Loudclan - Moon 13: Part 1
The clan’s lead healer, Wildfirecry, has been plagued with dark omens.
…And his mate Fiercestripe announced that she is expecting kits!
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Soma x Enma: Carving
WARNINGS: Knife play, blood, stabbing, degrading, hair pulling, impact play
Enma's knee bounces in annoyance as Soma rubs his cheek against their leg. "Soma," They growl out his name in warning. "Enma, please!! I need you!!" He whines, scooching closer. He stops when his crotch ends up right above eir foot. Enma sighs and snaps at him, "You disgustingly needy fool." They grab his ponytail and stands from eir chair. Ei yank him away from their desk, making him yelp. "I'll give you the attention you so crave, you filthy slut," Enma glares down at Soma as they speak. He just smiles dopily up at eir.
Ei throw him down to the ground, "Remove your clothes, now." Soma trips over himself to take off his clothes, revealing his drooling pussy. Scars litter his body along with a handful of thin, fresh cuts. "You truly can't control yourself, can you?" Enma asks, slightly amused. "Never~" Soma answers with a giddy smile. Enma slaps him, making him whimper sweetly. "Do not speak until you are permitted, pest," Ei scold. He nods, biting at his lips and wiggling in his spot. "Stay," Enma instructs, pointing down at him. Soma nods frantically. Ei swiftly leave, their bare feet padding softly on the hardwood. He whimpers like a wounded puppy, but stays put.
Seconds later Enma returns with a sharpened knife. They approach Soma and grab his chin, angling it upward. His mismatched eyes gleam with excitement. Ei hold the blade to his throat and watch as he swallows down a accumulation of his saliva. Enma presses the knife into Soma gently, then whips away, leaving behind a small cut. He whimpers again. "If I cut deeper, I could kill you. I still need you, so you can not die yet," Ei explain. Soma still pouts but doesn't try to argue. "Good," Enma pats his head.
Ei reposition the knife, aiming at his shoulder. Without any warning or decorum, ei press the tip into the flesh. A thin trickle of blood rolls down his arm. They withdraw it and kneel in front of the taller man. It makes him sit up straighter. Enma stabs into Soma's thigh roughly, causing him to gasp. They slam his mouth shut with a barely audible clack. "Silence, remember?" Enma reminds him, twisting the knife harshly. Ei carve through the tissue and muscle, connecting several cuts along the way. When ei pull it out, the wound gushes blood. They bring the knife to their lips and licks some of the blood from it.
"Even your blood is disgusting, you know that, Soma?"
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What if you were my best childhood friend and I loved you so much but you were tragically eaten by a dragon so I set out on a journey to find you but when I finally did you had been so thoroughly digested that only your bones were left so I did an ancient forbidden magic ritual to bring you back and watched over hours as your muscle and skin knit itself back over bone, and you may have come back a bit wrong but what matters is that you came back, that I brought you back because I love you so much. And we're both girls btw.
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