Scent
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16th September 2084
I walked along the muddy track with the wet ferns brushing against my jeans. It was still drizzling, but at least the rain was light and I didn’t mind my clothes turning damp.
I just had to get out of the house! I had to get away from my parents. I had to get away from their quiet talks and their worried glances. I couldn’t stay a prisoner inside my bedroom forever.
Being inside for too long always gave me a head-ache, even in the dead of winter. Mum could sit in front of the fire, snuggled up with a book for hours. As much as I shared her love for reading, I had to take regular breaks and go for walks, even if it was in below freezing temperatures. So being cooped up inside in fall with winter coming, depressed me. Although it had been raining all day, I just had to get out.
“I won’t go anywhere near town, I’ll go down to the river.” I snapped at their concern.
“I’ll come with you.” My father made a move to stand up from the table.
“No Dad.” I glared at him. “I want to be alone.”
“B - ” He started to object.
“I promise I won’t eat anybody while I’m away!” I rolled my eyes.
That was it, I was storming off into the woods before my parents knew it.
I had to walk off this anxiety, this tetchiness, this caged-in feeling. The bloodlust was making my heart pound so hard it made me shake, even when I was sitting still. I could smell the blood in my mother’s veins, as I noticed the blue lines under her soft white skin. I could hear her heart beating. I could smell her at the end of the driveway when she came home from visiting family or friends.
Not that I wanted to eat my mother, but she reminded me of those delicious townspeople on the other side of the border. It was driving me insane! So I thought I could walk off these cravings.
Once I came to the river, I probably stood there for like two minutes. However I couldn’t sit and think like I usually liked to do, I had to keep moving…so I turned around and deliberately took the longer way home.
I was trudging up the muddy path, in the drizzling rain. The woods were silent, with no bird noise from the trees which dripped with the odd raindrop. Even the frogs were quiet, like everything else. I started to think that perhaps everything was a little too quiet. I thought I was alone, but now I wondered?
Just then I stopped as I couldn’t explain it, but I knew I was being watched by the skin on the back of my neck tingling. I sniffed the quiet air as I could vaguely smell something. I listened with my keen hearing and I heard the quiet footsteps of something large, stalking me.
Then I heard it, a faint growl. I couldn’t see it as it expertly hid, but I sensed that it stopped moving because I had stopped moving. It was watching me and it knew that I was aware of its presence.
“Grrraaaaaaaawwwllll!!!”
I barely caught sight of the lightening fast figure leap out, before I felt my feet leave the ground as I went flying through the air…
…something had just leapt upon me and this something made me land on the ground over five meters away from where I had been walking. This big strong creature was suddenly a naked man, lying on top and he was doing something to me with his hands.
It was Declan, he had reverted back to his human shape. He was unbuttoning my jeans, unzipping them and shoving them halfway down my thighs, which stopped me from moving my legs. All of this was done so quickly in lightening fast speed, I was barely aware of what was happening. I didn’t cotton on to what was going on until he started pushing himself inside.
He was moving so quickly as he grunted was like he was in some kind of pain, or that the pain was leaving him somehow. I was lying there on the wet ground almost pinned, as I started to become aware that this was called something. This was happening to me right now, in fact.
I was having sex… I was having sex with Declan… or he was having sex with me… it did seem rather one sided.
What, this is sex? I laid there almost unimpressed by the mundanity. This is what all the fuss is about, with our parents telling us to be careful with? He held me so taught, I couldn’t move. It felt so strange that I realized if I could, I wouldn’t know what to do anyway because I’ve never done this before.
He cried out - he literally cried out - and when I caught sight of his face? He had tears in his eyes as his face was bright red. At first he kept his face turned away as his movements were mechanical, but the way he was holding me seemed desperate. At first it felt strange, having this foreign body part being pushed into me over and over again… then it started to hurt a little… and then it went back to feeling strange. Now I felt really warm and wet down there, but I didn’t know if that was because of my body? I suspected it could be because of Declan.
As he slowed down, gasping and making helpless noises; finally he looked down and his face was a mask of fear and regret.
“Are – are you OK?” he asked weakly.
“I can’t move.”
Declan immediately raised himself, pushed my jeans now past my knees and down to my ankles. As he did this, he opened my legs as he raised my knees on either side before he started to move again.
“Is that better?” he checked.
I nodded as I looked past him. It did feel better this way because when he pushed, I started to push back by using my hips. It felt more… natural this way. I started to like it.
As we moved, I stared up through the trees, at the grey sky. My back felt wet from lying on the cold, wet ground. But I stopped noticing this so much as something else started to happen… I started to feel warm and tingly.
To my surprise, I was starting to really like this. I felt something strange but nice happen inside my abdomen and then I felt like I couldn’t stop. It felt like I had to go on, to reach somewhere. I grabbed hold of Declan’s arms and pushed harder against him. As he watched my face in partial surprise, he began to push faster as if to help somehow.
The harder and faster Declan pushed, the more these feelings intensified. It occurred to me that this was pleasure, no this was RAPTURE that I was feeling! I couldn’t stop and I liked feeling this way so much so that I wanted it more and more…
Abruptly these sensations felt like they took off and it actually gave me a spasm! A brilliant spasm! A wonderful spasm! I accidentally made this whimpering noise as I dug my fingers into his skin.
“Oh gees…oh yes…oh no…oh shit!” he winced as he seemed to push extra hard.
He closed his eyes and turned his face away as he kept on moving. It was like he was powerless to stop and he didn’t look happy about it. He gripped onto my thighs, squeezing them against his waist. He kept pushing himself harder as he moaned whilst he kept his eyes shut.
Being this close together, I smelled his body odor or his ‘scent’ as my Dad or Grandfather would call it. Declan smelled like – like - like a food or something, I tried to think of it. He smelled like something that was sweet and buttery, something like maple syrup…
…Declan smells like maple syrup?!
I looked on the scar of the teeth marks near his left shoulder, as well as the long white scar that looked like a claw mark going down his chest. It reminded me of the story of the night a three year old Declan and a pregnant Aunt Susan arrived. The tale of the European Werewolf which followed them here and killed his father and nearly Declan as well, came alive inside my mind from seeing the monster’s marks it had left behind.
He came six times, I counted. I almost stopped counting after five, because I thought that we had finished when he stopped moving for about fifteen seconds, before he started up again. He moved so quickly, it was like this was a release for him, a long held release that he could finally let go of. This coupled with how tight his fingers were digging into my thighs? Or the helpless noises that came out of his mouth?
“Take off your top.” He asked in a pleading voice. I unzipped my parker and unbuttoned my shirt, before I slowly opened
it. “Yeeesss…” he breathed, instantly ducking his head. He used his teeth to pull away the cup of my bra to get at my breasts.
He started to slow down as he sucked and bit which sent my pleasure sky high! The feel of his sharp teeth scraping over my nipples, followed by his hot tongue? It was like the icing on the cake, with his rhythmic movements which were already sending warm, waves of pleasure through my body.
“Oh my - oh what the - oh shit Declan!” I cried out, throwing back my head.
And that was number six… he made himself stop after that. Declan rolled off and onto his back, lying on the wet ground beside me. We were both panting and I guessed he was feeling the same way as I was; fading glory and extremely wet.
“I really am an animal.” Declan said unhappily when I didn’t say anything. “I should go straight to hell.” He moaned which made me looked over and watch as he rubbed his face with his hands and growled, angry at himself. “Since your stupid pheromones started up, I can’t get you out of my mind! When we fought on the border, I liked it. I liked knocking you unconscious. I liked carrying you back, because I got to hold you…” He rubbed his face harder. “Argh! Why the fuck do I feel this way?! You’re my little brother’s girlfriend!”
I looked away to stare up at the canopy of trees, with my feelings of bliss quickly dissipating as the horror set in… I just had sex with Declan… I just had sex with Derik’s older brother, with the guy that I hated the most in the world. This happened behind Derik’s back and Derik loves me…I blanched upon my betrayal.
With trembling hands, I sat upright as I started buttoning up my shirt again. Just as I was about to stand so I could pull my pants back up, instead I jumped when Declan quickly grabbed my arm.
“What are you doing?” He gave a funny look.
“I’m getting dressed, what does it look like I’m doing?” I returned the look.
“Not yet.” He sat upright too. “I filled you to the brim, now I have to make sure that you don’t get pregnant.”
“Excuse me?”
“Up the duff! A bun in the oven! With child! Do you want me to spell it for you?!” He snapped.
What an asshole! Indignantly, I tried to stand up, but he wouldn’t let me. In fact, he pushed me back down to the ground!
“Declan!” I cried out annoyed as he moved over me again. I put out my hands to stop him. “What about the feelings of remorse you were just talking about?!”
“Shut up and stay still!”
He pushed open my legs and then to my shock, he went down on me! What the…?! I didn’t know what to do that was until I felt a sharp pain and I tried to move away.
“Oow! Declan!” I objected.
“Do you want to get pregnant and have everybody to find out about us?” he looked up in annoyance. The very fear of that idea made me pause… “That’s what I thought.” He glared, before he lowered his mouth once more.
He went back to whatever it was he was doing and when the pain returned, I bit into my fist as I forced myself to stay still. However the pain didn’t last long…actually the pain very quickly turned into something else. I had to remove my fist as I sucked in my breath from surprise!
“Oh Declan, don’t stop.” I uttered out as I felt him chuckle in amusement at my change in mind. “Oh Declan… don’t stop… oh Declan… don’t stop… oh Declan…don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop!”
A lot faster and a hell of a lot stronger, the pleasure rushed up through my abdomen and spread through out my entire body like a tidal wave! It left tremors of ecstasy in my crotch as I felt my body open itself inside out.
“Frickin hell that was awesome…!” I moaned.
I vaguely became aware his mouth had left that area of my body. He began to kiss his way up my torso, tearing open my shirt and helping himself to my breasts again. I looked down as he used his hands to squeeze my breasts before kissing them.
Declan paused when he realized that I was watching him. “It’s not like I’ll be doing this again, to you or any other girl in this tribe. I might as well enjoy it while it lasts.” He shrugged.
“What?” I asked in further surprise.
“It’s not like I have a lot of options, with you being the only girl around that I can do this to, without accidentally killing her or worse, turning her.”
“Thanks a lot!” I pushed him off, offended.
Now I stood up as I pulled my jeans back up and then I re-buttoned my shirt before zipping up my parka.
“And it makes it a whole lot worse when you’re my brother’s girl.” He glared as he stood up too.
“Well don’t worry, because it’s not like I’m proud of what we’ve done!” I glared back.
“Then you won’t tell Derik?” he asked warily.
“What?”
“Then you promise that you won’t tell Derik?” Declan demanded. “I would quite happily live with this guilty secret and he’d never know about us.”
“There is no ‘us’!” I shouted as I turned to walk towards the muddy path again.
“Good because that’s exactly what I want to hear!” He followed after.
I returned to trudging up the path when abruptly I was pushed off it once again. This time I was pushed up against a tree! Declan looked longingly on my face as he held me pinned with his greater strength, before he leaned in to kiss hungrily.
Oh shit that felt good and as much as I hate to say this? He was even a better kisser than Derik! His entire mouth smothered mine whilst we had a wrestling match with our tongues; of him trying to be the dominant, with me fighting back. We kissed over and over again, as my heart raced and I began to feel hot and bothered once more!
“There.” He pulled back. “If we really had to cheat on my brother, then at least we did it properly.” Huh?! I looked on him in disgust as he released his hold. “And don’t tell your girlfriends about us either! I know how you chicks like to talk.”
“You’re a pig!” I rolled my eyes as I turned away to continue walking again.
“This was a one time thing!” He called out. “Don’t come looking for it again!”
I don’t believe this…I really don’t believe this! He pounced on me and he’s carrying on as if I were the one who started this?!
“I’m serious! This can never happen again! Even if I’m the best lay you’ll ever have…” he went on. I hurried away by power walking up the muddy path, up the hill in the direction of my house as Declan raved like a loony; “…even if you’re the only chick I can touch, I can control myself!”
Finally I turned around to shout back, “go and put some clothes on, would you?!”
Declan was standing naked amongst the ferns like he was Adam in the Garden of Eden. He laughed before he morphed into his huge, hulking, hairless European Werewolf shape once more. Like this, he snarled with his sharp teeth glinting in the poor light, with his glowing green eyes flashing.
Lastly, he leapt away from the track to disappear into the trees and just like that, he was gone.
*****
As I walked out of the woods and onto my property again, I hastily straightened my clothes as I worried over my appearance.
My heart was pounding so hard, I was scared that my Lokoti Werewolf father would hear and then he would ask what was wrong? Which I certainly couldn’t tell him! Just as I felt guilty about what I had done, I was also worried about anybody finding out.
Nervously, I walked up my veranda steps before I cautiously opened my front door to see where my parents were. I heard Mum banging around in the kitchen but I couldn’t see Dad. I quietly came inside, shutting the front door behind then I began to creep over to my staircase…
“B?”
Frickin’ hell! I almost jumped out of my skin as I whirled around to find Mum looking up, questioningly.
“B, why is your back all wet like that?” She asked, concerned.
“I slipped over.” I lied automatically.
“Oh,” she frowned, “are you alright?”
“He’s in the greenhouse planting some new vegetables.” She implied that he was right outside. “Did you want to give him a hand?”
“Um, not today.” I shook my head, which earned a peculiar look from my mother. “I’m going to have a shower now.”
“OK.” Mum gave a funny look as she watched me quickly run up the rest of the stairs.
Hurriedly, I stripped off my wet and dirty clothes in the bathroom before I turned on the shower. I stepped under the scalding hot water in an attempt to wash my transgressions away.
My behavior was probably seen as suspicious because Mum knew that I enjoyed working in our greenhouse. My family would put on music and work away to the tunes in a comfortable silence. Mum and Dad knew that I drew great enjoyment from planting, watering and then harvesting my efforts, as the vegetables grew to delicious perfection.
Before World War Three hit, Gran prepared the Lokoti by organizing that every house on tribal lands had a greenhouse to grow fresh fruit and vegetables in; as other kinds of food were put into secret underground bunkers. That way during and after the War, the Lokoti were able to survive the ensuing years of chaos and looting, safe and well-fed.
However if my father found out what I had done this afternoon, there would be another War – between enraged Lokoti Werewolf father and European Werewolf cad.
That day in the shower, I used my strawberry-perfumed shower gel and loofa twice. I sponged myself down a second time to make sure I had removed the last traces of maple syrup scent from my skin.
*****
After dinner as I lay on top of my bed in my pajamas, instead of reading the book I stared vacantly at it. My eyes were looking at the words but my brain was in no way processing them. I couldn’t concentrate as my thoughts were elsewhere.
Absentmindedly, I traced my fingertips over my lips which were still tingling from Declan’s hot, stronger ones smothering them when we had our tongue-wrestling match. When we were on the ground amongst the ferns he didn’t kiss me then, well not on the lips anyway. Now I wondered why? Why did he kiss me afterwards and not during…?