"The Gift", Edward, Chapter 7.4

Story by comidacomida on SoFurry

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Welcome back to Edward's storyline of The Gift. This is the fourth post of Chapter 7 for him.

The last post ended with Eddie and Tre getting into some intimate time together and, per reader votes, so did this post! Edward spends time talking with Tre and gets some insight into Spirits, but not quite as much as he'd have liked. That being said, he got satisfied in other ways. Of course, the Wolf reminds him that there is work to attend to the following day but Edward doesn't always follow advice. Then again, perhaps readers may agree with the Wolf. As always, the decision ultimately falls to readers, and this was the winning vote:

A) -- was enjoying myself too much. "I can always call in sick tomorrow, Tre... Are YOU gonna give up before I do?"


The Gift

Edward's Storyline, Chapter 7.4

copyright comidacomida 2018

Nuzzling the back of my head, the Wolf's voice rumbled out of his muzzle as he continued bearing his heart. He snuggled more deeply against my back and I felt the Spirit's shaft finally slide free from me. "I hope you'll keep calling me that."

With him out, I took stock and realized that I didn't feel sore; even though he hadn't held back he still hadn't hurt me. I could definitely tell that he wasn't inside me, but I didn't have any kind of empty feeling or lack... I just felt... good. Rolling over so I could face him, I pulled the Wolf even closer, tilting my chin up so I could kiss him on the muzzle. It had been an experience beyond anything I could ever have expected, and it left me satisfied, but I also didn't even know where to begin my questions. "Tell me something..."

He kissed me back, first with his thin, black lips, and then by brushing his tongue across my chin. "Anything."

Reaching up to rub the back of his head, I inspected his eyes. "Why are your eyes Purple now? Aren't they supposed to be Green?"

Tre cocked his head to the side, leaning into my hand until I was scritching his ear and he smiled, closing the eye closest to the ear in question as he explained "Emerald eyes are for a Spirit who gets their Energy from nature or from large numbers of Humans going through their daily lives. I get my Spirit Energy from you now, Eddie, and I just got more tonight than I got in a long time."

The goofy grin on his muzzle made it hard for me to not laugh, especially when I pointed out "Well it felt like you gave me a hell of a lot more 'Spirit Energy' than you gave me... I'm surprised if I'll be able to walk straight tomorrow."

He chuckled, his eyes narrowing in content bliss as he licked my nose and nuzzled against the top of my head. "Not the way it works, Eddie-- in either case. I haven't had something so good as what we got tonight in centuries, and the fact that it was with you made it that much better. As for being sore tomorrow, unless you WANT to be that's not something you've gotta worry about; I said I wasn't gonna hurt you, and I meant it."

The explanations were straight forward and simple and to Tre I'm sure it was that simple, but everything I knew about the real world made me think that it was unlikely. Then again, considering how easy it was and how it was nowhere near as uncomfortable as I'd expected maybe there was some truth to his statement. Pushing that out of my mind, I chose to just enjoy the moment, brushing my thumb across his cheek fur. "I like the Purple."

He smiled at the praise, his eyes glowing even brighter. "Me too."

The Spirit kissed me again, softly and gently, then pulled me even closer. He felt as real as anything; his breath caused his chest to press against mine and his lush fur was thick enough to get lost in, and I didn't mind trying. My hands wandered across his body, enjoying the feel of his firm strength covered in glorious fluff. I'd never felt the need to be cuddled or coddled or reassured, but there was something amazing about being held like my Wolf held me.

Although I was a lot more tired than I'd thought before going to bed I couldn't find a way to fall asleep; even in his arms my mind kept going a mile a minute. Eventually I sighed in defeat and decided the best way to deal with my busy brain was to try and address one of my biggest concerns. "Hey... Tre?"

His response was indistinct, but he gave me the impression that it was because he'd been distracted by the moment rather than about to fall asleep. "Mmm?"

Although I didn't want to ruin the moment, I really did need his help. Sure, I didn't know if he'd be able to offer any answer better than what I'd already considered, I hoped that he could provide me some insight I desperately needed. "What do YOU think I should do about The Ancient One?"

The Wolf rolled over, carrying me with him until he had his back to the mattress and I was laying atop his chest. "Whadda ya mean, Eddie? What about The Ancient One?"

I squirmed, sitting up so I could look down at him and, for a moment I was distracted by the feel of his thick sheath spreading my cheeks apart. He wasn't hard by any means, and it definitely wasn't lined up to penetrate me, but it was more than enough to make me think about our activities that night, and so I slid further down his body until I was seated on his thighs. "They expect me to choose who to sacrifice, and they want me to join them, or they want to join me or something... I'm still not exactly sure what that all means or what it is I'm supposed to be doing."

Tre sighed softly and I could tell in the way his gaze fell to the side that I'd definitely ruined the relax mood. When his eyes returned to look at me I saw a confidence behind them. It left me unprepared for his actual answer. "I have no idea."

"What?"

The Wolf shrugged. "It's not something I give you advice about."

It was my turn to sigh. "That.... isn't really all that helpful."

He reached up and rubbed my chest. "I'll help any way I can, Eddie, but you can't make the decision based on anything other than what YOU feel... doing anything else wouldn't be right for either of you."

I eased my weight further back so I could straddle his legs and lean over to address him directly. "It'd help if I knew more about the whole thing."

Tre offered the kind of smirk I expected from the headstrong warrior. "Well... maybe you should talk to The Ancient One about that. All I know is what he's told you and we both know that's not a lot."

The Wolf had a good point and, I reasoned, any further interrogation of him wouldn't do anything other than ruin our night together so I let it go. Tre had been a hard Spirit to get to know but that was a combination of my resistance and his hesitance, but that was gone, and I knew in my heart that he was my ally-- more than my ally. I'd had sex before, and sometimes more than once with the same partner, but with Tre it was different.

Looking down at him, I opened my mouth to speak but I saw that he was about to say something too; he closed his muzzle with a 'click' that was loud enough to hear. The action made me smirk. "What?"

Even though the room was dark I could tell that was cowed, which was surprising the warrior Wolf's usual manner. He shook his head slowly. "No... you go ahead."

I was willing to let it slide. Even though what I had to say wasn't exactly difficult, I had a warrior Wolf as a Spirit Companion, and I knew that meant I had no reason to be afraid. "Well... I wanted to say that... ah... fuck."

His ears rotated to focus on me. "What?"

I cleared my throat, feeling my cheeks burn in embarrassment. I'd never said the words before to anyone. Closing my eyes, I forced them out. "I love you."

He didn't respond for a moment, but, when I opened my eyes I saw that his gleamed even brighter and the goofiest grin ever split his muzzle open wide, tongue hanging out of the corner. His answer was complete 'Alpha Male'. "Yeah... I figured, Eddie."

I had a feeling he was messing with me, but his response was pretty damn callous. In fact, I called him on it. "How's that? A special sixth Spirit Sense? A larger share of Spirit Energy? Some kind of--"

He silenced me with a thumb on my lips. "Nah... I figured 'cause I love you too, mate."

Even though I'd been miffed at his first response something about the second didn't just make it better-- it just felt 'right' for him. Laughing, I declared "You fuck."

Grinning up at me, he revealed his sharp teeth and sharper wit. "I fuck pretty damn good, if the sounds you were making were any clue, Eddie."

My mind did a flash replay of what had happened between us and, in that split second, parts of me enjoyed the memory; normally I was good for a second round after about twenty minutes or a half hour, but Tre had that 'certain something' that obviously hit all the right buttons. Looking down at him it was obvious that he knew what I was thinking from the way that his eyes glowed brighter yet. That, and his smirk.

Balancing myself with my left hand on his abdomen, my other hand to guide the tip of my cock to the entrance to his sheath. "Think you're up to trying something else?"

His paw on my chest raked me gently with his claws as he released a soft, lusty growl. "Better be quick, mucker... won't be room in there for too long."

The angle was all wrong and his sheath was definitely not used to having anything enter it but it didn't stop me from trying and didn't stop him from apparently enjoying the attempt. By the time I'd almost succeeded though, his thick wolf meat had already blocked any chance. At that point his paw joined my hand and, together, our fingers encircled and pressed our flesh together.

Between his smooth, rhythmic thrusts and my eager humping neither of us lasted long, and I reveled in the feel of my second orgasm of the night and the feel of his pulsing shaft massaging mine as he let loose too. By the time I came back to my senses I relaxed again onto his lap, the Wolf's groin fur coddling my testicles as I tingled all over from the experience. His muzzle was wide as he panted, grin huge on his face as he declared. "Damn, Eddie... you woulda hit me in the face."

It took me a second to realize what he meant but, as he slowly sat up to give me a hug I saw that a long strand of my cum had landed on my pillow, right where his head had been. "Fuck... you're a Spirit. Right."

He laughed. "I may be solid enough for you, but--"

I cut off the explanation; I didn't really need it. Pressing my hand to his abdomen, I smeared his own cum into his fur before pulling my fingers away and giving them a lick. I'd never tasted another guy's semen but something about it just seemed right at the time. A moment later he had his tongue pressed against my hand and lips, which turned into a full on kiss as he picked me up and pulled me off of the bed. He may have been a Spirit but, in that moment, he had no trouble carrying me.

When the kiss finally broke I got my legs under me and stood up, still in his arms. His statement was pretty straight forward. "You work tomorrow so you gotta get some sleep at some point, Eddie."

He was right, and I knew he was right, but I--