively conjugated as " Kle " it usually means ' in revenge ' and finally the word "eoucht" which translates to "Terror" In more modern hesken the phrase would have been more word as "Glvecht" ( i promise ) would be "Gle vecht" 'Gle' ( 'I' in neutral ) 'Vecht' ( promise ) *what ever consequence is promised* and 'Kle' ( Revenge or 'unpleasent in return' ) Most native Djarlendt speakers would understand the high form even if it takes longer to piece out or is cumbersome but new learners of the language would be confused by it and Djarlendt is confusing enough already. Most High Djarlendt is translated for other races directly into English as English is not only widely spoken and understood but also flexible enough to convey the odd things that can come from High Djarlendt when it jams too much meaning into dense packages.
Ulval: same language root as Djarlendt it shares the same sound palate and is still considered Mutually intelligible with Djarlendt though some words are different and speakers can not fully communicate. Also far less complex grammatically. A phonetiic shift in the past has led to distinct accents between the languages but it is never considered a big enough deal to for the speaker of either to try and change or correct it when learning the other.
Urullul: The name for the form of howling communication that is instinctively used and understood by Hesken,Ulvalter, and werewolves, even untrained individuals of these races can comprehend it somewhat. It lacks some features of normal spoken languages and can be rather vague and unspecific in it's pure form so other languages are sometimes woven into it for specificity. One extra feature is built in distance counting and number of times it has been relayed. If a canid individual hears it they know instinctively how far away it is and if they relay it will add the distance and number of times relayed to the howl. Used to be used for pack hunting before civilization. The non canid races find this language creepy and some cities discourage it's use. ( Yes this is a Ban Awoo reference )
Vulpine Race languages:
Valperet: ( Pronounced Val-PE-ray ) is a language spoken by the Valperet culture. The Valperet and the Sionact are the same species but they are different cultural and ethnic groups so they have different languages. Nasal in pronunciation but is most suited to the size nasal cavity of the Valperet. it is considered unusual when other species try to speak it as they have different nasal cavities and thus sound different no matter how much practice they have in speaking it.
Ogharm: Pronounced ( Owarm ) is the language used by the Sionact Ethnic group. Is considered a lovely in not high class language. Contains saying that refrence entire stories and are often incomprehensible unless you were raise in the culture. Example: saying " I left it in Chimmra " would mean that they intentionally stopped paying attention to something and it goes missing but they didn't actively throw it away. The meaning of this is there was a now considered mythical community called Chimmra which existed off things people didn't want anymore so people would leave things for them to Take. It has now come to mean you didn't want to deal with something anymore and it went missing or became not your problem. Another example is "Tummrin used to know." Which means no one knows and something is so old there is no way of finding out what it means. Absolutely befitting the phrase no one knows who Tummrin is or where, when or how the saying came into being.
other examples " Even Gwellin liked tits" meaning you can be into more than one thing. This saying came from a Bishop who wrote hymns and pious poetry but also drew porn. This saying has been adopted into almost every language but it started as a sionact saying.
Lellia'al: The language spoken by the Alo. This language is considered musical and sweet sounding by most races of Gai'talar. When spoken harshly or aggressively that musicality remains but can become disconcerting. Writing system is mixed phonetic and pictographic similar to Djarlendt. The pictographs are the same between Lellia'al and Djarlendt while the phonetic alphabets are different.
Fanock: The Language of the large eared desert dwelling fox people. Oddly similar in sound to middle eastern languages from earth though no common roots exist. An English speaker may mistake it for an earth language of the middle east but a fanock speaker would not be able to understand any earth language of the middle east were they to hear them. This Does not preclude them Learning such languages. Arabic, Farsi and Hebrew as well as English came through with the Humans that appeared in Fanock territories. Fanock is written vertically and can be read in either direction leading to a type of poetry that changes its meaning depending on the direction it is read. For normal use though a 4 sided diamond marks the start of a sentence and a cube the end.
Chir'kikkimissi : A chittering and squeaky language used by the Skit'ritch. This language is often spoken very quickly and it tone sensitive. This language is notable for being difficult for other species to produce. For this reason all Skit'ritch also grow up with the trade language so they are able to communicate outside their species. Chir'kikkimissi while hard to speak is not considered overly hard to read when printed as their lettering system is phonetic and grammar is straightforward. There exists a Chir'kikkimissi cursive that is very hard to read as letters become less distinct and it is written very small. This is rarely used and when it is used it is more often done to irritate someone than it is for any other purpose. Not even Affluent skitritch commonly write in it. When keeping journals or diaries that are for private use and the writer wants to make causal perusal harder they use the cursive form of the language. This can lead to the writer not being able to read their own writing though.
Lontremic: This is the language used by the Lutrondae and Lontracant. also somewhat squeaky. The two cultures have different idioms so sometimes idiomatic phrases are avoid when speaking between species. Both species use the trade language. Written form looks similar to cuneiform of earth as a reasult of how it is written. Lontrimic is written on wax or clay with a special stylus. If written on clay it is dried and fired to and glazed to make it permanent. If Written on paper or other mediums they are treated with wax or lard in a special waterproofing technique that makes durable water proof books that withstand time and wear very well but are rather flammable. Both races that use this language tend to put Libraries under water.
Unity Signs: A type of non verbal sign language inspired by American Sign language meant to be a full and meaningful method of non verbal communication. Specifically crafted to not use any features any present race of gai'talar lacks. So movable ears and tails are not needed but sometimes used for emphasis if the user has them. The depth of this language is meant to make up for all the historical short falls of the Ancient sign language. Is sometimes mistaken for Casting signs.
American Sign language: A sign language brought from earth and preserved by the mage's guild. Still used among some humans.
Alchemist/ chemist sigils: While not a true language there exists a set of universally understood symbols for elements and chemical compounds. Because of the Mage's and Artificer's guild these symbols are standardized and well understood by anyone who works with chemicals. Instead of having 2 letter symbols for chemical elements that are derived from an old name for them instead this language comes up with a symbol that is understood throughout time and culture to denote an element. The Source for these symbols can range wildly from just using the Hesken Pictograph for Iron to a newly made up symbol for a more recently discovered element. Some Symbols are taking from human chemistry books that came through with the humans when they arrived and some are from magical texts that are so old no one knows their origin. Each culture will have different names for the elements but through education have a unified set of symbols for them allowing scientists to communicate. Human Periodic tables are also used because humans discovered or synthesized some elements before their world was lost. Periodic tables from Gai'talar differ in that there are elements that are completely magical in nature and are distinguished from normal mundane chemicals. There is also a Symbol that means, "magically charged" that can be added to a normal element to denote a chemical or element that has been altered by magic.
Unknown origin languages:
Viatorem: A language who's origins were lost to time but it is still spoken and taught in academic settings. Oddly enough some human words seem to be related to it even though it far predates humanity's arrival on Gai'talar
Kzo'fck: An ancient language used primarily in ancient magical texts dealing with the outer realms of reality. Texts range from summoning outer realm creatures to banishing them and healing afflictions caused by them. Kzo'fck is not a widely used or studied language even in magical institutions. Many don't know it exists.
Flute speaking: A musical code used for communication that can relay basic information and sentiments. Despite it's name it can be done on almost any musical instrument. Humans can even use this language well by whistling. Messages can be hidden in songs or melodies or the messages can be played plain as day.
Ancient 'universal' sign language: A simple and very limited form of sign language used to communicate between species for thousands of years. Its simplicity and lack of depth meant that it was only of limited use. The signs were sufficient for simple commerce. One could say " want 4 tons iron " but could not be used to ask if someone is ok or if they need help. This weakness meant it was quickly abandoned when English/ The trad language came along as it allowed for connection beyond commerce and for more complex dealings with in it.
Dream speak: A seemingly coherent language that people speak in their sleep. Has been observed in every species all over the world. Even when compiled and words separated out no one knows what these words mean or how the language is structured. People that speak or sing in this never remember what they were saying and more often then not don't remember doing it. Those that can recall 100% of the words they spoke while dreaming don't know what they mean.
Dialect: A regional variation of a language. Each language has some differences that accumulate due to influences present in the area the speaker grows up in.
A few Examples of this is the Lontrimic dialects used by the Lutrondae and the Lontracant are different enough that certain idioms don't carry over into the other dialect or that the Ulvaltar language and Djarlendt have sound shifts and slightly different grammar. The Trade language of English will have different dialects and you can almost always tell someone's upbringing from how they speak english. The seafaring or dockside dialects have far more contractions than Mercantile or Scholarly English. Also Djarlendt itself has different dialects for normal speech and ritual use. People who sing Hesken funeral songs soften their consents taking a lot of the edge off the language. Some languages will even have simpler grammar structures made for new learners. Some languges strangely don't build up dialectic differences. Sionact is one of these, no matter the location or influences around them the sionact language doesn't change that much, instead Sionact speakers learn the other language of their neighbors and speak that while their own language remains unchanged. Valparet is similar but strict schooling and measures are put in place to keep Valparet from splitting into dialects.
Another mechanism for dialects is that races learning another language will add features of their own language to the one they are learning. Examples: Skitritch children when they are learning english will speak really quickly, Hesken children will start compounding words that shouldn't be and Valparet will be very nasal even with languages that don't call for it.
CONCEPTS OF MAGIC
Affinity ( Magic ) : A talent or predisposition toward a specific type of magic. That type of magic will come more naturally to the caster.
Bio-thaumaturgy: The type of magic that specializes in altering the physical body. Healing magic as well as magically inflicting maladies fall under this type. Like all others this type of magic is neither good or evil it depends on how it is used but is often seen as holy.
Magitech: A blend of magic and technology or technology powered by magic. A Boiler the derives its heat from magic instead of coal is still considered magitech by most people.
Ritual magic: Magic that is performed by a ritual such recitation of words, writing of runes or hand gestures. This is akin to a magical computer program that is activated to make a certain effect. They take less mental manipulation of magical energy and are used for to cast things more difficult than the cast is usually able to do. These were made by many ancient cultures and so one language or writing system is employed to use them but they can only be performed in the language they are set in. Ex: A Lontracant ritual can not be performed in any other language than Lontracant. The Art of creating and crafting Rituals is closely guarded and is not an easy feat. Sometime Invokes outer beings for a purpose.
Casting signs: Finger or hand movements used in ritual magic, these are akin to keystrokes at a computer to enter commands. People who learn these casting signs can tell what a caster is trying to do even if they have no magical talents.
Outer Beings: Creatures from extra or outer planes of reality. Range from the utterly vicious to the slightly quirky. Are recognized as a source of power by many cults.
Realms: The catch all term for the different but connected worlds or planes that are accessible through magic.
Shadow Realm/ the place echoes: This is a mirror of what happens in the physical world, a shadow of it, this is where most but not all ghost would reside. Is neither good nor evil in nature though many vile things reside there. Also considered the dream world but this is contested.
Astral realm/ ethereaum: The realm that houses a vast array of places manifest. Can also be mirrors of the physical realm but are connected to greater vastness of things. It is theorized that this is where souls go after death unless something causes them to go elsewhere.
Le Verld/ physical world/ Mundus, Miorgar : The physical world were laws of physics are consistent and life arises. Also just called Gai'talar
Intent magic: This is a type of magic performed entirely through thought and will power and the manipulation of energies through thought and focus. Someone with an affinity will perform that magic type easily through intent even if they have difficulty with other types of magic. This requires no speaking or movements though many casters will move as it help focus their intent. The moments are simple gestures and not complicated affairs such as ritual magic calls for.
Heritage memory: A rare magical manifestation of remembering all the history, stories or language of a culture. This culture is usually but not always that of the person who it manifests in. These are memories of how events actually occurred and not always how history records them so sometimes these individuals are seen as being very inconvenient.
Artificer: Someone who specializes in imbuing magic into devices and technology. Also talented in crafting.
Holy magic/ Sacred flame: Magic sourced from the creator of the universe and Deity of all Gai'talar's religions. Has grown more an more rare.
Speaker Of the Sacred Flame: Sense 1: This is an extremely rare manifestation in which the creator of the universe can speak directly through someone or tell them to do things. The Speaker can even be completely taken over to perform a task. They usually don't remember this task and awaken after feeling no ill effects from whatever they were doing even if they were up all night doing intense physical labor they do not feel tired or sore the next day and think they just fell asleep. This state can last a long time. One of the most well known Speakers of the flame created an orphanage and ran it for 4 years before waking up in an unfamiliar city in a strange country and not remembering what had happened. Skills he picked up such as cooking and medicine mysteriously remained. Often called True speakers to differentiate from the title.
Speaker of the Sacred flame Sense 2: A title give to priests who show holy affinity or have attained very high rank. Some churches such as the Alo and the Hesken will never bestow this as a title. Other titles are used in its stead and the term is reserved for sense 1 individuals.
Totem animal: An ik'sophant species that is held sacred to an individual. It is not required that the totem animal be the progenitor species of the individual. A Skit'ritch may have a wolf as a totem animal. Totem animals act as magical scouts or guides for Spirit magic practitioners.
Spirit singers/ Soul song: A mysterious type of magic that is not as well understood as other practices. Sometimes the song doesn't come from a person, it can come from a place or object. Can manifest in actual sound ( Vibration of air molecules ) and sometimes it manifests purely inside someone's head and can not be reordered or perceived through methods of sound recording. ( Gai'talar has simple sound recording and playback technology like Phonographs ) A milder manifestation of the later form can come in vague feelings. The are Called "memories of the Melody" and it has become a common turn of phrase to express a vague emotion that is not explainable. These can be positive and negative.
Spirit Singers can also influence people with song though this is not full control. Examples range from whipping soldiers up to fight to calming them down and reminding them not to get too carried away. Some Spirit singers disguise themselves as regular Bards and play at pubs to make random people feel better. They Most openly perform at funerals and can help give closure to the grieving. People who specialize in this are called 'grief singers' or 'chanters of Lament' and are the most accepted form of spirit singers. Some villages also have dedicated Spirit singers who's job it is to keep certain types of supernatural entities at bay or to move on.
Soul trap: A magical device that holds the soul or ghost of a being. Used in trapping dangerous spirits by ghost hunters. Soul Traps can also be made of living beings. Some magic users have soul traps worked into their own flesh and use it to hold someone's soul for greater power or because they are not ready for that person to die. Most magically inclined people can see the state of the soul trapped and so determining if they are holding a person that is not ready to move on or if they are holding a soul against its will is a simple matter. The Make of a soul trap can also tip off people as to its intent. When made one way it allows a soul to stay there for as long as it wants but nothing stops the soul from leaving. When made another way it traps the soul of the person but is delicate and can be broken by and outside force.
Reborn: A soul that has been born into a new body. They can usually remember their past lives or learn to remember them. Memories are no guarantee that you are a reborn and not everyone who thinks they are actually are. Sometimes people with mental illnesses think they are reborn. There are methods of checking but not everyone is comfortable with them. The most well know and Documented Reborn was an ancient Hesken wizard king who was born again 5 thousand years later into a poor Sionact household and retained his memories and powers but never tried to amass power and regain his position because he was happier with the new family. He died of old age with a large family and it is thought that his soul passed on, though some claim he is hanging around as a ghost watching over the surviving members of the family.
Focus: See Focus in significant objects section.
concepts of culture:
Religion: "Church of the Sacred Flame" The main religion of Gai'talar. Every disparate culture recognizes The Sacred Flame somewhere in their past and so it is considered the universal constant factor in Religion. The exact Nature of the Sacred flame is sometimes up to debate but most recognize it has an intention and is beneficent. Sometimes the Sacred flame picks agents to perform specific tasks in the world. ( See: speaker of the Sacred flame in magic concepts section. ) Differences have built up between the cultures regarding certain particulars of Doctrine due to each culture shaping their particular church through their saints and through their own cultural lens. Examples of this range from the Valperet thinking that each species has their own afterlife to the Lutrondae and Lontracant thinking their is a realm of punishment for wrong doers called " The cold deep." Some Sects have theological elements that others don't have and some sects are Species restricted or treat parishioners from other species and secondary. Unsurprisingly the Hesken founded the most egalitarian denomination with each race having equal standing and the belief in a unified afterlife. Their notions of morality don't flow from punishment or command so they incorporated a code of ethics separate from their sacred writings and have even called into question the conduct of their own saints. If they think a saint had a flaw they openly admit it while in many other denominations you are dissuaded from doing this. The Arrival of humans has upset some Denominations of the church of the Sacred Flame as they are outsiders from another universe so religious based prejudice is an issue. Humanity has made their own small branch of the Church of the sacred flame and incorporated elements of earth religions into it. Sometimes their is tension and disagreements between the establishment church and folk practitioners who have slightly different customs.
Saint: Saints are People known for their devotion to their religion On Gai'talar this term is preserved for people who do great things in the name of The Sacred Flame/ The light. Each species has a Cannon or set of Saints who did great things in their region usually before the cultures started mixing. Each Species Mostly learns about their own saints or the saints revered in the area they live. Not All people recognized as saints are loved by the Establishment of the Church.
EX: Some Saints like Saint Gerund Advocated the celebration of love in all forms even between other thinking species, which at the time was considered extremely controversial. Gerund Stated that Friendship, comradery and even love should not be restricted by species only by Consent. At the time of this writing friendships between species were considered as outlandish as Romances Between them. Saint Gerund was also know for his extreme brutality on the field of battle that contrasted with his preaching of kindness and caring in society. The Hesken However understand his Credo to mean " Be gentle with all during peacetime, but if someone declares you an enemy destroy them." Saint Gerund's species is in debate as He is revered by Hesken but all the writings on history stated he was Not a Hesken but never say what he was. No descriptions exist of Saint Gerund and when questioned firmly there is no proof that Gerund was male as is presumed. While Gerund's status as a saint is not in question very few churches mention him in sermons. While the Recent, Saint Vaarouge the fearless is Widely Lauded despite having fewer holy deeds and no writing at all to his name in comparison to Gerund.
Paladins: Knight priests in service of the church, despite multiple Denominations of the church existing their is only one Holy order of knights and they come from all species and are not beholden to any one sect. This has caused some tensions as each denomination tries to sway the Leaders of this holy army. This Army used to be part of the mage's guild, and formed when holy magic users congregated to share teachings and ideas and slowly became their own entity. Their ideology is more focused on service and less on influence so they often are rather uninvolved in politics. They gain most of their funds from the establishment churches who support them out of tradition and in hopes of gaining their favor.
Ik'sophant / NullSapiens: The term for any non saipeint animal. These animals are the non thinking base type and often considered the forerunners of the intelligent races. Each race has a corresponding Ik'sophant species that they hold dear such as Lutrondae being fond of normal sea-otters or the Alo holding Arctic foxes in high esteem in their culture. Ulvalter sometimes run with packs of wild wolves. Each culture has different relation to their Ik'sophant species: Lutrondae would be gravely insulted if you try to sell them otter pelts: Ulvalter will defend wolves as their own kin, Valperet don't think much about redfoxes at all and the Skit'ritch find rats to be little more than a nuisance. The terms are derived from the Viatorem language Nullsapiens meaning zero thought and ik'sophant from Sophant meaning thinking or wise being but negated by ik' which means not in the most widely used hesken language.
Ranihm/ ne'mode/ Race caste : The Race based caste system which some societies adhere to. This dictates that certain races are destined to fulfill certain rolls. Ex: Because of quick wit and nimble tongue Valperet are considered perfect for intellectual, administrative and mercantile rolls and are dissuaded from labour intensive jobs. Hesken with their amazing endurance and strength are considered good farmers, labourers and soldiers. Lutrondae and Skit'rtich are considered good sailors and fisherman, the downside to this system is that negative stereotypes occur such as Skit'ritch being considered sneaky and theiving since they are small and quiet, Valperet being greedy cheats who trick people into bad deals, or that Hesken are only good for dumb labour and combat. These stereotypes are often racially motivated and not necessarily accurate. The Skit'ritch don't steal at any higher rates then other species, but be better at it and Hesken of all class brackets are far more likely to be literate than other races. Valperet are no more likely to cheat than any other race but their salesmanship skills make them an easy target for accusations. Humans fall outside this hierarchy and this is another for of prejudice that they face.
Fra Velk: Anyone who actively rejects the Race Caste. This is consider a political label in most countries. It means Free person in Djarlendt. The term used to be used when slaves were set free by hesken warriors. Hesken culture has a deep abhorrence of slavery as Hesken were considered the best slaves if they could be controlled. This term is loaded with historical baggage in some countries and is well loved in others.
UlvalRasa: English equivalent of Ulvalrasa is " Going Berserk " This is the violent rage state that Ulvalter and hesken can enter when in combat or cornered. It is considered extremely Distressing to witness a hesken enter it as it is so unlike their usual gentle and friendly behavior. Also since hesken are stronger then Ulvalter, Hesken can do far more damage. This state can be triggered at will and controlled if the individual is trained properly. In rare cases other species can enter this state through training or magic.
VelkSjel ( Velk Syel )/ populame: Literally people soul. This concept is that of your cultural identity but is the term is meant as holding pride in your culture without denigrating the culture of another. It is a personal expression of your culture that you do not impose on others or allow others to impose upon you. Since the concept is so heavily centered on personal expression any harm you do to another person even if it is an expression of your culture is not considered VelkSjel. This concept was thought up by many species but the Valperet and Hesken words are the most popular. Not every society holds this ideal.
Joik/yoik, Evocation with the voice, shishral, Gra'jul: A type of singing that is the direct equivalent to Joiking as Practiced by the Sami people from earth. " As an art form, each joik is meant to reflect or evoke a person, animal, or place. " Wikipedia. Several Gai'talar cultures have this type of singing. Is often thought to be the origin of the magical practice of spirit singing or Vice versa. Among the Alo and the Fannock it is called: Shishral but no one knows why they use the same word as both languages had the term long before they had cultural contact. Hesken and Ulvaltar call it Gra'jul. Humans or other english speakers use the Sami term joik/yoik or call it "Evocation with the voice" The Lontracant species has this style of singing but has no special word for it. Sometimes people are unable to tell if someone is trying to spirit sing or are just Yoiking. Sometimes the Urullul is lumped into this type of singing but Hesken and Ulvaltar consider them to be completely different things. This has led to some places outlawing this type of singing because they mistakenly associate it with the Urullul which most species find disturbing.
Stutzel: A type of wrestling that is meant to be playful and fun to watch as well as a martial sport. Mostly done in small areas like pubs or backyards the two contestants hold a stick behind their back and push against each other with their chests, stomachs or shoulders and try to knock the other out of the ring. Humans often call it "Belly Bucking" because a similar sport existed on earth by that name. Stutzel is not confined to one species or gender. It is Hesken in origin but had spread to other cultures pre human contact so each culture may have their own rules for it.
Berfock: A Hesken sport that is akin to Sumo wrestling. Goal is to get opponent out of the ring or onto the ground. Can be achieved through brute strength or wit or a combination of the two.
Punchies/ spofist: Playful fist fighting. Can become rather rough. Almost every culture has sport by the same name. Spofist was one of the few pre human contact words or concepts that spread and was understood by the whole world. There are very few rules. The goal is to just playfully fight not knock the other person out or injure them. When initiating this game it is supposed to be clear this is play-fighting. That is the number one rule. Sometimes people use this as a prelude to mating or dating but this is not universal, there is no expectation that any Spofist match will turn romantic.
Thumb Wrestling: A game from earth in which you clasp hands and try to pin the other person's thumb with your own. Considered a children's game by humans it has become popular with bored sailors in dockside pubs.
Arm wrestling: While it existed on earth it also existed on Gai'talar since history began. Unlike Spofist there was no universal word to describe it. Is suprisingly popular with Hesken women as it is a strength based game they can still play while pregnant. ( Pregnancy is the few universal bars to women participating in sports on Gai'talar and games that can be played while pregnant are considered life savers to female sportsmen. )
Competitive net mending: While not quite a formal sport bored fishermen will race each other on how fast they can mend nets. People actually watch them and beyond all reason it is growing in popularity as a spectator sport.
Mace ball/ kruck co: A Hesken game in which clubs or maces are used to hit a a ball or stone back and forth. It is like a mixture of tennis and baseball. Started out as a game for soldiers it became popular as a way to train hand eye coordination.
Archery: Bow and arrow used competitively
Spear throwing: Spears thrown competitively, usually uses hunting or fishing style spears and not combat spears. Not Popular in cities due to lack of space.
Fencing: Competitive sword fighting. Name is used for sport fighting with every type of sword.
Brainoux/ zikrikik: A form of competitive poetry. The Valparet and Skitritch both came up with it independently of each other. While not Usually considered a sport it is a popular pass time that can draw big crowds. Is somewhat equivalent to a Rap Battle.
Parkour/ chetzenketch: A discipline using the enviroment or surroundings to move swiftly through a space. The only difference between Parkour from earth and the skitritch idea of chetzenketch is that chetzenketch has combat maneuvers and training built into it. Alo, sionact/valparet and Skitritch are considered well suited to this discipline due to their light weight and agility. Hesken on the other hand are not light in weight but have the agility to perform it but must be more careful in doing so as they are more likely to damage the environment they are trying to traverse. Hesken must train more to be accomplished at it. Humans also have to train for it and are not considered as naturally gifted at it. chetzenketch is considered a standard part of skitritch childhood as it prepares them for life at sea and for the foibles of skitritch architecture where jumping roof to roof is considered normal and little rope to walk or climb across are considered normal.
Fomendus: A Lutrondae game played under water in which a stone must be carried to a goal. Rules are like underwater football played in 3 dimensions. Only the otter like races play this game.
Gates: Magical gateways constucted by a long gone race. These are of various types and sizes and levels of complexity. These are usually found in Thethen ruins and are thought to have been constructed by the Thethen. No one living on gai'talar know how to work them, some organizations try to activate them while others figure out how to break or deactivate them.
Belt knife: Many Gai'talar cultures have a tradition of carrying belt knives. The knives can differ greatly due to culture and function. These knife types have many earth equivalents. In some town and cities Belt knives and Fire arms are restricted.
The Hesken prefer heavy bladed work knives similar to a Seax or Bowie knife. Men and women carry the same types. A male and female owned knife have little to no distinction. These knives are meant to serve both as tool and as weapon in emergencies. These can be passed down in families but are usually made by the owner in late childhood. Both boys and girls make their own blades as Hesken have a pretty egalitarian attitude. Non Hesken living in Hesken controlled areas are also allowed to make them as a right of passage.
The Alo carry smaller work knives similar to a Finnish Puuko men and women carry slightly different types differing mainly in decoration.
Fanock don't carry a standard type but most if not all carry some type of knife. Usually suited to whatever they wish to use it for.
Skit'ritch sailors all carry short bladed knives suited to maritime work. Families of Sailors will also carry them as a reminder of their family members at sea. A widow or widower will carry their own knife and that of their spouse should the knife be recovered. If both parents are lost at sea then the remaining children will inherit them if they are old enough to have knives.
Guns: Firearms have become more developed and wide spread. Often augmented with magic.
Stunners:Usually An electron thrower that can stun or numb the muscles of a target. though other methods of non lethal firearms are also called stunners.
Thermal ( weapon ) : A weapon that uses concentrated beams of heat. Comes in many sizes from hand held pistols to ship mounted cannons. Do no damage other than heat, if the target is insulated from extreme heat then the weapon has no effect.
Magical Focus: There are many tools used to focus and amplify magical energies. Allows for more efficient use of energy but not all magic users need them. Almost any object can becoeme one if properly modified. Here are a few.
Rod: A wood or metal rod that has been augmented to serve as a magical focus. Is favored by people who expect to have to fight using magic. It is Sturdy enough to be used as a striking or blocking implement.
Orb: A magical ball or Orb ( though it can be other shapes like a pyramid ) that levitates and moves with the users will. It can emit magical attacks and effects from it leaving the user to do something else with their hands. These are not as popular because of the mental effort and constant focus needed to control it. The benefits of it are the user can see through it and distance is pretty meaningless to orbs. They are usually strong enough that they are are near impossible to break. A full martial art focused around using an orb as a offensive and defensive tool in place of fists. The draw back is that some mages can send haptic feed back through the link connecting the user.
Wand: The classical magic wand. Is light and maneuverable but is the most fragile option so it is not as popular outside strictly academic institutions.
Imbued Knife: A knife that has been modified to channel and amplify magic. Is useful because it is both a tool for physical work and magical work.
Sword: Some mage knights imbue their swords to act as focuses so they can switch seamlessly between casting and swordplay. They are falling in popularity but are still around.
Staff: The traditional and oldest form of magical focus. Is versatile in that it can be used as a weapon, a tool and as a magic focus.
Cane: similar to a rod but made to act as a walking implement when not used in magic. Can and rod fighting techniques are a little different.
Ring: A ring used as a magical focus. Is not usual particularly powerful but is portable and concealable.
Knuckles: Bras knuckles modified to be magical focus. these are favored for fighters who mix magic into fist based martial arts.
Gauntlet/glove : A glove or armored gauntlet modified to be a magical focus. These are not as popular as they are harder to make them light. It take an expert artificer to make a simple pair of leather gloves act as a focus.
By Kindar in Werewolf 0The sound of the phone ringing was almost covered up by Denis' moaning, and he was leaning against the wall, right next to it.
He moaned again, in unison with the second ring. "St . . .stop. I need to take this." He said between pant as he took the phone off the hook.
Kyle mumbled something around Denis' cock and stopped moving.
"hello? Hi Hon, how was your mother? That good huh? oh," Kyle swallowed and Dennis baely had the time to move the phone away so his moan wouldn't be too loud in it. "Sorry, yeah I'm ok, just a bit tired and I think I pulled a muscle," he added throwing Kyle a dirty look. "yeah, that's not a problem, I'll have dinner ready by the time you get here. See you then. Love you." He hung up. "Sarah just left her mom. She's going to be here in a couple of hours.
Kyle didn't bother answering and just sucked harder. It didn't take long for Dennis to cum making his leg to go weak and slide down the wall. Kyle's mouth never let go of his cock during the descent.
"How the fuck can you be so good at this?"
Kyle finally released his cock "years and years of experience." He leaned against the wall next to him. "I guess it's time for me to go then."
"Lets grab a shower first." He said standing. "Then you can help me get the place back together. That is what we were suppose to do before you started sucking me off, again."
"Stop complaining, you were enjoying it." Dennis didn't bother replying and let him to the shower. It was nothing special, the original bathtub/shower combo that came with the house when he bought it.
With the water warm he went in, Kyle right behind him.
Dennis let the water run down his back, relaxing under it. "Why aren't my legs killing me?"
"You didn't do anything that strenuous with them."
"You're kidding, right?" Dennis looked over his shoulder making sure to keep his face out of the jet.
"No, I'm not," replied Kyle as he soaped his face, "Your body can already heal small stuff before you even notice it. Once you're fully used to the changes you'll probably be able to heal anything under a day."
"This is so unreal," said Dennis as he shook his head, and then noticed Kyle was still hard, "and so is this. Doesn't it ever go down?" He reached back with a hand to stroke it.
Kyle moaned lightly. "Not while I have a guy to play with."
"Hand me the soap."
Kyle blindly extended his hand, soap resting in it. Dennis took it and lathered his own hand and applied the lather to Kyle's cock.
"What are you doing?" asked Kyle with a gasp.
"There's only one thing I haven't tried yet," Dennis said as he pulled him close, lodging Kyle's cock between his ass cheeks.
Kyle started grinding "Are you sure about this?" He moaned as Dennis took his cock and positioned it better. "It's your first time. We can't rush this."
"You have an hour, one and a half if we don't spend too much time on the cleanup." And he pushed back groaning when he felt the tip of Kyle cock stretch his anus.
Kyle took hold of his hips and stopped him and pulled out "Whoa, slow down. Do you want to give yourself a chance to enjoy this, or are you just trying to get it out of the way?"
Dennis didn't answer immediately. "How is it for you?" he finally asked.
"I love it, but it's not for everyone. I can fuck you quickly, but it's going to hurt like hell, and you'll probably never want to do it again."
Dennis nodded, and then remembered that Kyle couldn't see him. "Ok, I understand. Take it slow."
Kyle nodded and pressed himself back against Dennis. He positioned his cock and then wrapped his arms around Dennis "You need to relax and tell me when it's too painful. Don't try to tough it out, you don't have anything to prove to me, or to yourself."
"Ok," and he gasped again as Kyle pressed his cock in and then stopped. Dennis took a deep breath and did the best he could to relax. Kyle pumped slightly so the head of his cock barely moved in and out of Dennis' ass. Over the following minutes he slowly worked more of his cock head in, making Dennis moan and gasp every so often.
When the Head slipped fully in Dennis let escape a yelp of pain and Kyle stopped moving. "take a deep breath," he whispered to him, "relax, the pain'll pass. It'll hurt if I pull out."
Dennis nodded and took deep breathes "You've done this before," he was eventually able to say.
"I've br . . . . I've initiated a few guys before, yeah." Kyle replied as he started thrusting lightly again. Dennis gasped lightly. "It's going hurt a bit more as you get stretched, but if we take our time it won't for too long."
Dennis nodded again and tried to relax some more. Every time the pain got to much he told Kyle, who stopped and let him catch his breath.
"How was that?" Kyle eventually whispered to him.
"wha?" was Dennis' response, his head swimming. He couldn't tell how much time had passed.
"I'm all in."
Dennis tried to focus on what he felt, and what it had felt like. "That was different."
Kyle let out a soft chuckle "I'd hope so."
"What happens now?"
"Now I can stay like this until it's time for us to leave the shower, or I can fuck you."
"Fuck me," was Dennis' immediate answer.
"There'll probably be some discomfort, but you shouldn't feel too much pain, your body will have adjusted."
"Do guys always get use to it this fast?"
"No. but you're not a normal guy anymore." And Kyle slowly pulled out making Dennis groan. He was right, there was hardly any pain, just a strange sensation of emptiness as the cock left him.
Before he could really quantify it Kyle slowly pushed back in. This time, his cock pressed against something as it moved and his own cock jumped "Fuck, what was that?" he asked when his breath came back to him.
"That could be a sign you're going to really enjoy this." Without waiting for a responce Kyle was thrusting in and out of his ass slowly. Every thrust was accompanied by Dennis moaning and grunting, as well as his cock jumping, sending strings of precum to mix with the water.
Dennis' mind couldn't quite wrap itself around what was happening, and when he started swearing even he was surprised "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fu . . ." and his entire body tensed as an orgasm assaulted him from nowhere.
When he finally calmed down he realized the Kyle was holding him up, and that his cock was twitching inside him. "Are you ok?" he eventually asked
"Yeah, that was something. You?"
"I don't know. My head is still spinning." Kyle held him until Dennis could support his own weight. "How long did we go at it?" he reluctantly asked. He didn't want Kyle to pull out just yet, but he had to keep Sarah in his mind. If he was going to keep his marriage she couldn't catch him like that.
"An hour, maybe a little more than that, but less then an hour and a half." Kyle slowly pulled out of Dennis, leaving him with an empty feeling that went deeper than the physical.
He hung his head and let the water run down his body. Kyle had been right. He could tell he was going to enjoy being fucked from now on. He felt a hunger for it. Now he had to figure out how he felt about it.
He turned to tell Kyle they needed to get the place ordered, but was already out of the shower, drying himself. He turned off the water and started drying himself too, trying to resolve what kind of man he was. While he didn't consider his sex life with Sarah to be vanilla, it definitively couldn't be called kinky either. The games they played occurred because the mood struck them, not because they needed them to enjoy sex. Kyle had said that not all guys . . . werewolves, Dennis had trouble even thinking the word, enjoyed being fucked, did the hunger he felt mean he was destined to become one?
Dennis caught sight of the clock in the hallway "Shit, we have to hurry," and his chain of thought was broken as he ran through the house putting furniture back where is should be, and throwing his clothes in the hamper.
Kyle told him to work on the food while he dealt with the cleanup. Quickly throwing clothes on he took food out of the fridge and quickly prepared a casserole dish so he wouldn't have to be bent over the stove.
With the casserole in the oven he opened one of the plastic containers he'd taken out of the fridge. The meat in it was sickly grey, with a bit of fuzz on one edge. By reflex he took a sniff of it as he was about to throw the content in the trash, and stopped. He sniffed it again and his mouth started salivating.
"Ok, I know it's gone bad," he said turning to Kyle, :so why does it smell so good?"
"Different body, different needs, different warning signals. meat only smells bad because you've been conditioned for it. It's a signal that something isn't good for you, but now you can eat meat that you'd consider to have gone slightly bad. Actually, you can eat meat that's gone very bad; you just wouldn't get much out of it. And it does taste bad."
"Is there a lot of stuff I'm going to have to get use to?" Dennis asked with a sigh.
Kyle chuckled "Definitely. You still look human, but you aren't anymore. Most of the adaptations you'll have to deal with are going to be because your body is adjusting itself to them. That's why you can't transform on your own right now."
"How long till I can?"
"Probably no more than a year, could be as quick as six month, varies on the person."
"How long did it take you?"
"My first few transformations are a blur, so I can't be sure. But I'd say closer to one year than six month."
"So am I going to change is I get angry? Or excited?"
"You didn't change when you were sucking me off so that answers the excitement one. And no, you don't have to worry about getting angry, except in the last month or so. As your brain finishes rewiring everything you might get a few misfire."
Dennis was thoughtful for a moment. "So the only thing I need to worry about until then is making sure I have sex with a guy regularly, without Sarah finding out."
"I'd suggest at least once a day," Kyle replied, eyeing the container, "Until you find yourself enough guys to accommodate you I'll make sure you don't get too pent-up."
"How are you going to do that?" Denis asked as he heard the keys turn in the lock.
"If you're going to throw that away mind if I take it?"
Distracted Dennis handed him the container.
He met his wife at the door as she put her purse down. Before she could say anything he had her in his arms and was kissing her passionately.
"Missed me that much?" she asked once he let her come up for air.
"You have no idea." He answered with a smile.
Kyle cleared his throat, making them look in his direction. "Oh, Hello," Sarah said.
"Hi, you must be Sarah, I'm Kyle." He presented her his hand. She shook it, looking at Dennis questioningly. Before he could say anything Kyle added smoothing "Your husband ran into me during my walk and invited me in for coffee."
"Oh, do you live in the area?"
Kyle smiled, "no, but I pick a different neighborhood to walk in every weekend, it's my way of exploring the city, but I'd better leave the two of you to catch up." Kyle put his coat on. "oh, I hope you don't mind if I take this," his showed her the container, "Dennis was throwing the meat away, but I have a dog that just loves slightly spoiled meat."
Sarah looked at it. "Go ahead, better that than it going to waste."
"Thanks," said Kyle as he opened the door, "Dennis, I left my number on the table in case you want to have coffee one evening." With a wave he left.
By Kindar in Werewolf 0Denis moaned before even opening an eye. His body was sore everywhere. He tried to remember what he'd done the day before to be this sore. Surely cleaning the house couldn't cause that.
He opened an eye and the brightness hurt. "Fuck," he mumbled, "sun's already up." He heard the water running in the bathroom. He turned on his back and saw that the door was open. "Sarah, call my boss. I don't think I'll be able to make it into work today." Even his throat felt sore.
A man walked out of the bathroom wearing jeans and drying his face. "You say something?"
Denis stared at him "Who, who the fuck are you?"
The man moved to the foot of the bed and leaned on the Footboard of the bed, worry on his face. "Don't block it Denis. You'll just make it tougher for yourself."
"What are you talking about?"
"It's not that big of a deal that you blocked out Friday night, but you need to deal with last night."
"Wha . . .what happened last night?" Denis stammered. The man just kept looking at him so he tried to remember. He'd cleaned the house, and then went out . . . no, he was planning on going out, but there was someone at the door, a man. . . . him. "You're Kyle." And the memory of the evening hit him hard enough that he had to hold his head. "My God, I . . . . you. . . we . . .."
Kyle looked at him with relief on his face.
"What did you do to me?" Denis screamed at him.
"I didn't do anything to you."
"You're lying. We had sex. I'd never have sex with you. I'm not gay." Kyle looked at him with disbelief on his face; and then started chuckling. "What the fuck's wrong with you?"
Kyle calmed his chuckling "You're a werewolf, and you're hung up on the fact that we had sex."
"What are you talking about?"
Kyle lost his smile and slammed his hand on the footboard, making Denis press back against the head board. "Don't block ANYTHING out; you're only going to make things tougher for you."
"You're insane," Denis finally said once the surprise passed. He turned to get out of bed, making his body complain. "There's no such thing as werewolf."
"You sure about that?"
Denis turned to tell Kyle to get out, but where Kyle had stood was Black furred man with the head of a wolf. Denis took a step back as the rest of the evening hit him, as hard, and knocked the side table, sending the lamp to the floor, where it shattered.
He looked at the pieces, somehow feeling they represented reality. When he was finally able to look up again Kyle was leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door, arms crossed over his chest, his face neutral. Denis sat on the bed and looked at his hands. They looked normal, but he could see them like they had been, covered in fur and clawed. He realized the fur had been the colour of his hair; Just like Kyle's had been the colour of his.
Kyle was still looking at him patiently. "Did you," he swallowed, "did you do this to me?"
"No, I didn't."
"Are you saying that our meeting on Friday was a coincidence?"
"Only partially. I was out trolling and I caught your scent. I immediately knew what you were going through so I tracked you down and figured I'd keep you company and keep things from getting out of control. We drank, we talked, you hit on me, and once you were drunk enough I took you to a motel close by. I wasn't worried that you'd changed since it wasn't the full moon yet."
"What would have happened if you hadn't should up last night? Would I have gone out and ate someone?"
Kyle chuckled. "No, you'd just have hunted down a guy, probably one of your neighbors and fucked him till you were satisfied."
"How did this happen to me?"
"I don't know. Did anything out of the ordinary happen in the last 30 days or so?"
"What," said Denis with bitterness, "like being bitten by a gay wolf?"
"Would that qualify as being out of the ordinary?" replied Kyle with a smile.
Denis glared at him for a minute and then sighed. "No, don't remember anything strange happening. What am I suppose to do?"
"Now you learn to deal with being gay and a werewolf."
Denis sighed and looked at the ceiling. "I can probably deal with being like that once a month. Am I going to be able to go to your place for the full moons? I'd rather Sarah not have to deal with this."
"You're not gay when you're transformed. You're gay all the time."
"What? Are you saying I'm going to have to deal with being attracted to guys too?"
"No. you're not bi. You're gay. Women aren't going to do anything for you anymore."
Denis stared at Kyle, in shock. Then, within a few steps he was nose to nose with him. "What about my wife?" Kyle maintained the gaze until Denis turned away. "Fuck! How the hell is that possible?"
"I don't know. You're the eleventh werewolf I know. Those who were straight or even bi before lost all attraction to women."
"And no one ever found a cure?"
"Only one was able to make it so he'd never transform again."
"A silver bullet to the head."
Denis walked across the room and leaned on the dresser, looking at the wall. "Fine, I'm going to manage to deal with this. It's just a question of not acting on what I feel for guys then. That's no different than what I had to deal with women before."
"You think it's going to be that easy?"
Denis heard Kyle's fly being pulled down and turned around. His eyes immediately went to the cock Kyle pulled out. It was about the length of his hand, and it was still soft. Denis started drooling.
He was on his knees in front of it before he realized he'd moved. He scrambled back to sit against the dresser before he could reach up to grasp it.
"And the sex drive hasn't fully kicked in yet," said Kyle when Denis looked at him, fear on his face. "You can fight as hard as you want, but you're just going to make things harder on you. You've been changed, and there's nothing you can do about it."
"Do you expect me to just give in?" Kyle simply shrugged and went to tuck his cock away. "Leave it out." Kyle raised an eyebrow. "Look, you say that I have to get use to being like this. That's what scares me. I don't feel any guilt about wanting your cock, but I'm married. I made a promise to my wife on our wedding night. Is that supposed to change because I'm . . . because I'm not human anymore?"
"I can't help you there. It's not something I ever had to deal with. Will your wife be able to deal with you not able to have sex with her again?"
"No without a full explanation. Even then I think she'll have an easier time accepting that I'm a werewolf instead. How about if you have sex with us? From what I'm feeling I'll get hard just at the thought of sex with a guy. If you're fucking me I should be able to have sex with her."
Kyle shook his head. "It won't work. There's something about the scent of a woman that kills any sexual desire we might have towards her. You haven't just lost your attraction to women, it's like there's this command in our brain that makes it impossible to have sex with them."
"You've tried it?"
"The one who killed himself did. He tried everything to keep the life he had. When he realized he wouldn't be able to. He ended it."
Denis nodded, taking it all in. "so, what ever did this to me turned me gay without my consent, and made it impossible to reverse it, as far as you know." Kyle nodded. "Are you religious Kyle?"
"Not anymore. I'm sure there's a God out there, somewhere, but I don't like what religions have to say about anything that's different from them."
"So, do you think cheating on your wife is a sin?"
"You won't have a choice Denis. If you think that looking at my cock right now is making your horny, wait in a few months, once your body and brain will have gotten used to the change. You're going to want to have sex every few hours. I don't care how much self control you have. After a day without cumming you're going to be trolling the bars and fucking the first guy who says yes."
"I can't divorce her, I still love her."
"Then that's exactly why you should leave her."
Denis held the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes." Can we drop this subject? I'll deal with this . . . . at an another time."
"s'your decision. What do you want to talk about instead?"
Denis opened his eyes. "I don't want to talk." He took a deep breath. "Since I have to get use to this, why don't you come here and show me what I have to look forward to?"
Kyle grinned and seductively crossed the room.
Denis watched his cock sway as it moved closer. He swallowed hard. Kyle didn't stop until it was pressing against Denis' nose, and he could smell his musk.
Denis' heart pounded in his chest. A part of him turned on the guilt, reminding him he had a wife to whom he had promised to be faithful, that homosexuality was wrong and that for all he knew Kyle was lying to him. He pushed that part away with surprising ease. He got to his knees and buried his nose against his balls, pulling Kyle's pants down.
Kyle smelled of sweat and sex. He licked his balls and then took one of them in his mouth, enjoying the salty taste it had. The sound of Kyle moaning sent a shiver of delight down his spine. He sucked on them until he had washed off the taste, watching as Kyle's cock grew hard. The sight gave him a raging hardon.
Looking higher he saw Kyle looking down at him with hunger in his eyes. The sight frightened him a little, but also added to his excitement. He looked back down and saw a liquid dripping along the shaft. His heart beating hard he took a tentative lick, and then another, gasping at the intensity of the taste. He had tasted his own precum once, out of curiosity, and he couldn't remember it being so delicious. He licked the shaft clean and then took the head in his mouth, looking forward to tasting Kyle's cum.
He pushed the cock down his throat, stopping when he felt some resistance, about three quarters of the way in. He fought with himself to go slow so he could enjoy the six inched of Kyle's cock he was able to take in, but his hunger for the taste of cum kept making him go faster.
After a few minutes the fight was taken out of his hands when Kyle took hold of his head and pushed his cock until it was completely in. Denis panicked a little as he felt it stretch his throat as it was down it, but Kyle wouldn't let him push away. He calmed down when the expected gag reflex didn't kick in. Kyle pulled out and he caught his breath. He looked up at him; the hunger had spread from his eyes to his entire face.
Denis closed his eyes in fear and tried to push that image out of his mind as he felt the shaft moved back in. He focused on the sensation, and found himself moaning in pleasure as the cock stretched his throat again. Kyle seemed to take that as a signal and started to fuck his face.
Denis could only enjoy what was happening to him, and enjoy he did, His nose was filled with the scent of Kyle's hunger, and unlike how he saw it on his face, the scent ignited his own hunger and he found himself grabbing Kyle's ass with his hands, digging his nails in and trying to get him to fuck him harder. Kyle let out a low growl and Denis' body shivered in response.
Denis lost track of time, swimming among the smells tastes and sounds, finding that he instinctively knew how close Kyle was getting to his orgasm, so he was ready for him when he groaned harshly and then violently exploded.
Denis pulled of just enough so the cum wouldn't go directly down his throat, after all this he wanted to taste it. And he wasn't disappointed, as good as the precum had tasted, the cum tasted better. It was like champagne next to cheap wine.
The realization made his body shudder and he pulled off with a moan of his own as his cock throbbed, jerked and then shot strings of cum in the air. When the orgasm passed he was panting and his head was spinning. He looked up at Kyle to see him leaning against the dresser and smiling at him. It was a few minutes before his mind was able to string words together.
"That . . . that was. . . ."
"Something else?" Kyle finished for him.
Denis just nodded, still unsure he could speak.
Kyle sat next to him.
"Does that mean I'm going to be your cock sucker now?"
Kyle chuckled, "only if you want to. Last night I was the one being face fucked, among other things."
Denis looked at him sideways. "I don't remember doing that. The last thing I remember was fucking you."
"I know. I could tell when your rational mind shut down and your instinct took control. It's what will happen if you try to repress your sex drive."
Denis sighed. "It's safe to say I won't want to repress it. I've never had an orgasm without touching myself. I've never felt so INTO having sex."
"Even human our senses are stronger than normal humans, that makes sex something much more interesting. When you're a werewolf, it can't even be described."
"I know what you mean. I don't know if I can wrap my head around the thought I'll be feeling like that again."
Kyle chuckles and patted his leg. "You can trust me on that, you're going to wrap your head around it. And everything else you'll be able to do," he said as he stood.
"You mean there's more?"
Kyle gave him a mysterious smile before turning to head out the bedroom.
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