Little Black and Blue

A/N: This includes a near rape scene, non-consensual drug use, and consensual male/male sex. petspets are in anthro in this story. I think that’s it as far as warnings and stuff.
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Little Black and Blue

The heat of other dancers was all around buried in the flash of lights and shaking beat of the music. Sweat dripped down the oddly black-splotched hair of Holdren, a blue zafara dressed up in ripped jeans and a nearly shredded tie-dye shirt. He spun frantically to the music, the crowd of other pets almost swallowed him whole, but he never left the sight of one pet that was snaking through the mess of dancers.
Darker than most othets ets the shadow lupe carefully fell into the rhythm and took up Holdren’s attention. He smirked at the slightly dazed pet that quickly responded to his movements and started a rather erotic set of movements against his body.
Holdren barely looked at his dance partner’s face. When he did try some small tangy pill was pushed past his lips. He tried to spit it out, recognizing the drug for what it was but that dark hand clamped his mouth shut and made him swallow it.
Immediately the zafara faltered in his steps as he tried to pull away. The world glowed and swayed around him, he barely registered that he was being lead/dragged out of the dance club. Cold brick assaulted his senses as the lupe threw him against an alley wall. It was too dark for him to see where he was and the drug had made everything blurry and hard to understand.
“Stupid little slut.” The lupe growled in his ear groping him roughly as he blindly felt for the fly of the young pet’s jeans. “I’m going to show you what you’re worth.”
A slurred groan escaped Holdren as the lupe grasped him between his legs and slid his jeans down off his hips. He had to ee, te, this wasn’t right. Where had the music gone? “Heh un..” He made a high keening sound when his body was roughly bent and pulled back, something hot and hard was pressed against his entrance.
That time he did scream. His tail whipped wildly up hitting his attacker in a most sensitive location, making the offending wolf-pet yelp and back up a pace. But a growl quickly clued the drugged zafara into the fact that this wasn’t over.
He was shoved back against the wall and that thing rubbed against him. “Just because of that, I’m going to make it hurt.”
Holdren screamed trying to fight again with his tail but the lupe only spun him around and backhanded him harshly.
“Hey! What the hell are you doing?” Who was that?
He felt the sickening heat of the lupe leave him and he slumped over on the hard ground.
“None of your business, now get the fuck out of here.”
“Help..” Holdren tried to reach out to that new voice. “Help me..”
Flashes of dark shapes fled past him, had the lupe run?
“Get him god damn it!” Someone stopped and bent over him. He curled up whimpering and trying to push seeking hands away. “It’s okay, he’s gone.”
Holdren moaned and doubled over, his stomach cramped painfully. “Hurts.” He managed the word through the new pain.
Two figures returned. “We didn’t get him, he dodged us down the street. He’s a shadow pet, gods only know where he hid.”
“Psy, go get the car, we have to get this guy to the hospital.”
Warm hands pulled his jeans back over his hips and he struggled to get away. “Don’t.” Holdren said still terrified. That, that lupe, he was going to rape him, oh gods please make him stop.
“It’s okay little guy, you’re safe now, he’s gone.”
Holdren opened one eye, he could barely see long ears and almond shaped eyes before the cramps split through him again stealing his senses and throwing him into darkness.

“Well doc?”
The green gelert looked up at the red eyrie in front of him. “He’ll live, he’s quite y yoy you three brought him in when you did. He was having an allergic reaction the pill he took.” The gelert sighed and consulted his clipboard.
“He’s a druggie?” Psynor asked cocking his head.
“No actually.” The doctor said looking back up. “It’s a date rape drug that’s hit the streets recently. It looks like a Rapture pill, which your friend didn’t have in his system, kind of odd considering he looks like a raver. But from your story it sounds about right, the kid was dancing, thought his partner was giving him Rapture and got the rape drug instead.” He shook his head. “He’ll be okay physically, we’re flushing his system of the drug right now, but if what you told me is true heoingoing to be in for a rough time. But with friends like you three I’m sure he’ll be okay eventually.”
“Yeah.” Psy said looking off to the side. “Thanks doc.” He turned and headed back to tho peo pets still in the waiting room.
“Well?” Barosic asked when their eyes met.
“They say he’ll live but he might be in for a rocky time.” The red eyrie sat down on the other side of the blue gelert and put his arm around the smaller pet’s shoulders.
“Poor kid, you saw the code they put for his insurance, he’s at the pound.” Big almond shaped eyes drifted towards the entrance to the Emergency ward.
Both the gelert and the eyrie exchanged looks. The green cybunny next to them had done a stint of time in the pound himself a while back.
“They said he won’t regain consciousness for a while.” Psynor said leaning back. “We can head back to the house, get cleaned up and come back later and see him if you want.”
Darkerer, Darker to anyone who cared to know his name, shook himself out of his thoughts. “Nah, you guys take off. I’ll, I’ll take a cab home.”
“Sure, whatever you want man.” Psy got up pulling Baros with him. “C’mon baby, let’s get home.”
The blue gelert waved to the cybunny as he was led away. “Bye.”
Darker sat back and sighed. He asked himself why the hell he was sticking around for a zafara he didn’t know. Then again he’d just helped keep the kid from being raped, well he hoped that lupe hadn’t gotten that far.
An acara nurse padded past her, not paying him any attention.
He watched her go then got up and slipped in the door she disappeared through. It was pretty late at night, the hospital was fairly quiet at the moment. He paced his way up the hall countihe rhe room numbers. He vaguely recalled the room they’d put the zafara in once he was out of danger.
He paused at a room, 237, and glanced back behind him. Finding the way clear he carefully opened the door to the dimly lit room. Inside was semi-private but only one pet was in one of the two beds.
He looked pretty banged up, a bandage was over his left eye where he’d crashed into the wall. A heart-rate monitor beeped steadily away proving the blue pet was alive, it was hooked up just in case the drug’s lingering effects sent him over the edge.
Darker looked away then looked back and made his way closer. Why was he supposed to care any more? He’d helped the kid, got him safe, and got him help. He should be able to go home and feel better about himself.
But he couldn’t.
“Hnn..” Holdren’s nose twitched and he shifted a little in the bed. The monitor skipped a bit revealing a faster heartbeat before his eyes peeked open. “Wha.. where?” His voice was breathy and his eyes still glazed.
A tall blurry shape that appeared to hlonglong tapered ears gently laid a hand on his forehead. “It’s okay, you’re safe, go back to sleep.”
Holdren settled back, he hadn’t really understood what was said but the tone was comforting enough. His eyes slipped closed again and he drifted off back to sleep.
Darker didn’t leave until a nurse came by and forced him out in a strangely quiet manner.

“Oh gods yes!”
Darker shut the door behind him, his wallet several neopoints lighter from the cab ride home. He smirked slightly when he heard the impassioned cries from upstairs. Psynor and Barosic had been lovers for quite some time and Darker was used to the sounds of their nearly constant coupling. This was probably their second or third go at it since they got home.
It only got louder as he went up the stairs. He noted with some amusement that the door to their room was open. They often tried to get him into their bed, they said his already two-year long hiatus from sex was too much and that if he continued he was going to lose his touch. Sometimes he thought of taking them up on the offer, once or twice he’d made out with Barosic while Psynor watched but it never went any farther than some heavy petting.
He casually strolled past the open door, glancing inside out of sheer curiosity. He felt a twitch of need at the sight.
Barosic was on his knees on the bed, bent all the way down with his chest on the comforter, legs spread out behind him. Psynor was right behind him, hands on the gelert’s hips pushing and pulling the other male into a fast and steady pace. The eyrie’s wings began to spread slowly as they approached climax and their tails wound together tighter and tighter.
A blue eye opened and Barosic blearily glanced out the door seeing Darker looking at them. He almost voiced that they were being watched but instead screamed in absolute bliss as Psynor reached around to begin stroking him in time with his thrusts.
Darker continued past, those two might be exhibitionists but he wasn’t in the mood to cater to their fetish at the moment. He went into his room and kicked off his clothes getting ready for bed.
He climbed into his bed not bothering with his nightclothes tonight. It was too hot, hell he was too hot right then to bear them. With the lights off and the sudden triumphant cries of orgasm in the other room he found his hand wandering down his stomach. A slightly guilty feeling lingered on the edge of his mind as he gently rubbed himself, imagining thin whimpers of suresure and blue fur with black spots writhing under his touch before he managed to fall into a difficult sleep.