Animal Passions -Done!- | By : ShadowofLight Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5749 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. AU, M/M, very slight Anthro |
Prologue: Hybrids
The corridor was dark and eerily quiet, the only sound were the slow footsteps of the local breeder and owner of the estate. Or as most people called it, a mad scientist’s zoo. Along either side of the long hallway were rooms, each with a different setting to but suited for the creations he created so they could survive. Until he sold them then the owners could do whatever they wanted. The only thing he cared for was money. He smirked as he approached a metal door, which he kept his most prized creations. Stepping up to the door a metal panel on the slid slip up to reveal a computer panel with a grid screen. The young man merely held back some of his silver hair back as a light aimed for his eye did a scan.
“Retina scan complete. Name: Pegasus J. Crawford,” the computer said as an image of the same young man appeared on the screen along with a bit of his bio. The metal door unbolted from the inside and slide open, revealing cells on either side, few of them empty but the rest were filled with mainly one or two occupants. Yes… the occupants were some of his more prized creations and he never let his customers see them. The sound of the heels of his polished shoes connecting with the cold, stone floor echoed loudly as the door slide shut with adibldible click. Faint sounds of movement were heard as well as a soft hiss and growl but that was to be expected. He personally trained most of the creatures in this corridor and he was not always gentle.
As he walked he paused for a moment at a cell covered with a very thick piece of glass instead of bars. The reason being that half the enclosure was filled with water directly from the ocean. A few rocks and plants littered the bottom with a ledge so one could breath in the air but that wasn’t the only reason he had it there. Although a single light bulb hung from the ceiling and the waters were dark he could make out a figure or two swimming around silently. The sound of faint splashing was heard but nothing could be clearly seen. He continued his journey further until a few cells down he stopped. They held bars instead of the clear glass with a yellow line indicating how far the creature within could reach so not to lose a part of himself. He learned the hard way once. From inside he heard an audible growl and took it to mean ‘stay away’ but he ignored it completely.
“Time to awaken my pets,” he cooed out in a sickenly sweet voice before clapping his hands twice. A humming sound was heard before lights turned on brightly in each and every stall. Sudden squawks of surprise and yelps were heard as the intense light illuminated the otherwise dreary corridor and showed just what each one held inside.
In the cell with the water looked like something of an underwater cavern where in the far back was a young man. He looked around 16 years of age with hair black as night held into a high tail except for some unruly bangs that swayed in his emerald green eyes. He wore a red/black diamond patterned bandana around his head and his skin was pale from lack of light and what was most astonishing about the youth was the fact that from waist down he had an elegant tail of a fish. The scales were a deep black as his hair but in the bright light sometimes revealed colors of a deep blue. Spiny fins of the same black and deep blue color grew from the sides of his forearms, with delicate webbing between his fingers to allow him to swim faster as well as cling to the rocky cavern. The gills on the junction of his neck and shoulder took deep breathes of the water as he watch him with calm eyes, eyes that held a bit of respect and yes fear. However, the youth was not alone.
The other being looked around 17 to 18 years of age with deeply tanned skin, deep sea blue colored eyes and somewhat unruly hair of a blue-gray that he managed to keep tied back. He swam protectively before the other boy, as if warning Pegasus to not even think about taking him away. To prove his point he bared his teeth, some of them already jagged to resemble that of a shark’s but then again, he was half shark. A mako shark to be precise. The lower half do his body was the tail of the great shark itself with a fin jutting from his spine but was considerably smaller, the scales the color of a dusky gray. Matching fins were also on either side of his arms, and his nails were slightly longer due to the fact that he could catch the live fish the creator provided them as nourishment. Growling once more he moved to the other boy, swam around him once and gently pulled him into his arms. The merboy leaned into him with a soft sigh and for right now, all was well.
“Such a touching scene,” the silver-haired gentleman said with slight amusement, earning him a growl from another cell. “Oh is someone in there jealous?” he asked with just a hint of humor in his voice. More growling was heard as he stepped closer to a cell that held the environment of a forest despite the steel and stone surroundings.
In the far corner, crouched on hands and knees was a young man, 16 years of age with dark, golden blonde hair that hung into his deep brown eyes. His nails were long as well and covered in dirt from digging holes around the cell, in hopes of finding a way out but noting. His skin was fair but also held a kind of gold sheen to it that blended in remarkably well with the pale gold tail that wrapped around his legs. His entire body was tense and he kept growling deep in his chest, teeth bared and clenched together tightly. One of his better creations but unfortunately this one had indeed inherited all the attributes of the wolf DNA he merge with his human side. He would have been perfect if he wasn’t so rebellious. He had tried to tame him a few times but nearly lost his own ‘assets’ when the wolf had enough and clamped his jaws on him tightly. He was lucky but knew better than to go near him. The boy sat back and rubbed as a slightly floppy ear nearly hidden by the thick mass of blonde hair, whining softly as he tried to rid himself of that annoying itch. He wore nothing except a pair of very ragged shorts that were nearly in shreds due to him scratching and biting. But the boy didn’t care. Besides, he had more important things to worry about than his lack of clothing.
A soft whimper escaped the other boy that was trying to hide behind the wolf-boy. He was smaller and slender with skin pale as the moonlight and pearly-white hair that just seemed to shine with its own light. His eyes were large and the color of a deep, velvety brown that held an innocence and purity he could not yet break. The boy was still a virgin in body yes, but that didn’t stop Pegasus from teaching him how to please him or to get him used to torture least a customer should want him. That was what mainly his customers bought Pegasus’ creations for, to be beaten and used for their own pleasures however they saw fit. Beside, he enjoyed making the little one cry out in pain himself. Being half arctic hare it usually took a lot to make the boy cry tears instead of those pitiful whimpers he now made whenever he was taken away from the wolf.
The blonde looked at him and slowly pulled him into his arms, holding him tightly he growled very softly and deep in his chest, clawed hands/paws gently stroking the white strands and long ears that always seemed to droop down. The only thing the pale youth wore was an oversized shirt that stopped just above his knees but only because he didn’t want anyone to se the scars all along his back. Though some of them were old and scarred over it still gave him pain. Sniffing softly he curled up in the blonde’s arms and closed his eyes.
He couldn’t help but smirk before continuing his way down to one more cell in which contained two more of his fine creations. However, one of which he kept threatening to destroy and start over from scratch and another he had not yet been able to touch much less train in matters of sex. It mainly had to do with the fact that the detestable one wouldn’t let anyone near the other; that and he knew the baby of the pair would fetch a very hefty price if a master wanted to break in a pet all on his or her own. The environment was mainly of rocky ledges with a couple of pine trees here and there but that was mainly it, looking around the cell before his eyes settled on just what he was looking for.
Laying there, curling up as the base of a large pine tree was a young lad of 15 but his appearance showed him to look much younger, like around 10 or such years of age. Even in his curled up position he knew what eh child looked like. His skin was fair and unmarked with wild black hair, even in the dimmest light bringing out the deep red highlights. Soft gold bangs framed his angelace ace as he slept soundly but occasionally his small, tufted ears would twitch to every sound. He wore not but a shirt and shorts, also dusty and ripped from scaling the rocky ledges, both purposely torn in the back that if you followed the line of his spine you could see a small tail. The little bit of fur he bore was a very soft gray color with a few spots of the lynx DNA speckled over his thin shoulders. He was so adorable, as a baby kitten but before he could step up closer a loud and very angry cry was heard. Pegasus barely had enough time to step back before a hand full of sharp claws dashed out from the bars of the cage, aiming to strike his face once more.
Leaping down from his perch on the tree branch above was a young man, about a year older than the boy but he was angry as hell. He lunged at the bars, trying to reach at the silver-haired man but couldn’t reach far enough, jut reaching the edge of the range limit he took a few steps back and growled at he man. Like the mako shark this youth had dark tanned skin with sun-bleach blonde hair and pale, lavender colored eyes. But this youth was not a shark yet he nearly became one. At the last moment Pegasus chose to infuse him with the genetics of a Siberian tiger rather than a tiger shark, giving him the strength and cunning of such a beast as well as the fierce protectiveness.
Slightly rounded ears were laying flat against his head, his orange and black striped tail flipped angrily like a whip behind him. Even along the outside of his upper arms and thighs bore the black stripes (just barely seen from the sleeveless shirt the color of his eyes and pants black as the night sky) of his animal counterpart; he was the reason why Pegasus hid his other eye from view. The first several times he had trained the tiger had been rough but very pleasurable due to the fact that he had the tiger drugged before hand, however; the moment he had tried to focus himself down on the young boy while the tiger was trying to gain conscious mind was a mistake he was never going to make in this lifetime.
Normally he didn’t take his creations in their cages but the little one was so beautiful and vulnerable at the moment he couldn’t resist and crushed his lithe body to his own, leaning down to steal his first kiss. The next thing he knew he was being dragged out of the cage by several of his workers while his most loyal creatures held the raging tiger back with cattle prods, both his hand clutched at his face as blood fell freely. The tiger, still intoxicated with the drugs, had taken his eye completely out and refused to let anyone near the little one, so he had a golden eye made and fitted but the scars remained so he hid that side of his face. He would have killed that striped cat on the spot but he could always use his DNA to create more tiger hybrids, only with more obedience.
The young boy was waken at the sound of the warning cry and for a moment he just sat there, looking at their creator with large, amethyst colored eyes that held such innocence and purity but also a spirit like the white haired youth used to have. His ears dropped when he saw the man responsible for all this just standing outside their cage but slowly he pushed himself up to his feet and slowly made his way to the tiger boy.
Sharp hearing picked up the sounds of pine needles being crushed underfoot he didn’t have to look back to know who it was. His posture was still tense before a pair of slender arms wrapped around his waist tightly and a faint purring sound was heard. Soon he relaxed, turning around he quickly scooped the boy in his arms and held him tightly as he bounded up to his favorite perch. A solid ledge of stone with shade form of a tree that had been tipped over shielded them from the bright lights. With his back braced against the rough bark he held the boy tightly in his lap, gently petting the soft, tri-colored hair. At times clawed fingers would trace the sensitive ear tuffs, which would make the lynx giggled and playfully nip at his fingertips. They usual had mock fights just to pass the time in the cells, which was fine. The cages were actually large enough to give them room to run around. The tiger mocked growled but held him tightly, tail wrapping around him and occasionally glared at Pegasus as the young cat boy batted as his furry appendage like a kitten.
“Truly such a touching scene,” Pegasus said with a smirk, tossing his silver hair over his shoulder as he looked as his prized pets each in turn. “Just came to tell you all know that I have three very good customers of mine coming today. They wanted to see something new and you are just the ones I was just thinking about.” He chuckled softly as outraged growls and hissing echoed all around him even as it was soon joined by the sound of a faint melody. The hybrids perked their ears to listen closer as it came once more.
“Those must be my guests now. Now be on your best behavior until I came back.” He continued to smile even as the creatures tried once more to take a piece of him but they were all out of reach. Once the doors slid shut the area was plunged into darkness once more except for the very dim lighting in each of the cages. The wolf growled as he held the hare tighter, leaning down to lick the tears away. They more or less settled down but the lynx was curious.
“Malik? What are these ‘customers’ Pegasus talks about?” he asked softly, his voice so innocent at many ordered how he ended up in a place like this.
The young man frowned in thought, ears drooping as he held the boy tighter. “Mainly men that live on the outside. They’re like Pegasus only some aren’t as good looking,” he answered in a rough sort of purr.
Yugi blinked and rested his head on his chest, letting the purr sooth him peacefully. “Why are they coming here?”
“More than likely to buy new ‘pets’.”
“Like the others?”
“… Yes. But no one is taking you Yugi, I swear this.” Malik leaned down to nuzzle him tenderly in which Yugi smiled at him and rubbed his cheek against his chest. He let his eyes drift close but not before leaning up to give his protector an affectionate lick on the corner of his lips.
“You always protect me, Malik…” he purred softly and was soon dozing peacefully. The blonde smiled as he continued to hold him close, content for the time being.
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