the same words i wanted to hear by everyone. ||SLOW UPDATES MAYBE||

[CHAPTER THREE]

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mom.. where's dad?

you mean sally..?

sally? is sally dad's name..?

...dad doesn't exist, forget about her.
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Wilbur walked out the president's building with a smug face on him as his son walked nearby him. what're you so smug about mom? Fundy asked. Little does old little president know we're getting another building, and you know what that means? The fox shook his head no, It mean's we're getting 16 diamonds a day. Will spat the words out. Fundy knew this wasn't rude of him, it was a consequence for his limited sanity left a day. The british barely got any sleep because of his anxiety and insane bursts just so he could keep himself contained in the outer side.
but aren't we going to need to tell the dicta- i-i mean President..? the young fox asked, a bit worried. will stopped on his tracks as he looked slightly down at his son then gave him a soft gaze with a light smile. Don't worry Fundy, i'm giving you that job. I know you'll do great, just don't worry about anything and keep doing what you're great at. and with that, will left as the other stood there silently then smiled.

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!suggestive behaviour and mild nsfw ahead, as well as slight gore-ish!

BANG!
Wilbur was thrown into a dark alley, his body pressed against the wall in the slight darkness. When he opened his eyes, he saw the same gaze as the mysterious' man's . His cheeks reddened. He could feel the other guy's body slightly pressed against his own, his knees trembled lightly. His grasp was held onto the others arms that held his torso and pushed him against the wall as the other covered his mouth and chin. Mphu!? will cried out, he was shocked and surprised. What was going to happen to him? was he gonna get raped? killed? kidnapped? sold off?! His anxiety picked the top of the bar and far out into the sky, he couldn't help but accumulate small tears in his eyes, they shone.

Hey big guy, i heard your conversation with that fox dude. It'd be a shame if THE EMPEROR found out, wouldn't it..? The horned man chuckled, his voice as husky as the president's.

Wilbur could only muffle out alot of m's and f's, but it stopped as his breath hitched. The hand that pushed his torso now clawed his waist, to the point that if it gave one slight push it might've made a scar and blood would've poured out. The British whimpered at the gesture, his heart racing. He was scared but was loving it. It was weird, he didn't know what to do. The hand that covered his mouth was removed but suddenly replaced with rash lips smashing his own soft ones, feeling the tounge of the man explore his cavern. He was droven away by the pleasure but resisted as he bit the exploring tounge roughly, enough for the guy yell as he backed away from wil.

Wilbur fell on his knees as he was pushed away.

AGHh, IT FUCKIN' HURTS! the horned one whisper yelled, many Liters of blood pouring out his mouth. Wilbur could only do but stare as he was terrified, he tried to contain himself calm but it only made him shake quite a lot. They both fixed their gaze on each other until the slightly taller horned man quickly held the British by the rim of his shirt, slightly ripping the shirt. The lanky one only could whimpered as he tried to put his feet on some sort of terrain, He couldn't stand not feeling the ground on under his feet.

You fucking mother fucker.. i'm gonna make sure today's going to be pure hell for these minutes we're here.. got that?! He whispered into wil's slightly pointy ears. Wilbur's breath fastened as he tried to find the ground once again as he trembled and trembled. The mysterious one took one leg of wilbur and put it around his own waist. The psychologist was confused, but took it as a sign to wrap his legs around the horned one.

Wilbur muffled his scream with his own hand as he felt a huge bite on his collar bone. It hurt him. a lot. He felt a hand grab his slightly plump ass, muffling more. He had one arm grasp the slightly taller's coat.

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Taking a look into the man's aspect, He was quite buff and tall. around 6'5, somewhat hairy and had goat aspects. Instead of human ears they were replaced by goat ears. The horns were really curled up and pointy, it looked like it could rip off an aligator's skin if a goats horns weren't hollow. It only shown The man's strong-ness, and it was a fact.
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Wil moaned as he felt their bodies clash against each other. his face went pure red and he hid his face into the guy's shoulder. He could feel the stare of the larger one and was suddenly put on the floor, the body he was being coashed around a second ago was now gone. What the fuck had just happened?! He was so confused..