Free at Last (anyone, bored)

Evgeni wandered along the lawn, a little stiffly, wincing as he moved for the first time in days. He stretched his arms above his head, back arching with a quiet whine in a combination of discomfort and relief. It was so nice being able to move around outside again, to be able to feel the cool night air on his skin and the grass against his bare feet.

Perhaps it was being a lycan, or maybe it was just himself, he didn't know, but he couldn't stand being cooped up indoors. And now that he was healed, he felt like he could defend himself more.

Being injured made him feel vulnerable and insecure, and he was happy that it was almost over now.

Lino lay sprawled out on the grass in front of the mansion. He was in his human form, wearing his usual casual attire.

His colors were a little brighter today. A salmon pinkish button up shirt, a dark blue pair of jeans with no tears for once, beat up sneakers and a brown olive colored beanie on his head.

He looked pretty good actually, a lot better then on some days when he just didn't care.

He lay on his stomach, his back and rear end feeling a little sore for... reasons.

His eyes were closed, and he appeared to be sleeping, though really he was awake, just zoning out.

He let his mind focus on everything around him. The way things sounded, felt, smelt like. Everything. Sometimes he didn't enjoy his heightened senses, but on nights like this he very much did.

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Because I'm a silly derp that is his outfit in case anyone wants to see. Plus beat up sneakers of course.

He tensed as he saw a figure sprawled on the lawn, and made his way over cautiously. The man had the scent of a Lycan, and for this reason, he was a little wary, and more than a little on the defence. But he seemed to be young, and looked quite fragile, so perhaps he wasn't a threat after all.

Provided of course nobody was with him.

"Hey. Who are you?" he shouted over.

Lino jumped a little when the voice intruded on the otherwise peaceful and silent setting.

He sat up and looked around until he finally saw the source of the voice, a man with long brown hair. Another lycan.

"Uhm...Lino..." He answered in a somewhat timid voice, looking around and noticing that they were the only ones that were out there. He hated being alone with other guys that weren't Zakhar.

Why did this guy care who he was anyway?

Evgeni cocked his head at the timid voice, a smirk slowly creeping across his lips. Obviously no threat. The man sounded nervous, and looked fairly weak too.

"Lino." he repeated, the Italian name rolling off his tongue, slightly mispronounced in his thick Bulgarian accent.

He wandered over to the boy, taking a seat close beside him.

"No need to look so scared, I won't hurt you." he purred, eyes glinting mischievously.

It seemed so long since he had picked on someone. And this Lino seemed like a good target. Young, timid, and very cute. Perfect.

Lino looked at the man, not making eye contact with him though. He stared at the man's torso instead, watching him as he came closer.

Why was he coming closer?

Lino looked down at the grass when the lycan sat next to him. Truth be told his backside hurt from sitting on it, but he took the discomfort in stride, not showing any signs of the pain on the outside.

"What'e do you want'e?" He asked in a quiet voice, his Italian accent showing all ready.

He faked a hurt expression, though his eyes continued to dance. "I only want to play with you."

A deep purr rumbled in his chest as he wound of the locks of hair at the base of Lino's neck around his finger, giving it a sharp tug to pull him down onto his shoulder.

"You're a cute one." he murmured, more to himself than the boy, grin widening.

His fingers darted over the collar around the boy's neck, cocking his head with a smirk. So he was already taken? No matter. He was sure that he could deal with anything that was thrown at him. And when a boy this adorable was obviously submissive, how could he resist teasing him a bit?

He seized a larger chunk of the boy's hair, yanking his head back roughly to graze his jaw with his teeth, murmuring softly into his ear.

"Whose is this, then, hmm?"

Lino's eyes widened when he heard what the lycan said, but before he had time to further react, he felt his hear being pulled back, causing him to rest on the mans shoulders.

He gasped out softly and brought his hands up to try and get away, though this lycan was stronger then him. He dug his small nails into the mans wrists and kicked his feet out to try and get away, all though it was useless.

He couldn't help but whimper out loudly when he felt the man begin to graze at his jawline.

"Y-you d-don'te want'e to do dis" He simpered, his voice obviously full of fear and nervousness. "ef Zakhar saw'e you h-he'd hurt you" the boy tried to warn.

His smirk widened as nails dug into his arms, relishing the moment of taunting the boy. Some small part of him enjoyed the pain almost as much as he enjoyed inflicting it, and for a moment, his eyes slid closed with a sigh.

Pulling the brunet locks hard, he forced the wolf to expose his throat, kissing up and over his jugular to nip at his chin sharply, before turning to dip his tongue into the shell of the boy's ear.

His warm breath caressed the skin as he chuckled lowly, silver eyes gleaming.

"Don't worry, malko vŭlk, I can take care of myself."


(Translation: "little wolf")

Lino cried out softly when he again felt his hair get tugged back. He scratched at the man's wrists and hands to try and break free.

He wanted to beg the man not to do this, to let him go, but he knew that was useless. His begs and pleads had fallen on deaf ears before. He wasn't going to waste his breath.

A shiver ran down his spine when he felt the man licking beside his ear. He arched himself about and squirmed more then before.

"You dont'e know what'e yurr'e talking about!" He said in a desperate voice.

Evgeni purred quietly at the scratches down his arm, giving the boy's hair another rough tug, his nails scraping down the boy's spine and back painfully.

"Oh, I think I do."

He chuckled into the boy's ear again, nipping it sharply. Even though he was injured, he had never been this badly wounded on a bounty before, so he had good reason to believe that he was stronger than most supernaturals. He was convinced that he could deal with Lino's master.

"I can cope with anything he throws at me, and more." he purred, giving another tug to the boy's hair.

The pups eyes grew wide when he felt Evengi’s nails scratching down his back, all ready welted and sore from his own master’s attentions. He gasped and cried out, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Stop!” He begged, squirming and struggling to break free despite the painful jerking and pulling on his hair.

It was more for Evengi’s sake than his own. He didn’t care about himself, or what other people did to him.

But Evengi had no idea what he was getting himself into and that thought made the boy’s gut churn.

He gave the boy's leg a sharp, reprimanding slap, sucking a patch of skin into his mouth and biting down hard, teeth kneading at the skin. Pulling away, he smiled in satisfaction at the dark mark that he had left on the man, smirking to himself.

Tugging the boy's hair one final time, he climbed off him, standing up again to begin to walk away.

"Wait until your master sees that, and you'll see that I can take him." he called back, waving.

"Dovizhdane."


(translation: "Goodbye")

Lino gritted his teeth but responded as he always did to hits, he stopped resisting. He kept his eyes squeezed shut and could help but whimper out as the man sucked on his skin, right next to the collar.

Once the man let him go he nearly fell back, catching himself before he did. He sucked in a few breaths from being so riled up.

The boy reached one hand up and felt over his skin where Evangi had marked him.

"Cazzo merda muto." He grumbled, watching the man walk away.

For that idiotic man's sake he would try to hide this mark the best he could from his Master.

Quickly the young wolf got up and went straight to his room, hoping Zakhar wasn't there so he could check the damage and see how difficult it would be for him to cover.

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"fucking dumb shit."