Zene Oneshots

Walk In The Woods (Lemon) (Trigger Warning)

Requested.

The woods were a dark place.

Zane frowned as his phone couldn't get a signal, seeing as he was in the woods. He only wanted to go home. Was that too much to ask for? He had gone in the woods to hide from his brothers, since they had forced him into a game of Hide & Seek with them. He had only been hiding behind a tree, but he had found something nice, and kept following a type of trail. Now he was lost.

He remembered his mother's warnings. She would always tell them to never go into the woods whenever they went outside, but for good reasons. The woods were dark and full of wolves and other dangers. Zane also knew that from the books he read when he was younger. He just hoped his red hoodie wouldn't give him too much of a problem.

He turned off his phone and put it back inside his back pocket in his jeans, zippering out so that it wouldn't fall out. Yes, Zane's jean pockets had zippers. He started walking, his hands in his hoodie pockets, when he stepped on a twig. It... was more like a stick, or an incredibly thin branch. It broke as soon as his foot applied weight to it, sending a snapping sound echoing through the woods.

He froze instantly, becoming very aware of his surroundings. He didn't want to be found by a provoked bear or a hungry pack of wolves. He didn't know what to do in the woods. It was at times like these when he would find himself wishing his older brother were there. Finally, after a moment that felt like forever, Zane relaxed and started walking again.

Only this time, there was a growl.

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Gene growled as the human started to walk away.

He had been following him ever since he found him, because he had taken quite the interest in him. All the other wolves in the woods had a human slave, so why couldn't he? He couldn't find one anywhere. The parents and relatives were getting very serious about their safety. It was starting to get annoying.

But this one... he hadn't listened. He had fallen for the trap Gene had set, and now here he was, lost and afraid. Gene had to act fast. He couldn't afford one of the others taking his human.

With a small amount of will, he turned into his wolf form and charged at the human.

He tackled him to the leaf covered ground, pinning down his arms and legs. The human yelled out and tried to get up, but Gene pushed him back down. He leaned in close, sniffing the raven black hair. If he was going to make this human his, he needed to be familiar with his scent.

"Alright, human," Gene growled once he turned back to his Werewolf form. "Name. Now."

"Z-Zane..." The human whimpered, answering hesitantly.

Gene grabbed a hold of the bright red hood, before ripping off the shirt with ferocity. Zane cried out again, and Gene licked the shell of his ear. He pulled away, using his index finger to trail down from Zane's forehead to the hem of his mask, pulling it down so the rest of his face was visible. Gene couldn't help but smirk as he saw Zane's freckles and struggles.

"Hm... not here..." Gene said to himself, scooping Zane up in his arms and running off.

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At this point, they were both naked and in a position.

Zane was on Gene's lap, the Werewolf's member in between his legs. Gene held a tight grip on the younger, keeping the pale backside in front of him.

"You're so pretty, Doll.." Gene whispered, touching one of Zane's nipples with his hand.

"N... nnh..." Zane whimpered, squeezing his eye shut.

"Are you sensitive around here?" He asked him, his hot breath against Zane's ear. "Don't be afraid of me.."

"S.. Stop touching me around there..!" He squeaked, squirming. "I wanna go home...!"

"Oh, sweetheart... you are home." He sighed, before grabbing Zane's legs.

"W-What are you doing!?" Zane cried, his legs going up and against his chest. "N-No! Stop!!"

Gene didn't listen, lifting Zane up and having his entrance above his member. He eased the pale human down onto his member, covering his mouth with his hand. Zane screamed out in pain, tears falling from his eye. Of course, the screams were muffled by Gene's hand, and they didn't even echo through the cave they were in.

"Shh... it's okay, Doll... the pain will go away.." Gene whispered calmly, kissing the wet and freckled cheek. "I'm gonna start moving.."

Zane sobbed as Gene lifted him up again, and bringing him back down on his member. He kept doing this, moaning as he bit and licked Zane's neck. He broke the blood vessels in one spot, leaving a hickey behind.

"You're so soft." Gene commented, pulling out and pushing Zane down onto his stomach. "Just relax."

Gene grabbed onto Zane's shoulders, and started thrusting again. He pulled Zane back into his thrusts, beating his prostate mercilessly. He reached down and grabbed Zane's member, pumping him in time with his thrusts. As they neared their climaxes, Gene started growling lowly. His thrusts got slower and sloppier, and so did his pumping of Zane's member.

"F... Fuck it..." Gene growled lowly, releasing inside of Zane.

Zane cringed and shuddered at the feeling of the warm liquid inside of him, whimpering as tears went down his face. He was blushing a furious red, but not one of liking or heated sensations. No, this was a blush of humiliation. He had been taken and raped by a Werewolf, and was going to become a slave. He never wanted that.

He tensed up when he felt Gene pull out of him, and insert something else. Whatever it was moved inside of him, rubbing along his walls and even scratching them a bit. When he pulled whatever it was out, he lifted up Zane's head and held his fingers in front of his face, covered in a white sticky fluid.

"Lick, and swallow the whiteness." Gene ordered, giving him a cruel, toothy smirk.

Zane gulped, shakily and hesitantly opening his mouth. Gene pushed his fingers in, pressing them up against Zane's tongue. Zane nearly gagged at the taste, and the feeling of having Gene's fingers in his mouth. Still, he licked the whiteness off of them and forced himself to swallow it.

"Such a good boy." Gene purred, pecking Zane's forehead. "A perfect slave for me."

"Rapist." Zane spat, pulling away from Gene's fingers.

"Ah, yes, in your society I would be called a rapist. But we aren't in your society now, are we?" He chuckled, before pressure pointing Zane.

As Zane began to lose consciousness, he saw Gene hold up a red cape with a hood, and a pair of black tight shorts.

"Welcome to your new home, pet."

Next request I'm doing is one for a Bendy & The (K)Ink Machine. I really liked the idea and wanted to write it.

But seriously, you want feels for two fictional characters, listen to Dear Brother for FNAF 4, and play the game. You'll get feels. I did. I even shed a few tears just thinking about the overall story between the two brothers.