If I lied you'd know it instantly

[wheet_whoo]

This world was a lot rougher than many they had been to, and their introduction had cemented that in. A wild wolf pack had been their welcome committee, and Kurogane had taken the worst of it defending them.

They'd gotten everyone away, in more or less one piece, and luckily hadn't arrived far from a small inn at a cross roads. The inner keepers welcomes them in, even with Kurogane bloody and beaten, barely standing slung over Fai's shoulder. The provided warm water, salve for the wounds, and a fresh bottle of alcohol to disinfect things, but when Fai walked in with the inn keepers wife and the supplies in his arms, he found white tense faces, and Syaoran and the inn keepers minutes away from blows. He doesn't exactly ease the tension, but after finding out the issue, he certain makes sure that they won't be being asked to leave any time soon.

Walking into the room, he kneels quietly next to Kuro, lifting up the clean cloth and the alcohol.

"This will hurt." He says softly, not even trying to being any tease into it, much of anything. The information he has now bears heavily on him. Especially since, although it's so much it's also so little.

((Promt snagged from here))

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[wheet_whoo]

"Well I've seen that look before." He said with the corner of his mouth hitched up. Still, it was barely smile, even for him. Leaning his weight into Kurogane he waited, stroking the fur under his hands, hoping he'd gain some kinds of points.

As they waited, he looked around the room for anything that could be used as restraints. A sheet and a few old belts looked to be about it, but it was more than he was hoping for. As he listened to the sounds of the wolf adjusting below him, he planned best how to move, how to get what he needed and get it around Kuro.

His smell changed. It was strange. The scent was still Kurogane's, but muskier, richer.

"Are we playing now, puppy?"

[forgedofdarkness]

The wolf's sides vibrated and shook with the power of those sub-vocal growls that rumbled in his throat. They grew louder and more powerful every time Fai stroked his fingers through that coarse black pelt.

The guard-hairs were rough but the softer fur beneath was surprisingly plush and soft to the touch. Too bad werewolf Kurogane appeared to be just as anti-snuggling as the regular Kurogane. Really, there wasn't that much difference in their personalities when you got right down to it.

Well, aside from the murderous intent and willingness to tear Fai's throat out of course.

But it wasn't the first nor the last time he'd probably try and do that, honestly. The werewolf's long nails dug thin furrows in the wooden floors beneath as the black wolf grew more agitated and recovered from the painful ordeal. Menace glared in those tired red eyes which were growing more and more clear as the second's passed. Those wicked looking teeth were revealed once more and this time he even managed to raise his head off the floor to snap ineffectually at Fai when he got too close. He wasn't going to remain still for much longer. Apparently stubbornness was inherent no matter what form the ninja wore.

[wheet_whoo]

The windows were there, and both of them could survive the 2 story drop, easily t this point.

But what if Kurogane hurt someone? Killed them? Could he live with that? Could Kurogane? The man was no stranger to killing, he knew enough about his past to know that, but that didn't mean he would be happy to know he ate some random villager.

He went to the window, looking out. They were still on the edge of town. If he riled him up enough, he might be able to get him to simply chase him straight to the woods. Tonight would be fun.

Strolling over to the bed, he lifted the sheets and began to rip them into strips, humming as he went, looking completely oblivious to the black wolf easily twice his size growling away in the corner.

"Shall we?"

[forgedofdarkness]

If Kurogane were in his right mind he would be downright pissed over the way Fai was treating matters. He despised the wizard's self-destructive habits and his own lack of self-worth and had made it abundantly clear he wouldn't stand for that sort of behavior. Not anymore, not ever.

The selfish ninja had bound them together in the most intimate manner possible just to keep Fai alive. It went without saying that if he hurt or ate the vampire he'd probably feel like shit once he regained his sensibilities.

As it was, the werewolf was swiftly recovering and managed to finally claw his way shakily too his feet. All four legs trembled under the weight of that heavy body but Kurogane managed to remain standing on sheer guts alone. A growl reverberated in the black wolf's chest as those ears pinned back against his skull menacingly.