Going to the Wolves

If having an overly affectionate frog attached to your waist wasn’t enough then the lapful of happy puppy certainly pushed the bar up and over the limit, especially when she wrapped her arms around your neck and proceeded to give you the most excited tongue bath you’ve ever experienced since you had a dog as a kid. No matter what protests you come up with or where your hands land on her voluptuous and rather furry body Free either ignores them or completely doesn’t register you over her own enthusiastic voice and frantic licking between her words, “Goddamn! At first I didn’t believe Medusa when she said you’d be strong but damned if I wasn’t wrong! Oh god, all that raw power of yours, that fury, that strength…Rawr! Come here big boy!”

Had Free not pinned you to the couch with Eruka caught between your bodies you would have long ago shoved her off with all the **** at your disposal but deciding that you owed a little bit to the kind and cute little witch you do your best to minimize the pressure on her and instead try to distract Free with your protests and sputtering voice, “Fre-Free! C-Cut it out! Pbbbth! C-Can’t breathe!”

Instead of slowing her **** Free only seems to turn it up, her clawed fingers working their way into the opening of your coat as she makes to pull it off in a heartbeat, “Rrrrrr…you know you can stop me any time…so let’s see it Johnny-kun…let’s see that Alpha blood!”

Feeling the last bit of your patience wear away as Eruka gives you a strong squeeze in fear of Free’s encroaching claws you viciously pull away from Free, your voice dropping low as you let loose an intimidating growl, “Free! Heel!”

You expected to be slapped, hell straight up punched for the comment but instead Free seems to shiver, her body sensuously sliding from your lap as she sits on the ground before you like an obedient little puppy, her tail thumping against the floor in a quick rhythm as those wolfish eyes of hers give you a longing and hungry stare, “Yes Alpha…”

Looking from free to the rest of the woman you see each of them is on the verge of busting out in a rancorous amount of laughter, none more than the meisters and weapons due to their history with the powerful and renowned resilient werewolf woman. With a low groan your fingers find your forehead and rub at your temples in irritation, “Son…of…a…bitch…”

“Yes Alpha?” Free purrs, a lusty and surprisingly teasing tone on her tongue as her stare of devotion and lust reigns supreme in her gaze, “what can this bitch do for you?”

“S-Stop doing that!” You howl as the room fills with barely restrained chuckles, all of your girls, even the prim and proper Katen watching the exchange with overflowing amusement, “J-Just…just take a seat somewhere while I figure this all out.”

“Yes Alpha,” Free happily growls as she rises from her seat on the floor, turning away from you with an enticing flick of her tail before she walks over to where she woke up and sits down with a surprisingly patient expression on her now human face.

It is by this point that your head is throbbing, your brain trying to slip out through the cracks in your skull and search refuge in a place with less chaos surrounding it. However, this doesn’t seem to be your minds lucky day as a very familiar and slithering voice meets your ears with a curious tone, “Hm…so this is where Johnny-kun lives…simple but it serves its purpose I suppose.”

Turning your eyes from the happily perched Free you turn to face Medusa, her bound body sitting up on the couch as Crona remains asleep at her side, “Yes…though with your group I fear I will have to think of expanding soon.”

Medusa chuckles softly as she shakes her head, “I can understand your predicament Johnny-kun…but can you understand my own?”

Raising your eyebrow you tilt your head slightly, a calculating gaze in your eye as you stare into Medusa’s molten gold orbs, “What do you mean?”

With a sigh Medusa shrugs her shoulders, her gaze looking around the room at closely examining and in some cases glaring faces before she turns to you and speaks, “My kind, Witches, are beings of pure destruction Johnny-kun. We live to cause chaos and disorder…given that you can understand how difficult it can be to find the ‘one.’ The person we want to settle down and have children with.”

You nod a bit, your body leaning back in your seat as you give Eruka a slight glance before turning back to Medusa once more, “I think I can understand that…but that doesn’t explain or excuse your actions.”

With a heavy sigh Medusa nods and for once an expression other than amusement, surprise, or cunning crossing her features as she gives you a genuinely sorry stare, “I know it doesn’t and to be honest, I do not know what can. You must understand, even among witches I am something of a heretic for my belief in experimenting and creating as opposed to focusing completely on destruction…something akin to being a scientist instead in a group of demolitionists.” Looking deeply into your eyes Medusa’s shoulders slump, your firm glare not softening in the lightest as she continues, “it is because of this that I wanted to come with you so badly Johnny-kun, you offered an escape from that and while it wasn’t my ideal vision it has its certain…perks…”

Medusa’s cheeks light up with a soft pink as her eyes gaze all over your form, her throat coughing slightly as the finishes her thoughts cleanly and without mincing words, “I do not want to offer the illusion that I love you but…I certainly care about you Johnny-kun…from the moment I saw you I felt more attached to you than anyone in my life so far which for a witch is as close to love as most of us ever get. I…I just want to find out where this can go…an experiment that I hope can be a rousing success so I can find the ‘one’ that I want to settle down with…forever.”