Chapter Twelve: A Tale of Two Tails

Syphron:

My fox vision glitched, Pumpkin wrapping her arms around my leg. Attempting to shake her off, my evil voice thundered behind me. His deep voice sent chills up my spine, my tail twitching with irritation. Who the hell was he to take control of me! This was my body but his dark ways imprisoned me in his form. Banging on the black walls of my black mind space, no one could hear me. Falling to my knees, this sucked royally. Gritting my teeth, there had to way out of this fucking prison.

"Eat the girl, you fool!" He demanded hotly through our mental connection, my fists clenched tightly. "She is just a hindrance to your happiness. Loneliness is the best way of life." Shaking my head, a black paw covered my mouth. Sinking my fangs into the paw, nothing happened. Terror widened my eyes, my paw smashing down towards her tiny body. Surprise rounded my eyes, her arms holding my paw up.

"Knock the shit!" She barked irritably, her real smile flashing in my direction. "I love you, and I freaking mean it. I am coming up to you so don't eat me." My black fur danced in the stale breeze, her slender hands pulling her on top of my snout. Tying black iron chains around my snout, the fox demon in me roared in protest. Hanging tightly onto the chain, her lips kissed my forehead sweetly. Tears flooded from her beautiful eyes, her free hand patting my snout. Resting her head on my large fox head, her next words snapped me out of my anger.

"Now that I can talk to you, I want you to hear this one thing." She continued warmly, my tail wagging with each touch. "You are really just a softy on the inside aren't you. We all have our bad sides, so yeah just calm your tits. Regardless, I think you are a very handsome fox." The black fox bound up to me, his black fur brushing against my skin. His smile grew wider at her words, his tail wagging away. Cocking my brow, his red eyes narrowed in my direction. Hatred brewed between us, his red eyes watching her with eager happiness.

"I like her. Don't eat her." He panted excitedly, his red eyes meeting mine. "You really lucked out with her. No one has ever loved me." Clearing my throat, did he think that she just loved her? Rolling my eyes, his paws resting on the tops of my hands. Boring holes into my eyes, this was the closest he had gotten to me. Uncomfortable was the only word to describe the current moment, a defeated sigh pouring from his snout.

"Are you going to say what is on your mind, or am I going to have to coax it out of you!" I growled through gritted teeth, his brows raising in suspicion. "I don't have time, I just want to go back home. She is my home, and not Halloween Street." Smacking the back of my head, my eyebrows twitched angrily. This bastard really knew how to get on my nerves, a snarl curling on my lips.

"I am talking about coming to an agreement, you idiot." He snarled viciously, pinning my hands down. "No more running from just working together. I am sick of fighting with you. Let's play nice for her sake. She loves us, remember? So let's calm down, and kiss her like never before. So tell me how was your first time?" Shoving him off of me, he curled his body around mine, his tail tickling my face. Offering me his paw, my hand wrapped around it cautiously. Shaking his paw, he hopped on top of my head.

"I will be checking in on you every now and then kid. My name is Sly, so please don't hate me." He continued calmly, blowing on his paw. "Protect your kid, and I promise to try not to let your bad emotions change you into this. Are you ready to go back?" Shaking my head, curiosity glistened in his eyes. Guilt gnawed at me, my bitter words still coursing through my mind. How on Earth did she not hate me?

"I said some pretty awful things." I groaned tiredly, burying my face into my palms. "I basically told her that she sucked, and that I hated her. I am a fucking monster." Dangling his head in front of my face, his red eyes watching me playfully. His tongue hung out of his snout, his eyes narrowing. The strange energy threw me off, his vibe unreadable.

"Just say you are sorry. It honestly isn't that hard." He laughed gleefully, rolling over. "She climbed onto your snout, didn't she? She clearly loves you. You two will work it out. Trust me with that one." A fit of laughter burst from my lips, the pure irony of his name and last words amusing me. Cocking my brow, a bemused grin dancing across my lips.

"That's ironic coming from you. Your name is Sly." I snorted sarcastically, wiping away my tears. "I would like to go home now." Snapping his fingers, my fox form shrank back down to my normal form. Pumpkin sat on top of me, scarlet burning her cheeks at the sight of my naked body. Clutching her close to my chest, tears of joy flooded from her eyes. Tracing my chest muscles, her kind eyes met mine.

"Before you say anything, I forgive you. So don't worry about it." Pumpkin chirped cheerfully, my fingers playing with her hair. "You weren't yourself. We all say things that we mean when we are backed into a corner. Although, you were barely backed into a corner. Whatever." Her passive aggressiveness frightened me, her real smile melting my heart. My guilt shattered my heart, a million words sitting on my tongue.

"Surely you can understand why I am still a little angry at what you said but I am giving you one more chance, or more like a million." She joked lightly, her laughter twinkling in the air. "Perhaps I am a little insane or just plain lucky to be in love with the sexiest fox demon alive." Cupping my face, her lips pressed my lips sensually. My heart fluttered, her lips refusing to let me go. Never let me go again, my lovely little pumpkin.

"I said those awful things to you, and you still love me?" I stammered nervously, my old man wandering in. "And of course you wander in to ruin the moment." A pile of clothes hung off of his arms, his keys jiggling. A wicked grin spread cheek to cheek, his brows raising. Unlocking the door, he set the clothes on the floor gingerly. Winking in our direction, the deepest shade of red rose to our cheeks. Smiling warmly at him, both of them breathed the longest sighs of relief.

"That is a record. It takes a couple days for him to calm down. If you wish to serve your kink here, then have some fun." He teased lightly, exiting gleefully. "I am going to be a grandfather!" Cocking her head, she leapt to her feet. Stumbling forward, a claw mark swept across her face. Guilt gnawed at my face, her hands cupping mine. Tears flooded from my eyes, her lips brushing every inch of my skin. Twitching with pleasure, her lips kissed mine sweetly. Her touch was so tender, my eyes never leaving the bleeding claw mark. Shit! That was going to be a scar and it was all my fault.

"I am just happy you are back." She chimed softly, my arms clutching her close to my chest. "Now be good for Sly. He only means well." Passing out in my arms, I laid her back down on the floor. Getting dressed into one of my father's old red velvet suit, my strong arms tossed her over my shoulders. Sliding my feet into a pair of black boots, she slumbered away. Her arms bounced around, my heart pounding a mile a minute. Marching up the stairs, my head bowed in shame at the sight of a frightened Ivory. Renkin comforted her on the couch, his gentle words stopping at the sight of me. Whipping his head in his direction, he leapt from the black velvet couch. Landing gracefully in front of me, his fingers grabbed my jacket.

"How dare you talk to your wife like that!" He demanded venomously, a thunderous growl rumbling in his throat. "She is carrying your child, and was abused. That shit was low. I will kick your ass for her if she asks me too." Snarling to myself, my lips parted in protest. Snatching his shirt, a steady stream of curse words flooded from his lips. My breath hitched, never before had he cared for anyone but himself.

"That's really rich. All this is coming from the guy who hit on my wife." I retorted sarcastically, Sammy crashing down the stairs. "I am aware that I was an asshole so back the fuck off." Sammy cleared his throat, his strong arms stealing Pumpkin from me. Resting on the couch, her head rested on Ivory's lap. Throwing a blanket over her shivering body, the two of them shot daggers from their eyes. My brother and I shrank back, our arms swinging lifelessly by our sides. The simmering rage told us to take the fight somewhere else but Sammy had other plans.

"Sit down please." Sammy commanded boldly, motioning towards the other velvet couch. "We have much to discuss. Like how you destroyed her emotionally, and what to do next. You will take her to the roof of your father's mansion when she wakes up. You two must find the food dallyton because she has been craving it." Confusion dawned on my face, my nose scrunching up in disgust. The stuff was so acrid and stinky, the fumes alone able to knock anyone out. Of course she was craving it, Renkin shoving me towards the kitchen. Shifting around his mother's ancient cookbook, my trembling hands took off my jacket. Rolling up the sleeves of our black dress shirts, he flipped to the page. Chuckling warmly to himself, he nudged my shoulder.

"She will love this. Don't pretend to not know how to cook. You did live alone for centuries after all." He taunted coolly, pulling out the stinkiest ingredients from around the kitchen. "My mother made this for every pregnant demon in the kingdom. All it is just their mate's blood combined with their favorite fruit and extra vitamins in a jelly mold. So get cutting." Passing me a knife and glass measuring cup, he watched eagerly as I cut my palm. Dripping my blood into the cup, his kindness was throwing me off.

"Why are you being so nice? You have been a dick for the longest time, so I don't get it." I grumbled under my breath, rubbing the back of my head. "She can't have changed you that fast." Smiling warmly to himself, his black eyes twinkled with true happiness. Wrapping up my palm, my older brother gazed up at the black diamonds twinkling in the sky. Tilting his head, he went back to cutting up a bunch of fruit. His soft side was beginning to show, and I kind of liked it.

"I used to make dallyton with my mother, and it always made my day. I am sorry for being an asshole this whole time. I was dealing with a lot. I still make it for pregnant ladies to this day. My kingdom loves me, and that is how I wish it always to be." He apologized sincerely, tossing the fruits into a bowl. "I want to marry Ivory and start a family. How do you think she will take it?" Shock widened my eyes, for centuries my brother had been the essential playboy. Different ladies graced his arms each week, the new faces never stopping. Pouring in the blood, she really slapped some commonsense into him. Mixing in the gelatin, the mixture actually smelled sweet.

"Anyways, the trick is to use the freshest fruit possible. " He continued simply, my hand grabbing his shoulder. "Let's get this into the refrigerator. What gives! Why are you being so nice?" Mouthing a silent spell, a black box sat in my palm. Pouring the mixture into a simple plastic mold, he opened the box. Dropping it to the ground, the sapphire rested in a sea of diamonds. The rose gold band shimmered in the yellow light of the kitchen, a tender blush rising to his cheeks. Unable to find any words, he seemed to be speechless for the first time in his life.

"I need you to do me a favor, and help me train Alice." I pleaded tiredly, my vision blurring. "You are the best swordsman in the area. Ivory can help her with the magic. Can I count on you?" Tapping his chin, he flipped a loose piece of hair over his shoulder. Shooting me a thumbs up, butterflies fluttered in my stomach. Hoping he would hold back enough until she was great at swordsmanship, he placed the mold into the refrigerator. Sitting on the counter, we hid from our ladies. Angry women were a whole separate breed of human, his face softening into his genuine smile. Most people never saw it, the rarity of it was worse than my Pumpkin.

"She has great bones. Her form just needs a bit of work." He commented calmly, swinging his feet. "Her strength is incredible, she nearly broke your jaw when you were being a dick. She has the agility and litheness that will eventually make her better than me. I am fine with that, but if it really helps you out her potential leadership excites me. She is really going to shake things up. That is what really amuses me." A fit of laughter burst from our lips, an alarm dinging. The mold was ready, him dumping it onto a platter. He wasn't wrong, the jelly jiggling as he put it back into the fridge. She didn't go anywhere without creating tsunamis which was my wife for you.

"What's going on?" Pumpkin mumbled as she stumbled into the kitchen, her body melting into my arms. "I am really hungry. Please feed me." Renkin saluted me as he left, her fangs sinking into my neck. Goosebumps popped up, the sound of her drinking my blood turning me on. Sitting her on the counter, her fragile face made her look delicate right now. My finger wiped the corner of her lips, her lips sucking the blood off of my fingers. Rubbing her thighs together, she seemed to want me. Sniffing the air, she ran over to the fridge. Her face brightened at the jello in the fridge, her fingers wrapping around the plate. Snatching it from her, the smile on her face fell.

"Let's eat this someplace else." I suggested cautiously, her hands reaching for it. "Let's go to my secret spot. Hop onto my back. I have a wonderful world to show you." Hopping onto my back, she rested her head on my back. Brushing her lips against the nape of my neck, her white hair tickled my ears. Jumping from roof to roof, a cloud of dust blew around me as I skidded a stop in an abandoned guard tower. Resting her against the wall, she flashed me her real smile.

"This is beautiful, just like your heart." She complimented happily, putting her hand out for the jelly. "I would like my treat now." Laughing quietly to myself, she accepted the plate and fork with ease. Downing it in minutes, she leapt into my arms. Resting her head on my chest, her delicate fingers unbuttoned my dress shirt. Tracing my chest muscles, her finger walking down to my pants button. Ripping off the button with her fangs, she wrapped her sweet lips around my thick girth. Sucking on the tip, a gruff groan escaped my lips. When the fuck did she learn this? Taking it all in, her tongue flicking underneath my head. Sucking harder, it felt so amazing. Gazing up at me hungrily, her devilish grin frightened me. What did I do to her?

"Pumpkin, I am going to cum if you don't slow down. " I cried out lustfully, her long tongue licking my length. "Please stop." Peeling off her black lace underwear, she sank down onto me. Wrapping her arms around my shoulder, her trembling fingers peeled off her dress. Leaning in close to me, her next words sent chills up my spine.

"Undo my bra." She whispered sensually, guiding my quaking hands to the clasp. "It will be a way for you to let me know what you want, Sy." Shuddering with pleasure, it took all that I had not to ask her to say my nickname again in that manner. Struggling to unclasp the bra, it took a couple of extra minutes with my shaking hands. The bra floated to the floor, her ample breasts bouncing in my face. Watching them bounce up and down with every grind of her hips, she guided my hands to them. Squeezing them roughly, pale tissue oozed from in between my fingers. Cries of ecstasy burst from her lips, her walls hugging my girth. Motioning to follow, she leaned against the ground, shaking her ass in my face. Jamming myself in, she screamed out my name. Digging at the marble floor, she howled euphorically. Groaning gruffly, this felt too good. Damn! She was becoming a major addiction already, her hips grinding against mine.

"Are you enjoying yourself?' She inquired sweetly, glancing back at me lovingly. "I just wanted to thank you for putting up with me and my crazy antics." Shaking my head, the guilt dimming her eyes sickened me, Flipping her over, her beautiful face caused my heart to flutter. Her fangs hung over her lips, my finger tracing her cheeks. Kissing her forehead, the moonlight bathed her beauty. Focusing on her button nose, all of her features were delicate.

"I am enjoying myself, Pumpkin." I promised sweetly, sliding myself in. "The question is are you?" Nodding in between her rough gasps, my hips bucked wildly. A tender blush rose to her cheeks, my hands running up her thighs. Twirling my fingers around her swollen clit, her moans grew louder. Sliding her heels up to shoulders, an entirely new sensation washed over me. My name flooded from her lips, her claws growing from her fingernails. Wrapping them around my arm, her claws tickled my skin. Pumping in and out, she twitched with pleasure. Lowering her legs, surprise widened my eyes as I clutched her close to my chest. Wrapping her legs around my waist, our hips danced to the same rhythm. Pressing my lips into hers hungrily, her tongue danced in my mouth. Releasing her from my spell, her fangs traced the nape of my neck. Sinking them into my neck, goosebumps popped up. Guiding my head to the nape of her neck, a tiny gasp escaped her lips the moment the skin broke. Drinking our blood at the same time, the two of us drew ever closer to our orgasm. She tasted so sweet, just like strawberries and cream. Holding her hips down, my hot seed filled her up. Melting into my arms, silent tears soaked my shoulders.

"Why can't I be strong like you?" She sobbed softly, my fingers lifting up her chin. "I act like I can handle everything, but I am crumbling on the inside. If I can't protect you, then how can I protect my child? I need to train to become stronger, more able. I can't even hold my own. I feel so helpless. I am such a child." Shaking my head, seeing her broken like this shattered my heart. Kissing her forehead, she didn't know yet that I arranged for my brother to train her. May the odds ever be in her favor with all of that?

"Let's go! I have a surprise for you." I chirped cheerfully, her sad smile making everything worse. "Let me give you something." Snapping my fingers, a pair of black leggings and a cropped top long sleeve appeared on her body. Scarlet lace peeked beneath the shirt, black leather gloves covering up her hands. Pressing a wooden sword into her palm, my slender hands zipping my pants back up. Confusion dawned on her face, my fingers snapping once more. A pair of black sweats, and a black t-shirt covered my chest.

"What's going on?" She inquired nervously, her delicate hands twisting her hair into a bun. "You aren't training me are you?" A wicked grin danced across my lips, her face brightening. Cocking my brow, a sharp whistle escaped my lips. Renkin landed next to me gracefully, his long hair pulled into a ponytail. His black sweat suit shimmered slightly, a scarlet shirt catching her eye. Her brow cocked, excitement glittering in her eyes.

"He is, not me." I proclaimed proudly, her grin growing wider. "You have ten minutes to run. Once he is in hunting mode, the game doesn't end until he says so. Got that? Time begins now." Nodding silently, she disappeared into the darkness. Spinning on my heels, Renkin blew on his nails.

"I promise to take it easy on her." He promised earnestly, the black box still sitting in his pocket. "I still need your help with my proposal." My eyebrows twitched, the expression on my face constantly changing. A fit of laughter burst from my lips, ultimately wondering if he knew how we really got married. The whole thing was a fucking disaster, the alarm on my wristwatch ringing like mad. Confusion dawned on his face, his brow raising in suspicion.

"Fine. Go get her." I ordered sharply, watching him leap into the air. "Stay away from her stomach. Behave, and don't take it so easy on her. You will lose her respect. Just don't kill her." Nodding silently, he was a flash of light in the sky. Waving my hand in the air, a screen popped up in front of me. A speaker sat next to me, the screen split in half. My brother hadn't caught up with her yet, my old man popping up behind me. Plopping down next to me, his wicked grin met mine. His black velvet suit brushed up against my skin, the white dress shirt throwing me off. Normally, color was the primary choice. Today must have been his day off, the relaxed aura around him nearly melting me into a puddle.

"Did you think that I was going to miss this? I have full confidence that she will win." He commented jovially, his eyes twinkling with adventure. "Unless you think otherwise." Biting my lips, he was wrong. She wasn't ready to beat him quite yet. However, her real smile melts my heart. The only reason I wasn't fighting her was due to the fact that I would automatically go soft on her, my love for her would never allow me to grow.

"I think he will win, and I only say that because he has more experience for the first round. On top of that, she has a temper problem on the battlefield." I pointed out logically, my brother catching up to her. "Now the real show begins." The two of them charged at each other, Pumpkin crashing onto the ground. Struggling to her feet, she steadied herself once more. Dodging his next attack, she mimicked his moves with ease. Knocking him to the ground, shock rounded out his eyes. The confident grin on her lips turned me on, my cock stiffening. Not now, I growled under my breath.

"I learn by visual learning, so bring it on." She growled enthusiastically, spinning the wooden sword around her palm. "You kind of have to be in my situation. Also did you know that I could have graduated high school at the age of fourteen. I chose to stay in school with my age group. Let's play!" The two of them became blurs, Pumpkin crashing to the ground covered in bruises, blood pouring from the corner of her lips. Renkin didn't look much better, the two of them going at it again.

"She is a quick learner." My old man chimed in calmly, resting his head on my shoulders, watching the screen intensely. "You are right though. Her temper is getting in her way. I will work with her on that one. I can teach her a few tricks." Raising my hand, a couple of hours had passed already. Talking into the speaker, they both landed gracefully. Out of breath, they crashed down next to each other.

"You are done! I can't even tell who won." I announced happily, Renkin shooting her a thumbs up as I turned off the speaker. "She is indeed! If I can't get her emotions in check, how the hell are you going to do that?" Shrugging his shoulders, we both wandered down to the two of them. Smiling tiredly at each other, the whole thing was a bit creepy in my opinion. What normal person would be happy about getting beat up like that? The two of them were like peas in a pod, never seeming like the same person.

"Same time tomorrow?" She inquired excitedly, her real smile lighting up the room. "That was fun, and I learned so much. You are the coolest brother-in-law ever. It was so much fun having my ass kicked by you." Maniacal grins brightened their faces, the two of them looking crazier than ever. The dark look in their eyes frightened my old man and me, the two of us shrinking back. Fist bumping each other, she passed out without warning.

"The excitement must have been too much." Renkin joked lightly, scooping her up. "As good as she is, her temper is still getting in the way. You need to fix that or she is never going to improve. I am impressed by her learning skills. No one has ever mastered the basics of my fighting style so easily. Our old man can handle the temper thing. Don't blame yourself, little brother. She has had a rough time, so be patient. I'm off to take an ice bath, she really did a number on me. Have a nice evening." Passing her to me, she shifted uncomfortably in my arms. The gentile smile on my face told me that she actually had fun today, Renkin brushing past my shoulders. Kissing the top of her head, she grabbed my t-shirt.

"Bring her by in the morning." My old man said stiffly, an anxious look plaguing his face. "Then you will need to leave. If you hear screaming, just ignore it. Let's just say it will be a trip into her head. I will have to work my mind magic, so she will be occupied all day long. That is until the training with Renkin of course. Have a nice night." Leaving me alone with her, several lines escaped her lips.

"I love you, Sy. Don't you ever leave me." She whispered daintily in her sleep, her fingers gripping my shirt tighter. "I don't ever want to be alone again. It was so dark, so please be my light." Scarlet burned my cheeks as tears welled up in my eyes, mixed emotions flashing in my mind. Kissing the top of her head, a deep sigh escaped her lips. I accept her, all of her. I accept all of the ups and downs, and her raw emotions.

"Alice, I love you with all of my heart!" I screamed boldly into the ceiling, all of the servants staring at me. "Don't you ever forget that. I will follow you into the bowels of Hell. I promise to carry you through your storms. Let me be your rock!" Surprise rounded my eyes, her hands cupping my face. Her gorgeous sea of ruby eyes gazed lovingly up into mine, her geniune smile making my heart skip a beat. Ba dum, Ba dum! Her heart beat rapidly, her lips kissing mine feverishly. A tender blush rose to our cheeks, embarrassment seconds from bursting from my mind. Looking down at the ground with anxiety, she wasn't supposed to hear any of that.

"Okay. I get that you love me." She whispered sweetly, tracing my cheek. "I love you more than the moon itself. Let's go to bed together. I am exhausted. Your brother is a monster with a blade. The challenge was fun. Please hold me and don't worry about embarrassing yourself. Being weird is always more fun. Good night!" Gentle snores told me that she was slumbering in my arms, my heart forever thankful for her.