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Crimson skies

A/n: Here is something different. This will go on the side. I'll try to update these as soon as I can, but most likely those updates will be at random. This is just a random story to get me in the mood for the continuation of my Fan fictions in which I'm working on. This is a story for my Original Characters.

Please do not use my characters without my permission.

The only disclaimer is that I don't own Koda Cortez because she is my friends OC but she let me use her because Crimson and Koda are paired. I might use some other of her OC's later in the story. I'll put disclaimers for those when I come to them.

 

Giving in and Phone calls

 

Crossing his arms, Crimson tilted his head up to gaze up at the stars. He had always wondered what really was up there above the atmosphere. No matter how high he flew, he could never reach it. Sighing, he looked ahead at the dark horizon. It was late at night, and his best friend Vosh had told him to wait for him here. With his luck, he was going to be asked out again.

Like always.

Vosh and Crimson had dated centuries ago. They dated for a while but Crimson finally had enough of Vosh's pushy ways and put a stop to their relationship. It had been time for a change, and they went their own separate ways.

The hybrid fox, phoenix and vampire-mixed demon tapped his foot on the ground and scanned the stars again for his friend's dragon figure, then ruffled and retracted his dark red feathered wings into his back before he turned on his heels, impatient with his friend's timing. “Damn dragon, always taking his sweet time. He's probably getting himself a good blowjob before he comes here so he doesn't end up on the ground in a bloody pulp from trying to come on to me,” he said to himself as he gave a slight swish of his tail.

There was a slight disturbance in the wind, causing Crimson to pause in mid-stride.

“And where are you going?” a cool silky voice said from behind him.

Crimson had known it was Vosh the moment the disturbance in the air had occurred. He turned around to face Vosh Gizamaroku, ex lover. “I am going home. You take far too long. You're a fucking prick you know that? I don't have time for you to run off and get blown.”

Vosh smiled silkily and went to stride over to his pretty red angel, running his fingers through the crimson and gold strands of silk to the large fox ears that were perched on top of his hair. Vosh always loved those ears. They were very soft and entrancing. “I wasn't getting blown. I was merely washing up to see you,” he laughed.

Crimson rolled his golden eyes. “Yeah, a load of shit there, little whore. Now what do you want?” he said, batting Vosh's hand away from his ears which flicked in annoyance. “If it's about taking me as a mate again, then it's a no. You know that I am already with someone else.”

Vosh growled in agitation, swishing his long panther tail back and forth. The panther-dragon hybrid hated the word `no'. Every time he asked Crimson to come back so they could be together again in that fashion he had been told `no'. Throughout the centuries Vosh had become increasingly pushy towards Crimson. Though Crimson and he had shared a few meaningless fucks, it wasn't enough for the horny panther-dragon mixed demon.

“Don't growl at me.” Crimson pinned his large ears back and crossed his arms across his well-built chest. “You know that's why we broke up ages ago. You're too vicious. Why don't you go find a mate of your own? Maybe Dark might take you. Although he also may say `no'. But you probably have a better chance with him then me,” he said, referring to his to his twin brother who he never got along with.

Vosh's chameleon mood-shifting eyes flared to an annoyed orange-pink grapefruit color. “You know he'd kick my ass in a heartbeat. Plus you are easy around the edges compared to him,” he said, running his hand down Crimson's backside to his lean hips where he scratched through the dark fabric of his tee-shirt with his razor- like claws. “Besides I hear you and that someone are on a break at any rate.”

“Like I said, you probably have a better chance with him. Now you have gotten your answer and if you're done asking me I'm heading back to my place. It's been a long night.” Crimson narrowed his black eyelined eyes in a glare. “We are on a break but I still like to keep loyal unless I really need to have a fuck.”

Vosh's eyes narrowed to a light red in anger. He wasn't going to take `no' for an answer. He wanted his Seme back. Grabbing the other's hips and pulling them back to him, he pressed his semi-hard erection against Crimson's butt cheeks; showing him how much he wanted him. “Please… Just take me then. It's been two decades since you took me,” he hissed a little and nipped at the sensitive spot between Crimson's hidden wings, causing Crimson to gasp and pull away. “I know that you need it. I can smell it on you.”

“No, Vosh!” he hissed, trying to pull away and push himself from the Uke with his long foxtail, which acted like a third arm. “I'm not interested.”

Vosh pulled him back, ignoring his pushing away. He knew that if Crimson really wanted to, he could have him dead or knocked back. However, for now Vosh proceeded to advance. “Your body lies to me,” he murmured and ran his hand around and down his front side to the mild erection that pressed against the tight fabric of Crimson's dark leather pants. “We were meant to be.”

Crimson growled and furrowed his tail. He knew that if he fucked Vosh it would only escalate to other things. His body wanted to mate, though his heat wasn't for another four months when the breeding season began for foxes. Then he would be fucked either way. If Vosh came around he'd have to take him. Vosh would be tempted to mark him again. That wasn't what Crimson wanted.

If he took him now, Vosh might be satisfied for a while and he wouldn't come around for quite some time. It was a good plan to him. But perhaps he was reasoning with his cock too much.

Sighing mentally, Crimson looked down at the grass beneath his feet. Seeing past Vosh's advances as his hand worked at the front of his pants, he bit his lip. “Fine. If you can wait a few hours, for me to rest up then meet me back at my place I'll fuck you. That's all. Then you can go on your merry ol' way and let whatever comes along fuck you.”

Vosh smiled with pride. He had won Crimson over. Now he would able to be get fucked by something. His ass was really aching lately from not having anything up it. “Oh Crimson, I knew you would say that!” He batted his long eyelashes in a mocking-girly way, and then came around so he could give Crimson's lips a little nip. “I'm so tight and ready for you. I'll be there sharply tomorrow. I wouldn't miss this for the world!”

`Yeah well sometimes I wish that you did,' Crimson thought, placing a hand on his hip. “Yeah, I wouldn't doubt it. For now I think you should go fuck a tree or something.” Crimson snorted and moved around his pressing friend. “In the meanwhile, I'm going to go home and wash up, and then go to bed so I can deal with you tomorrow.”

Vosh swished his long cattail lazily, “Well sweet dreams, princess. Dream lots of good things about me.” he smiled and moved to spank Crimson's well-sculpted ass cheek, but Crimson wrapped his third arm like tail around Vosh's arm in a warning. “I'll be seeing you in the morning.” Vosh wisely pulled his arm back to him, and then decided it was best to hold back on the spankings until later.

Crimson said nothing as he turned around to see Vosh shift into one of his main forms: a large black leopard with unnatural eyes and piercings around his rounded ears, and cuffs of leather at the end of his tail, and on each of his four paws. He knew that Vosh could shift into just about anything he wanted too, like he could. But each of them had their own preferred forms.

He himself liked shifting into a red fox, or a large phoenix - which looked much like a bird of prey that was crossed between a harpy eagle, gold eagle, and bird of paradise, but had tints of red in the feathers. Another talent was his ability to shift into the other sex. But he never really liked doing that although occasionally he would.

“Night,” Vosh said as he slunk into the darkness of the woods, leaving Crimson alone.

Crimson listened to him go, the brush making little noise as Vosh went through them. Pulling at one of the many piercings that lined the edge of his ears, and then adjusting himself in his pants, he extended his wings out from under his skin, and then took to the air, heading northwest towards his home a few miles away.

Upon arriving home; a large log style, two-level house two hours away from the city. This was one of the homes that he had spread throughout the world. One of his homes was in Japan up in the mountains, another was back in Egypt, his third home was in Canada, and his final one - which he was residing in currently - was in Northern Minnesota in the States. He had acquired these houses throughout his long life. By moving from place to place every now and then, the “locals” didn't think about him not aging like them or begin any superstitions about him.

Landing in the unkempt yard he retracted his wings into his back so they wouldn't bump or knock anything over inside the house. He headed inside, unlocking the many bolts in the door with a few keys. “Guess it's nice to be back,” he said to himself, flipping on the lights. He hadn't really been home in a few days, having been running amuck doing other things. Like catching up with some old acquaintances that lived in the small town a few miles down the road.

Crimson went immediately over to his phone to check the messages. He rarely carried a cell phone on him. He never really got the point of them; they were a waste of money to him. He did have one though, just in case his phone line went out. The fox hybrid figured that if he gave out his number to everyone, he'd be called constantly. This actually had happened before and he threw the thing at the wall, shattering it to thousands of pieces. Literally.

`You have 3 new messages. . . First new message, from 952-555-3429, sent yesterday at 5:41PM: “Hey brother, just calling to tell you I'm in town if you want to go out and do something, which I think we should. We haven't done anything fun in a while. How about some hunting? Deer hunting season is approaching, maybe we should go. I know what you're thinking: we can go anytime. Yeah, yeah… Well, anyways. Yes…and maybe a movie too. I promise Vosh won't tag along. He's elsewhere… I have no idea where, though. - haven't seen him in a while. Or spoke to him to say the least. . .'

“Yeah! He's here! That's where!” he said to his answering machine as if his twin could hear him. It was good hearing his voice again even though they never got alone with each other all too well. They had different opinions, and males being males, things often led to a fight. Something always happened when they went out. But he would definitely think about it.

`Anyways, I might just call him. Well, call me when you can.” Click. End of message…” Crimson hit delete and the button and he twitched his ear listening to the next. This time it was from Sasha. He was another friend he hardly talked to. Sasha was a Cheetah demon. He liked to stay in Africa. Occasionally he came over to the States to visit. Now this message from him made him wonder what was up. He never really called since he lived without contact from the outside world.

“Damn, your not home. Why are you never home when I call Crimson?' Crimson could hear his friend give a small sigh. “I don't think you'll be able to reach me back. But I have news, I'm thinking of moving. I need a small change of scenery for a while. Maybe I can move close to you. I think you can reach me at Sanzo's tonight. Talk to you later, bye.”

“Moving? Hmm? Never thought that would happen,” he said going over to the refrigerator and looking in it. Needing something smooth to drink, he found a bottle of sparkling wine from a few years ago. Filling a wine glass, he continued listening to his messages while sitting down on the sofa in the living room.

“Yo babe! What's up!?” It was his dream girl, his mate: Koda Cortez. He loved her to bits. He had only known her for a little while. About 3 years to be exact. He had gone out with her for about 3 years up until a few months ago when they broke up for a little while so she could go on tour and sing around the world. Her band Iya Ai was quite the hit. They had agreed that it would be easier on them both to just do it like that. “Just giving you a shout out. Miss you a ton! I'm heading to Tokyo next week for a concert. Maybe you'll come see me? Any hoo, I might drop by to say hello since I'm off until then. Don't party too hard, love you!”

She spoke very quickly when she talked, especially when she was excited. But Crimson had gotten used to it throughout the years they were together. Now that he had heard Koda again it reminded how they were still together to a level. Though they were not “seeing” each other, and they could technically see other people in the mean time, Crimson felt bad about having Vosh over the next day. During the few months that Crimson had been separated from his human “mate” he had screwed once. And that was no more then a bucket of water to quench his fiery need for the sex that he had been deprived of.

This probably was another reason for why he was allowing himself to take Vosh on for his offer.

Staring down at the dark red wine had him become very guilty over it. He could feel his soul twist and bend in disagreement for what he could have considered cheating. But he knew that Koda was only human, and she didn't have the ability to mark him for herself, and that Crimson had marked herself. But when she died, the mark would fade and he could take someone else for his own. With Koda not having any mark on him, the bond wouldn't kill him if he cheated; he'd just be guilty and loose his mate.

In a sense this was quite unfair to Koda. Koda wasn't allowed to mate with anyone other then Crimson for as long as one of them lived.

Crimson knew that he was being trusted not to do anything without her permission. “I should call her… I'll feel better about this if I do that,” he said as he took another sip of his sweet sparkling wine.

Getting up and stretching his tall body, he went over to the cordless phone and dialed Koda's cellular phone, sitting back down in the living room and sipping the wine out of the glass while listening to Koda's line ringer for about 5 seconds before she picked up. “Hey!” she greeted instantly.

He looked down at the phone in his hand as he didn't like holding it to his fox ear's which were on top of his head, because it was so awkward holding the phone like so. Crimson found that he could hold it in his lap and still hear her, and vice versa. Koda had told him to get an earpiece, but he hated things going inside his ear like those did. “Hi sweetie, just calling to say I love you. I got your message.”

“Sweet, oh hold on.” Crimson blinked down at the phone, listening to her. “Shut up you idiots! I'm trying to talk to C!” she said to someone whom Crimson assumed to be one of her other friends: Tacum, Aiden and Satil; the other band members. “Okay, sorry, I'm out with the boys. I'm glad you called! I missed you!”

Crimson could feel his heart swell with love. “I know. I wanted to call. I wanted to ask you something. I also wanted to say that I'll be going to see you in Japan.”

“Great! I think you'll love this one! It'll be a big hit! So what's the other thing you wanted to tell me?” she asked happily.

Crimson got up and began pacing nervously back and forth in front of the unlit stone fireplace, his phone now held in his hand. He didn't want his absent/suspended mate to think badly of him. In a way, he was afraid of her answer more then anything else right now. “Um, well… Vosh, he's coming over in the morning. I wanted to get your permission to take him.”

There was a deafening silence on the other end of the phone line that had Crimson put the phone to his ear to listen to her. The next thing he heard was her speaking quickly in Spanish. He wasn't sure what she was saying because he didn't understand the Spanish language; though he was working on it and he knew a few words. Now was a time when he cursed himself for not studying it. “Koda, okay, I won't if you don't want me too. I understand.”

On the other side of the line Koda threw her hands in the air making her companions wonder what the fuss was about. She was pretty shocked at what he was asking of her. She knew how Vosh was though. He was very pushy when it came to being around Crimson. Crimson had told her that he was his ex, and that he still wanted Crimson back. It was a long story that she had heard many times.

“You see, I told Vosh that I would. I told you that I was going into a heat in a few months. He wouldn't be able to resist taking me then,” Crimson reasoned. “Vosh will be very pissed when I have to tell him this after I get off of the phone with you.” Crimson gave a small sigh as Koda rambled to herself. She knew that she could hear him as the rambling died down. “I don't want to take my word back on this. Technically love; we are on a sort of break while you're on tour. If you let him have me tomorrow, I'll give you something much better in return and when I go into heat, you can do what ever you want to me. Anything.”

There was a small silence where he could almost hear her thoughts. He knew he was a crafty creature and he always got his way, even if he had to manipulate the ones he loves the most. It wasn't as though he wanted to do it. It was more of a natural thing.

“Promise that? And that you won't let Vosh attempt anything stupid… like mark you?” she asked with a cocked eyebrow. She often wondered at how much she could trust Vosh. He was very intelligent like her mate. However, she wasn't stupid either.

“I promise. You can cut off my tail if I break that promise.”

“Okay. Well I wouldn't do that; that's a bit gross for my taste. I'll think of something else if you do,” she replied, sitting down on a couch. Twirling a lock of brown hair around her finger, she listened for his reply.

“As you wish, my love; I'll try not to get too carried away, but it seems when you're away like this, it gets really hard to contain myself. You know what had happened last time, right?”

Of course she knew. She didn't care as much because it wasn't someone she knew. It was just an ordinary human. “Yeah, yeah, you don't need to repeat yourself. Pfft! Well anyways, I have a surprise for you too. I'm coming to see you and that's not the surprise. You'll have to wait till you see me again to find out.”

Crimson smiled wondering what she had in store for him. “Oh? Well I guess that I can't wait for your surprise,” he swished his tail happily, and then sat back on the couch and drank the rest of the wine down, feeling a lot better now.

“Pfft, of course you can't. I am flying out tomorrow around noon; I'll be there later tomorrow night. But I have some other things I need to do so I might not be there right away. I have to go though, I hope you enjoy yourself tomorrow,” she said. She kissed the phone's mouthpiece. “Love you.”

“I love you too, can't wait till I see you then,” he said and kissed the phone as well.

They hung up. Pouring himself another glass of wine, Crimson slouched back into the soft cushions of the sofa. He'd have to go get the other room prepared for tomorrow. He hated having to fuck someone other then Koda in their bed. It was more of his moral rules.

Holding the phone he sipped another bit of wine and started dialing up Dark's number. “I might as well call the rest of them numb-nuts. Who knows how busy I'll be tomorrow.” He heard a few rings before he got an answer.

“Geez, it's about time you ass. I was waiting for an hour for you to call back,” he said. Dark always expected to have him call back right away and not dilly about. “I thought you died… again.”

“Yeah well, Vosh came strolling by; we're going to be together tomorrow so I'll be too busy to hang out. And Koda's coming for a short visit tomorrow evening. When did you plan to stop by anyways?” he asked, cutting to the chase right away.

Dark shrugged on the other line. “Dunno, I'm in town for awhile. I'll be staying until next Saturday. Just thought I'd visit my dear ol' brother. Make sure you're alive and well,” he said smoothly.

In his mind Crimson could see his brother's smooth smile and he merely looked down at the liquid in his glass and swished it around as if he was feeling a bit jaded. “Hm, well I suppose we can all go out Sunday night. Sasha says that he is moving. He wants somewhere to live around here in the States. I can already say Montana for him. At any rate. . .”

“Really? Kickass, I think he'll enjoy himself quite a bit,” he said lightly. He too was surprised that their African friend was coming over. “Is he going to stay with Sanzo?”

“Nope,” Crimson said shaking his head. “Don't know yet. Possibly me though. Hence the reason he called me. But I'm wrapped up with Vosh tomorrow and then Koda for the rest of the time she is here.”

“Vosh? What is he doing over there anyways? I've been trying to find him. He doesn't pick up his phone often.”

Crimson flushed a little and hesitated in his answer giving his twin an immediate answer.

“Christ! You're giving in to him! Here I thought you two were done for good after the last fuck,” Dark said in surprise, and then he slowly bubbled into laughter. His smooth, deep and very rich laugh filled the room. “Oh, I guess he never gives up. Even with Koda there in his place.”

Crimson flattened his ears in annoyance. “Shut the fuck up. What ever, yeah he's a damn whore. He can't keep his asshole plugged and he needs to have something up there every few hours or he gets too bothered,” he replied with a slight bite. “And if you're going to ask… Koda knows that he'll be over tomorrow. She was slightly upset by it but I promised her something much better when the time comes.” Crimson got up, drank down the champagne, and headed up to the second level while he kept conversation going.

“Oooo,” Dark laughed and slapped his leg. “Ya'know, sooner or later she's going to end up giving Vosh what he deserves. right?”

`Yeah or I will,' he thought. Then again he did give Vosh what he deserved ages ago back in Egypt. He ripped him to shreds and nearly killed him. Literally. But, Vosh being so thickheaded went back for more centuries later. He had never really understood Vosh and why he wanted him so madly. Sooner or later Vosh would have to let go. Once Koda and he had a Kit of their own, perhaps that would be enough of a reality that Vosh would let go of him. “Why don't you just fuck the hell out of him for me? You could drop by tomorrow and shift into my form and pretend to be me. We sound just about the same and you can do voices well, and not to mention I don't think he'd notice? It would make me feel a hellovalot better, you know that?”

He could hear the long pause where Dark was actually thinking it over. “Hmm, well, if you let me have a little piece of that sweet ass of yours perhaps I'll consider it. A small stand where I can take you. I know Koda probably wouldn't mind that too much. She might not even notice.” This reply didn't startle Crimson. He had let Dark fuck his brains out before. He had had a few heats where he didn't want to get involved with others that would definitely want to mark him and keep him. He could only trust Dark to not mark him, so he let him fuck him. It wasn't a bad lay either. In fact Dark would jump to the occasion.

But Crimson knew that he couldn't. He had already told Vosh he would. And Vosh would certainly try to kill him if he fooled him into fucking Dark. Crimson could only sigh as he sat on the bed he'd use the next morning with Vosh. “No, I better not. He won't be pleased with me. I might as well take him so he won't come following his nose when mating season arrives.”

“I know what the feels like. Anyways, I'm sure you have other things to do. I guess I'll see you Sunday around three?”

“Alright, just drop by. I should be here.”

“See you then,” Dark said and quickly hung up without waiting for a good-bye from his brother.

Crimson headed into one of the spare rooms a few rooms down from his own just as he disconnected the phone. He had to call Sasha shortly. He knew it was probably around morning where he lived, he could probably call Sanzo's house in the morning and Sasha would be there. He had had enough talking for tonight and he would just call the others later. Sasha and Sanzo would understand.

For now Crimson needed to get the room ready. This was pretty simple, get a box of kinky stuff for the next morning. A few flogs, whips, gags, and thin rope because he could break it. He hated being tied up in any form. He wanted something he could snap with a flick of a wrist whilst being tied up and secured. Also in the box were some lubes, body paint, nipple clamps and cock restraints like chains that connected to their cock piercings.

He hoped that Vosh wouldn't enter his home and find him sleeping, and then come up with some mischievous ideas.

“I best lock my door when I go to bed tonight… but that's rather pointless,” he mused as he took off his shirt and clothes, tossing them into the corner. He slept in the nude. “At least it stops him for a few minutes… or seconds.” Going over to the solid wood door, he closed it and locked it, hoping that he wouldn't be woken to any surprises.

Climbing into bed feeling better now that the door was locked and being assured that he'd hear Vosh coming in, he drifted off into a peaceful slumber; his tail tucked between his legs and hugged into his chest for added warmth. Only thing that he had crossed his mind was the bad feeling in his gut of guilt of giving in.

 

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