Collar the Wild

Chapter 5 - Aftercare

Hess hobbles through the kitchen door 10 minutes later as Ember finishes up with the last of the dishes. He slumps down on the nearest chair and pants, his cock semi-hard, but turgid, as though he'd been erect the whole time he was gone. Ember wipes his hands down and steps over.

"You alright?" He says; at which Hess, while panting, nods and gives a thumbs up. "You know, I read in a book once that when you're scuba diving, that means you're running out of air."

Hess smiles and leans back in his seat to get a proper look at the black wolf and, more importantly, his kitchen. He scans the room and the piles of clean and dry dishes to the side of the sink and visibly relaxes.

"You don't like other people being in your kitchen without you, do you?" Ember guesses, leaning back on the island table.

"Fuck no. You should have seen the state of the poor thing when I joined. Cal's pretty clean, but he's not clinical clean." Hess says, able to form full sentences again.

"Did ... you have a good time?" Ember asks, burning to know what kinds of things Voigt likes to do, because by the looks of things, and the way he acted after breakfast, he can be pretty rough.

"Oh yeah dude, no one fucks like Voigt. I see stars." Hess massages his thighs and stretches his legs somewhat. "I'm just gonna need a sec to recover."

"You should have gone to bed for a bit"

"No offence mate, but the idea of leaving my kitchen in the hands of Cal, and a newbie for any longer than necessary, makes my teeth itch."

Ember huffs and folds his arms.

"Don't get me wrong, you guys did a good job. I know you well enough to suck your dick, but not enough to leave you alone in my home."

Ember exhales slowly and nods. "Yeah, alright."

"Boy, I'm gonna explode later. I hope I don't break the fuckin' thing, the master'd be right pissed." Hess laughs, expecting the black wolf to join in but he doesn't. The laughter stops and he thinks a moment realising that he'd exposed an unknown fact.

"What do you mean?" Ember says, curiously. "What would you break-"

"Never mind." Hess quickly interrupts, pulling his hands up his hands defensively and shifting his eyes. "It was just a dumb joke mate. Hey, help me up would ya? Let's see if I can stand" Says the chubby wolf, veering the subject and holding out his arm. Ember levers him up to his feet and, shaky as they are, he stays standing.

"What did you mean by that?" The black wolf persists, letting go of the arm when he's sure he's stable.

"Look, I'm sorry mate, I can't talk about it. The master will explain it all to you later, ok?"

"I hate all this secrecy." Ember mutters, turning and pacing around the table. "Why leave me in the dark? What's the benefit?"

"Hey don't get all riled up at me!" Hess growls, supporting himself on the table.

"But you're part of the problem." Comes the heated reply as Ember starts to let his frustration get the better of him again. "No one's telling me anything! Why won't you just tell me what's actually going on?"

"That's because we're not allowed to tell!" Hess raises his voice and slams his hand down. "Listen, you wanna fuckin' get upset, then do it outside and not in my fuckin' kitchen. I gotta get all these plates and shit away and start lunch prep. Hearin' you whine about not knowin' everythin' that goes on 'ere in the first few hours o' yer first day is pissing me ri'-off."

Ember stiffens as Hess's language starts to get more broken. He opens his mouth, unsure of what even to say before he's cut off again.

"I don't wanna 'ear it! Get out of me kitchen! Go on, off with yer! Before I throw y'out!" Hess stares menacingly, mentally steering the bigger wolf toward the door.