Cecil's Training

What was that for?

I had forcefully pull Cecil by the leash all the way back home. He refused to change back until I told him to. He was covered in small cuts and bruises with the addition of a bad bite mark on his side.

We both refused to talk each other while I took care of his wounds on kitchen counter. I decided to break the silence after awhile because I wanted an answer.

"So, you gonna tell what that was at the park?" I said while putting the last bandage on him. He remained silent and avoided eye contact with me like a little kid would. "Well?"

"It was nothing." He said in a low tone.

"Last time I checked you don't attack people for no god damn reason." I raised my voice some, but not to the point to were I was yelling at him. Just wanted to be more serious.

"It was nothing. That guy was just looking at me funny. That's it." Cecil tried to hope off the counter and escape, but I caught him before he couldn't land on the ground. I held onto him, even though wasn't really trying to leave my grasp.

"Cecil, That guy was preoccupied with his boyfriend, not even closely cornered about you. What's wrong?" He looked around the room, like he was nervous or looking for something.

"I was jealous..." He practically whispered to me with his head down.

"Jealous?" I questioned. "Why would you be jealous?" He got quite again. "Cecil..."

He suddenly place his lips on top of mine and, for a brief second, he kissed me. He got away because I was so distracted by what just happened. (I honestly didn't know how to react.) "Why did you kiss me?" I asked myself, placing my fingertips over my lips.

Cecil locked himself in his room. I decided to leave him alone because I also needed time to think to myself. There was no way Cecil could possibly be attracted to me, right? I mean, why would he be? I'm obviously not his type. So, then why would he do that? (He's honestly probably just as confused about all as much as I am.)

I called Candice because maybe she had an idea of what was going on.

"Yo, what happened?" Candice asked.

"Well, I don't know but Cecil kissed me and I'm not sure why?"

"Damn it, Nicole. I told you so." She shouted into my ear.

"What do you mean?"

"You didn't sleep with Cecil. Now, you got the boy sexually confused."

"I did what?"

"Look, he's confused because you decided to not have sex with him. Now, he's doesn't know if he actually likes you or if he's just horny." She explained it a lot better this time.

"Okay...That makes more sense, but I still can't have sex with him."

"Why not?"

"Because his owner will end my life if I do that."

"Don't let her find out then." (Easier said than done.)

"Trust me she's gonna find out. She has her ways."

"Well, you gotta do something." She told me. "You can't leave him like that. It's bad for his health." I sighed deeply from the fact that I literally had no choice. "Alright, I'll try to figure out something. Bye."

"Bye."

I got up and went back to Cecil's bedroom door. I knocked on it and asked,

"Hey, can we like talk?" I heard the door unlock from the other side and stepped in. Cecil was wrapped in blanket as if he was trying to hide from me.

"I'm sorry for doing what I did earlier. I wasn't thinking straight." He sounded sincere about this.

"It's okay. I should have been paying more attention to you."
I tried to make him feel better by scratching behind the ears but he wouldn't let me. He turned his head away. "How about this, the next time you get one of your urges, I'll take take of it personally."

Cecil turned around finally giving me some eye contact.

"You like mean like have sex with you?"

"Mm. Hmm." I nodded.

"But I don't think mommy's gonna like that."

"That's why I'm going to ask her." I sounded unwilling, but it needed to be done.

"Good luck with that." Cecil said semi-chuckling at what I just said. "She's probably going to get mad at you and say no." He pointed out.

"I know, but we got to do something. I don't want to take you back home while you're still conflicted."

"Okay, but if you suddenly turn up missing, I'm not looking for you." I couldn't tell if Cecil was joking or being serious. (Maybe it was both.)

I called Death after eating dinner. (I figured I have a last meal before I die.) The phone rang for awhile before there was no answer. I figured that she might've been busy at work or something. So, I left a message.

"Hey, it's Nicole. Just calling to ask a question about Cecil. Call me back as soon as you can."

As soon as I put my phone down, Cecil walked over to me in his wolf form and licked my face. "What are you..." He then stuck his face under my shirt. "Hey, you don't..." He licked my chest. (Ew, I got dog drool on my boobs.) At this point, I know exactly what he's trying to tell me.

I pushed him out from under my shirt. "Cecil, no. We didn't get Death's permission." He let out a light growl before turning back.

"We can tell her later. I'm horny and you said you were gonna take care it."

"I know what I said, but we're not doing anything until we hear from Death."

"Please?"

"No." His ears flopped down as he sighed and walked away.

Ten minutes later...I'm folding laundry when I hear a bunch odd noises coming from the other room. It was a mixture of groans, moans, whimpers and whines. I got up to see what all this commotion was about.

The little runt was making the noise while grabbing his crotch continuously and squirming like he had a bad itch. It was like he was almost in pain. He must've still had an urge. (Was it really that bad?) He looked at me with begging and desperate eyes.
"Won't this go away or something?" Cecil shook his head, unable to actually speak.

I couldn't stand to watch this anymore. I knew I was going to suffer some serious consequences but I felt bad for him. (For once.) "Alright, c'mon." I picked the runt up carried him to my room.

"Wait, where are we going?" He asked without an attempt to leave my grasp.

"My room."

"Why?"

"To take care of your current problem."

(Sorry, this chapter was a little rushed. I had a bit of a hard time writing this.)