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Will fell on his knees as he heard heavy footsteps approaching him. He put his brave face on but he was so scared. His left ear bleeding, ringing and making him lose focus, not able to cast a spell. His eyes were blurry, but he saw the figure of a soldier, standing right next to him. He raised his head but was faced with an intense hit of pheromones, stress inducing and aggressive. Before he could see his attacker’s face, everything went dark, and he was falling deep in an ocean of despair. No way out of this void. Falling deeper and deeper, until he heard his husky voice: “Oh, I’m gonna have so much fun with you”
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It was cold and uncomfortable; Will woke up with this stabbing headache. He was blinded by lights as soon as he opened his eyes, sensitive to everything around him, the smell of rotting wood and metal making him nauseous. He tried to see where he was, it seemed like a dungeon. He knew this day would come, just didn’t expect it to be this soon.
The bunny hybrid heard footsteps approaching his cage. He released distress pheromones on instinct. A small chuckle was heard before he could see the man who has captured him. He was tall and dressed in cavalier armor. Once he stopped behind the door and removed his helmet, Will was able to see his face, glistening in sweat. His face was stunning, sharp cheek bones and silver piercing eyes. But when he moved into the light, will noticed a sharp scar under his left eye, making him look even more intimidating.
Will tried his hardest to not sound shaky “What’s your name soldier?”
The man had a cocky smirk on his lips “My name is Mike your majesty” followed by a mocking bow.
Will lost all hope, because this man new exactly who he was and now he was in more danger. If this mike was just a snatcher, he could have bribed him with some gold or a magic spell. But this man was on a mission to catch him and get valuable information out of him.
Will was hesitant to ask “and what is it that you want from me sir?”
The wolf hybrid tilted his head to a side and released lulling pheromones to make the little bunny hybrid obey him “Oh, just for you to spill some secrets and tell me about the others”
Will’s eyes now half lidded, but he kept his eye contact with Mike while a mischievous smile appeared on his lips “Oh, that’s just not going to happen, I would never betray my pack.”
Mike looked at him dead in the eye and released an intense stress scent which made a shiver run down Will’s spine
“well, I guess I have to try my hardest to break you”
Looking at will’s shaking body, Mike then turned around and before he left, he whispered,
“If I were you, I’d sleep with one eye open”
And with that, Will could feel his heart thumping against his chest, cold sweat covering his whole body.
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He was left alone for hours, his left ear starting to feel hot and irritated. The wolf must have hit his ear with an arrow that was coated with black magic to stop him from casting any spells. He was feeling weak and defeated. Sleeping on the cold solid ground and feeling like Mike would come back at any moment and attack him. The only thing keeping his heart warm was the thought of his pack being far from here and from the people who wanted to cause them harm. He was so far gone in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice that the wolf has opened the door and was inside his cell.
“Wow, I thought bunnies have good hearing senses” Pointing at will’s bunny ears.
Will turned around and saw him standing in front of him with a tray of food. He quickly looked away “I don’t want your food”
Mike moved closer and got down to be at eye level with this scared little bunny
“Oh, you’re gonna eat, cause I need you alive when I take you to the king”
Will’s eyes filled with tears and before he knew it, a sweet maple and honey scent was engulfing mike, mike’s tail wagging, his silvery orbs darkened and his pupils doubled in size and before he can control his wolf instincts, his nose was shoved at the crook of will’s neck. Sniffing at his scent glands and leaving small licks at his neck. Making the bunny whimper in need and making sinful noises.
After a few long minutes of scenting and kissing and biting his neck, Will started to get out of his blissful trance, he tried to push mike away to no avail
“that’s indecent, stop it, I beg you”
It was like a slap to his face, he moved back and before Will could say anything else, Mike flew out of the dungeon and locked the door behind him. Running away from the need to mark and scent Will, the bunny prince who he was supposed to torture, not scent and kiss, and WANT!
Yes the prince smelled like the sweetest treats and yes he was irresistible, but Mike had to control his animalistic instincts to be successful in his mission. He couldn’t feel these feelings for him.
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A whole week has passed; Mike brings Will food without talking to him or making eye contact. His ear is still wounded, and the black magic is not letting him heal. He’s becoming more depressed day by day. Life seems dark and meaningless. Without his pack and his powers, in this dungeon, he feels lost. The only exciting thing in his life is when he thinks about the wolf, scenting him, kissing him and touching him. He knows it’s wrong to fall for his captor, but he can’t help it. In this cruel world, he thinks about the tall paladin and his delicious scent of eucalyptus and rain. He would rather die than let the other know, but late at night he touches himself to the thought of the other man and when he comes, he feels a huge sense of shame and guilt. He thinks to himself, as long as he keeps it a secret, it’s fine.
But by the end of the second week, Mike’s not able to get any information out of Will, he goes to pay him a visit at night. When he gets close to the dungeon, he smells the frustrated bunny, aroused and inviting. He spies on him, touching his erection and panting hard. Mike’s chest tightens and he opens the door and approaches the unbothered bunny, when will sees a shadow in the dark, he yelps and turns around, exposing his naked body to hungry eyes. Mike looks at his torso, chest heaving, his erection hard and leaking, abandoned by the prince now.
Mike reaches out and touches Will’s cheek, tenderly. His hand burns from the heat, Will’s resting his face in his hand and nuzzling, closing his eyes like he’s found peace in the touch.
He then understands, the bunny is in heat. He’s releasing warm and spicy scents of amber and rose, seducing the wolf into submission. And he does, because he’s never seen such a mesmerizing sight, the bunny presenting himself to mike so eagerly. And he will please Will, there is no doubt about it. He will do anything the sorcerer asks of him. He will take his life if he wants him to, no questions asked. He takes his naked body and moves him out of the dungeon. He takes will to his bedroom on the highest room of the tower, where he can mate him and do what he’s great at, fuck will senseless.
Will wants the big bad wolf to ruin him, he wants him to mark him and use him and mate him. All cohesive thoughts are gone from his head; the only thing he can think about is Mike taking him repeatedly. He’s in a comfortable bed and on full display, Mike came and saved him from the nightmares he was having in the cold and soulless dungeon. He’s safe now, with his protecter, his Alpha, his paladin. Nothing else matters at this moment.
Mike captures his lips in a passionate kiss, heated yet soft. He leaves open mouthed kisses on his neck, nuzzling on his scent glands and making will squirm under him. Licking and biting on them. Will releases even more arousing pheromones, making the wolf even more restless. Mike moves to his chest, bites his sensitive nipples, pink and perfect. Will is a mess, never been touched before and now all of this is too much yet not enough. He guides the wolf down, pushes him toward his hard erection, and the wolf obeys, takes him in his mouth, ready to please his prince, his sorcerer. He bobs his head up and down, will makes the most beautiful sounds and he’s flushed and trembling. He yelps and warns Mike “I’m so close, please move”
But Mike locks eyes with him as he swallows every drop, not wanting to let it go to waste. He comes up to Will and kisses him, feeling proud and satisfied.
Will holds his waist and pushes mike on his back, so he can climb on top of him. He runs his fingers through mike’s curly locks, caressing and he goes for his face, kissing mike’s scar, cheeks, nose, lashes, neck, ears, and when he gets to his lips, the kiss is frantic and fiery. When he moves back to look mike in the eyes, mike is looking at him in awe, star-struck.
Mike then turns will’s face around and goes for his bunny ears, when his tongue touches his wound, will feels a gentle burn. Mike keeps licking at it until it’s healed. Kissing where he hurt him.
Will guides mike’s hand to his butt, full and voluptuous buttocks, mike knows what he wants, he presses his fingers in to loosen him up, making the bunny in heat a mess above him, drooling and begging for more. So, he gives it to him, when he enters the tight hole, tears swell up in Will’s eyes, panting and feeling so full and distressed. Mike releases calming pheromones and gives him eskimo kisses, Will calms down eventually and nods to him, asking him to move.
And that’s all the instructions he needs; and they don’t stop until dawn.
Will’s on his chest while they find comfort in each other. Mike’s so far gone, looking at Will in disbelief. He never believed he could fall for someone this hard. He presses a kiss on Will’s head and lets himself enjoy this for as long as they have.
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When will wakes up, he’s still in Mike’s embrace, his head clear and no trace of black magic left in his body. He shivers and to test his powers, he tries to move the soft blanket on top of them. It works. He looks at Mike’s sleeping figure, so trusting and peaceful. He can technically use his powers on him and escape, it’s hard to admit but he can’t, he doesn’t want to. He looks at Mike in disbelief, He never believed he could fall for someone this deeply. He presses a kiss to mike’s chest and lets himself enjoy this for as long as they have.
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By the Third week, they both know their time is limited and their love for each other is growing. So, they make love and make sweet promises for the future. Maybe in another world, they will have all the time to be together, but not this one. They both know it, but while they wait for the end of their love affair, they kiss each other harder and stay in each other’s embrace a little longer.
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Mike had 4 weeks to get the information out of the prince and take him to the king. He knows that the king is unforgiving and as he reaches the deadline, he knows that they’ll be coming for them. On the last day of the month, He sees torches approaching the castle. He takes his sweet Will, his mate to the secret passage that will lead him to the next city. Will cries and begs for him to leave with him, but Mike says he must stay behind and protect the passage. When they’re kissing for one last time, mike smiles at him before a dagger pierces through his chest. Will sees King’s special assassin behind his Mike.
Sorcerer’s powers are strong, but the power of grief unlocks another level of his magic, killing all the soldiers and the assassin that has killed his beloved.
Tears run down his beautiful face as he hugs his Mike’s lifeless body, He casts a final spell to bring his lover back, costing him all his powers. He knows the consequences and he doesn’t care, if it gives him back his dear paladin, minutes go by and nothing happens.
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When he loses all hope, his paladin takes a deep breath and comes back to him.