Affection: Call of the King


Affection: Call of the King Chapter 7 part2


So I saw the Pokemon movie and it was bloody amazing. 10/10 from the perspective of a longtime Pokemon game franchise fan. My soul went especially giddy at that moment with the original English Dub anime theme song – so much nostalgia. I think Ryan Reynolds has basically won me over 100% by this point – Deadpool and Pikachu? How can a nerdy girl resist that?

Also a big thank you to Sam for the generous ko-fi donation!

Anyways, SMUT ALERT, enjoy the new part~


It was the sound of crackling fire that made Takahito wake up.


Lifting his eyelids he slightly opened his eyes. His last memory was of being inside cold water, but now his body was warm.


It's true that he fell in the river and was beginning to drown…

"Are you awake?"

At that question both of his eyes cracked open, and he suddenly rose up. In reaction a blanket slipped down his shoulders. Seeing his body that was bared until the hips, he realized that he was completely naked.

Naked…and human.

"Looks like you are awake."

Takahito looked at the owner of the voice.

Arthur was throwing dry wood into the bonfire constructed from stone and firewood. He was also in human form but not naked, wearing a round-necked sweater and woollen pants. Only his hair was wet, and it was swept back to spill behind him.

"You fell into the river. This is a cave I use as shelter on occasions of emergency so there are blankets, clothing and provisions stored here."

When the man explained and Takahito took a look around, it really was a space surrounded by rugged rock. It was probably a natural cave that had formed on the mountain side. It's height was about two meters till the ceiling, and it was dark so he could not see well, but it seemed quite deep.

Takahito pulled the fallen blanket up to his shoulders.

"Did you…save me?"

Arthur gave him a glance.

"I knew city wolves were weak, but can you really not even swim?"

His lips curved cynically, and Takahito's face suddenly heated up.

"I can swim in human form!"

Suddenly becoming irritated he retorted.

"I…I have never entered water in my wolf form."

"During midwinter water in the river is as cold as ice. You probably can't do anything without moving your body."

Takahito was indignant at the man for deciding that is the case so self-importantly from above, but as he thought about the fact that he would have probably died if Arthur had not saved him, he could not object to it anymore.

(It's true…if he'd not saved me, I would be dead)

In other words Arthur has become his saviour.

Once again realizing that truth, Takahito's mood became complicated.

Despite being his enemy, he was also his saviour.

(I should…thank him probably)

Speaking of that, since he had failed to thank Arthur for the matter with Wolfgang as well, he did not want to be indebted to this man any more than this.

After hesitating for a while, he finally opened his mouth.

"Thank you for…saving me."

Across the bonfire he saw Arthur's hand stop. One of his brows rose as if in surprise, and his eyes narrowed.

"If that's what you think, don't sneak away arbitrarily a second time."

He declared in a disappointed tone, and after throwing another branch in the fire added in a low tone.

"…realizing you're not in your room when I came visiting, my insides went cold. It was a good thing that the wind was not so strong and I was able to follow your 'scent'."


"I realize you're getting worked up because of the full moon, but try to keep your night walks to within the private property at least."

Somehow, it seems that the man thinks that it had been an impulsive action triggered by the moon cycle.

(That's good. He did not realize it was preliminary inspection for an escape.)


"…it's fine. …being able to run in the mountains for the first time in a long while, I also felt the change of mood."

Sensing that Arthur's indignation was softening from his voice, he felt relieved.

At the same time there was a prickling pain in his chest, and he was irritated at himself for that.

(There's no need to feel guilty. The other party kidnapped me selfishly. I am the injured party.)

While it may be true that the man had saved him, it would be no good to mix those things. He did not think it made them even.

As he tried to persuade himself, the sound of a liquid boiling could be heard.

On top of the bonfire a thick branch served as a bridge and from it dangled a kettle, it seemed like it was the thing that was boiling. Arthur removed the kettle from the branch, and poured its contents into enamel cups. Dividing the light brown liquid between two cups, he also added something more, and stirred it with a spoon.

"Hey, drink this. Warm your body."

Along with steam a sweet fragrance rose from the cup Arthur handed over. It looked like somehow he had mixed in honey with the boiled black tea.

(…smells good.)

It felt like his chilled body was demanding sugary content.

"Be careful, it's hot."

Lured by the smell of honey, right after he sipped the black tea he exclaimed "Ouch!"

"Idiot. I told you to be careful."

He shook his head in rebuke.

"Good grief…taking a walk amidst all the snow, falling into a river, I can't let my eyes off of you."

Arthur said that in an astounded tone, and taking hold of his own cup he sat down diagonally opposite Takahito. He sat cross-legged on top of the blanket.

"Have you always been like this?"

"…I think my curiosity has been relatively strong since I was a child, but…"

But, since Kizuki had consistently been the naughty kid, he himself had matured and calmed down in proportion to his age, or at least that was the accepted explanation. He himself had been convinced of that.

In actuality he was aware that his character has been in the process of changing since he came here.

That was probably out of desperation to somehow escape his fate.

His life up to now had not been this sort of regardless of appearance struggle.

(But that thing earlier…that tension when we pursued the deer…that was something else entirely.)

"It was my first time chasing after a deer, but…I was really excited."

As the muttered words left his mouth without thinking, Arthur looked at him.

"Do you have any hunting experience?"

"No. Fundamentally I'm also forbidden from transforming."

"…Indeed, in a place bustling with so many people it is probably difficult to run around in our true form."

With an expression on his face like he was recalling the disorder of Tokyo, Arthur nodded.

True form.

In Arthur's opinion our wolf forms are our true selves, that was what Takahito perceived from his words.

(It's the opposite.)

The wolf form inside of him was the irregularity…

Takahito did not have as much experience as a wolf as him, not to a degree where he could hold pride and conceit about it like Arthur did.

Until now he had lived by the principle supressing the 'beast' inside of himself so it would not awaken.

Because if he did not do so he could not live in a city…in a human society.

As he absentmindedly thought of the differences between him and Arthur, a deep voice resounded.

"I'll teach you."


Not understanding what the man meant by that, he asked again. Arthur answered "Hunting."

"If you don't have any hunting experience you can't call yourself an adult wolf."

(So what he's saying is that I will be taught hunting by the Alpha personally?)

Even he himself realized that his face had gone bright with enthusiasm at the proposition he had not even implored for.

"Yes, p…please!"

With a puff Arthur laughed at Takahito who had right away requested him earnestly using respectful words.

Unlike the previous time, this time he clearly understood that the man was laughing.

(…He laughed.)

The dramatically softened expression was overflowing with good-will, and filled with a masculine charm.

For a moment Takahito was charmed by the man in front of him.

He had a feeling that the laughing Arthur was just a tiny little bit similar to his dad.

"It'll be Sparta training. You can't complain in the middle of it."

At once Takahito moved his head up and down to emphasize his agreement to the man in teacher mood. Once again lifting the corner of his mouth at the earnest Takahito, Arthur brought the cup to his mouth.

The flame of the crackling bonfire made the shadows of the man's even usually distinct features even deeper.

Maybe because the thick dark brown hair had been pushed back, the well-formed forehead was exposed. His hairline was beautiful, and coupled with the high, straight nose bridge it seemed to highlight his above average aristocratic face.

[t.n. Hairline, Takahito? Really? Ok, you have some weird kinks dude, and that's coming from a fujoshi.]

In contrast, the eyes below his thick eyebrows, they reflected the other nature, the wildness that the man also possessed.

(His eyelashes…they're long.)

While he stealthily admired the length of the eyelashes that hung over the man's eyes, he for the first time noticed the gentle air that flowed between him and Arthur.

Because up till now they had been 'mating' when they met, for Takahito the time spent with Arthur was only a thing of coerced tension and pain.

('Mating'…is it fine if we don't do it?)

Wolf mating season was winter. In spring it ended. The 'mating' time was limited.

Because of the matter with Wolfgang, he'd been free since the last time.

It was clear Arthur that had come with this intention tonight.

However he had not been in his room.

Sensing he'd gone outside by the 'scent', Arthur most likely had been concerned about him who was not familiar with the land and had gone after him.

Guessing from the way he spoke earlier, he had not doled out corporal punishment on Takahito in wolf form probably because Arthur had thought it was an escape made out of frustration of being confined under house-arrest.

That's why the man had taken the initiative to bustle about the snow field to let him disperse some stress.

Like that they had together pursued the prey they had encountered…

Just by remembering Arthur's gallant figure as he collapsed the deer in one blow, even now his body shook. The excitement of that time was brought back.

Looking at the figure of Arthur singlehandedly bringing down prey, Takahito had thought he was no doubt seeing the personification of the king of the forest.

And not just that. Arthur had rescued him who had fallen into the river. By his own will he'd entered the cold water and saved him.

(As expected Arthur really is an Alpha.)

He was big and strong, and possessed both leadership and broad-mindedness - he was a true Alpha wolf.

He had somewhat of a feeling like he'd seen a new unknown side of the man, and as he gazed at Arthur across the fire, the man noticed Takahito's gaze and raised his head.

The red fire was reflected in those eyes.

Even though he'd returned to human shape, the 'animal nature' was still left just in his amber eyes. He felt that it looked twice as attractive as his graceful look.


Somehow or other he wanted to turn away himself, but continued to look at the pair of eyes that were tinged with wildness like he'd been entranced.

Arthur also did not remove his gaze.

Finally Arthur's eyes were gradually tinged with heat. Scorched by the flames that were swaying in his eyes, Takahito's body trembled.

"Are you still cold?"

He shook his head at the inquiry.

He was not cold. It was the opposite. He was hot.

However, his hands, feet and shoulders, till the ends of his fingertips he was shivering a little bit. Despite his insides being boiling hot, the shaking did not stop. It was a strange sensation. This was the first time something like this has happened.

With a start he realized.

It was hunger. This shaking came from a feeling of hunger.

His body was shaking…in hunger.

The moment he became aware of it, as he was being manipulated by something Takahito stood up. Going around the bonfire, he staggered closer to Arthur. It was a completely unconscious action.

He himself did not know what he was doing. He also did not know what he wanted to do.

Still not knowing he stood in front of Arthur, and his hands let go of the blanket they had been clutching. With a thud the blanket fell, and his white naked body became exposed. Arthur gasped lightly.

His skin that was basking under a piercing gaze gradually tinged with heat.

Arthur's gaze lowered slowly, and at last suddenly stopped. With intense concentration he stared at a spot. While staring he reached out his hand, and grasped Takahito's arm.


He was pulled towards the man suddenly and forcefully, and fell on top the man's crossed legs. Without a moment's delay Arthur's hand went around his back, and made Takahito hold his kneeling posture.

Arthur's face moved closer to the place he'd been staring at for a long time. Being breathed on without a warning, 'that' object twitched.

Things having turned to this level for the first time Takahito realized that he was erect. His face immediately burst into flames.

Nothing had been done to him yet.

He was made dizzy by the fact that he was this excited despite not one finger having touched him.

It was embarrassing and his whole body was steeped in shame.

This was probably because he'd seen Arthur hunting with his own eyes…and the lingering aftertaste of that excitement has remained in his body.


A hoarse cry spilled from within the depths of his throat as Arthur suddenly pressed his lips to the tip of his erection. His back bent with a twitch at the sensation of wet lips.


Discomposed by the inconceivable action, Takahito tried to pull away his hips. However, he was tightly held down by the burly arms and could not escape.

"Wh…why? This sort of…hyaa…"

The tip was licked by a slippery tongue and he let out a strange sound.


Not paying attention to Takahito whom he'd caused confusion, Arthur ran his sticky tongue all over the glans, and moreover he put his tongue in the narrow part as well.

Knowledge wise he knew what fellatio was. But this was the first time it was done to him, and he had no idea why Arthur was intentionally choosing to do this.

It was clear that for Arthur who was not gay the act of putting a man's member in his mouth would be a high hurdle. As proof of that, he had not done this during sex up till now.

[t.n. I think by this point poor Takahito is just being delusional when he keeps insisting Arthur is not gay since all evidence points to him not being so straight and narrow. Hun, there's more to the world than black and white~]

(Doing that so suddenly…why?)

In reverse to his brain in which questions and confusion intermingled, his body did not object to the strange caresses, but instead began to joyfully accept them.

His shaft was held sideways in the man's mouth, and his sensitive places were traced by the tip of a tongue making his hips shake.

From the root to the narrow place, it smoothly followed the frenulum of the prepuce of his penis, and his spine shivered.

The man gradually held his length in his mouth starting from the tip, and tears ran from Takahito's eyes at the heat of the oral cavity that wrapped around him.

Having completely engulfed his penis, Arthur took it in and out while entwining his tongue around it. Every time that happened, obscene sounds provoked his eardrums.

Concurrent with the caresses of his skilful tongue, Arthur's hand gripped his testicles and softly rubbed them. The moment he tightly squeezed the heavily swollen balls, clear beads of liquid bulged from the tip of Takahito's erection, and turning into drops trickled down.


This sort of good feeling…it's the first time.

Because of the place that was being sucked, it felt like at any time he would begin to dissolve.


In contrast to the anal sex that had been accompanied by pain, there was only pleasure in oral sex.

The waving attacks of nothing but sweet pleasure made his hips begin to crumble, and he grabbed hold of Arthur's hair as if to cling to it. His fingers passed through the yet damp hair, maddeningly stirring it up.


His awareness halfway gone in a state of ecstasy, Takahito suddenly felt his ass being grabbed hold of, and with a start he shuddered.

Arthur's big hands rubbed the flesh of Takahito's arse like he was testing its elasticity. As he rubbed so intensely it looked like it might leave finger-marks, the member inside of the man's mouth reacted by twitching.


Being sensitive to his ass getting rubbed, it was somewhat…embarrassing.

Looking downwards in shame, he met Arthur's upturned eyes.

When he thought of his pleasured state being completely visible his shame heightened, and his black eyes gradually moistened.

Their gazes still meeting, Arthur removed his mouth from the member.


Not yet, more, he was about to blurt out, but in a rush stifled the sound in his throat.

But his body was honest. His saliva covered penis swayed in desire.

Raising his head from Takahito's abdomen where he'd been adhered to, this time Arthur sucked on the nape of Takahito's neck. While he play-bit it and sucked on it, he himself loosened the front of his undergarments. As Arthur pulled out the proof of his masculinity, a sweet, spicy 'scent' rose.

As Takahito was spellbound by the special 'scent' Arthur grasped and pulled his hand. The male rod Arthur guided him to, and made him grip was burning hot.

The synergy of that heat and 'scent' made his head grow hazy.

As if he was drunk strength had left Takahito's body, and Arthur made him straddle his lap. In a pose of chest meeting chest, the bent member rubbed against his perineum.


Stimulated by the complex protruding rigid organ, like an electric shock a hot numbness ran forwards through him.

Takahito's penis was still erect and clung to his abdomen, and sexual fluids dripped from it.

While he was rubbed with the jutting male rod, his hole twitched and began to contract improperly.

His throat was parched, and hot breaths spilled from his slightly open lips.

His disarrayed consciousness no longer knew whether this was because of the mating season. Things like a calm train of thought – they had already flown away somewhere a long time ago.

Nevertheless, with his last remaining reason he barely managed to ring an alarm bell "You can't."

If he accepted it, what if he conceived? That sort of thing cannot be undone.

He should not let himself be washed away by momentarily pleasure. He couldn't. He couldn't. He…

He repeated it many times. But.

"Raise your hips."

The alarm bells were washed away by the sound of a deep voice ordering him near his ear.

The wet head touched the narrow place hidden between his risen buttocks. His hips were clasped as if to not let him run away, and dragged down in one go. His breathing stopped at the shock of the tip piercing him.

As if thinking that it would be less painful if done instantly, Arthur pushed in without stopping.

"Aaa, Aaaa…"

Drifting, instinctive tears filled his eyes. If he hadn't known there was pleasure waiting ahead of this, he probably wouldn't have been able to bear the shock.

Somehow he'd been able to accept the length till its root, and his sweat drenched body was held tightly.


Taking shallow breaths repeatedly, he was somehow able to return to a normal breathing pattern.

As if he'd been waiting for a suitable time, Arthur began to move. And as if taking a wait-and-see approach, he pushed little by little.


Having gotten used to the foreign object in his body, gradually it started to feel good. Arthur prodded precisely aiming for the sensitive point.


Bit-by-bit the thrusting got stronger and the strokes deeper. Each time he was pierced, Takahito let out sweet, suffocating sounds.


Takahito bent his body backwards, and Arthur's mouth took hold of his nipple. His nipples that 'remembered' the last time were sensitive, and furthermore dishevelled him.

As the tip of his nipple was pulled on by teeth, he felt something tightening 'inside' of himself.

His penis that was rubbing against hard abdominal muscles was once again erect. Cloudy precum overflowed from the erect tip.

Swaying, Takahito put his arm around Arthur's neck so to not be thrown off.


Clinging tightly to the thick neck, he entwined both of his legs around the man's strong waist.

"The suction is amazing."


"Does it feel good?"


His senses had been abundantly magnified by the words that left Arthur's mouth. Noticing that, Takahito swayed his hips in all directions by himself.

He could not stop himself from pursuing desire.

The more he thought he must not do this the more the pleasure grew, he had become strange.

He knew his flirty flesh was undulating. Undulating, coiling around the manly rod and swallowing it.

Arthur's breathing that touched upon his ear had also become rougher, and his movement fiercer.

Because of the thrusting that expressed the man's ardour, wet sounds spilled from the place that connected them. On top of Arthur's lap, Takahito's white naked body jumped like a mountain hare.

This coming sensation, he was already familiar with it.

His body floating, his head going bright white - that sensation.


Running up the stairs towards a climax, Takahito's flirty voice resounded in the cave.


Roughly at the same time as he came he tightly squeezed around Arthur's member that was inside of his body. With a difference of a few seconds, Arthur himself also released. Flooded with the striking-like licentious liquid, Takahito twitched inside of Arthur's arms.


His 'insides' were amply filled with the hot semen.

While he experienced a numbing sort of feeling of fullness at that sensation, Takahito leaned against Arthur completely exhausted.


Yummy, yummy smut…

Anyways, guys there’s only one part left in the first book *throws confetti* and that will be up in 5 DAYS…or so.

Once that’s up, we’re done with Affection:CK and I’ll be making an entry on NU on Affection:FP…hehe

In other news, DLLB is going to take more time, so no new chapters of that yet.

Anyways, I’ll see you in five days…if I counted the pages right. If not, then probably in six days…

Till then~

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