Uncle Johnny

Spider stood stalk straight, small shivers of electricity traveling up his spine as the male brushed against him “It will help the inflammation.” He said, the words spilling from his mouth only half aware that he had spoken. “It works best as a tea… with horsetail and…” He swallowed hard, urging himself not to look into the other male’s piercing eyes. But they were so close to each other.

Spider hadn’t been intimate with another male in almost a year, not since he had been taken by Shiloh, and before him it had been even longer. Shiloh had been his first lover, the person who could stand to touch him even if it was with his fangs and claws. It was pitiful in a way that he wasn’t aware of his own sexuality until he was almost 5 years old, Cricket had been two when she found Church and Toad had left their family long before he and his sister had, and more than likely found a mate. He had been alone for most of his life. He had hoped to end his loneliness in Abaven, but now he was just as alone as ever.

He turned his head to look at the male, his fur standing on end as he felt the wolf’s hot breath on his fur and slowly moved his head closer to the other male. This was wrong, he was going to be hurt again, but in that moment he simply didn’t care and was far too desperate to push the other male away any further than he already had.

Spider  Toad