Wolf’s Bane

“This is… quite a pleasant surprise, Twinny. You don’t usually call me around this time,” the new boarder said while trying to minimize the number of breaths he could take in a minute.

“I just have a few minutes for this, Eron. I’m in the middle of a date night with your brother and I just went to the ladies’ room… wait, why do you sound like you’re in a really small space? Is everything alright?”

Eron was quick to bring the talk back to the original subject just so he could avoid her questions. “Whoa… date night, huh? Niiiiice… bet my brother brought you to some fancy shmanzee place, hehe. Knowing how much he loves you, I’m sure he would.”

“Yes, he did, and it’s an amazing surprise,” she said with a short giggle. “I’m really sorry if I can’t tell you too much right now but I will in the near future, I promise. But I really did need to speak to you because we started talking about your present situation and…

“Whoaaaa, slow down…” the good-looking renter replied, mostly telling himself since his hand was already on the growing lump between his legs. “You’re talking too fast, Twinny. I could have sworn you said you’re both were talking about little ol’ me…”

“Yes, WE started talking about YOU, but he’s the first one who asked me. He was curious… too curious, if I may say so myself, to know if we have had any contact ever since you left your old job.”

“Wow, and what did you tell him?” curiously retorted the aroused one, who suddenly felt his libido recede a bit due to what he just heard.

“Nothing YET, since I haven’t asked permission from you until now.”

Eron let out a long sigh of relief upon hearing his twin sister’s answer. Much as he still loved his big brother, his last memory of V taking his father’s side before he finally left the family wasn’t exactly reassuring.

“Twinny, I thank you for asking me first before you gave your reply to my brother Virgil. That is REALLY important for me…”

“So, you’ll say yes, Eron?”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Actually, I really don’t want my older brother to know about me and my situation right now, Twinny. I’m really sorry but I hope you don’t mind my decision.”

“Twin, of course I don’t mind. Look, I took your side and supported you all throughout this, ok? I’m not about to turn the tables on you now. Twins, right?”

The Charmer chuckled a bit awkwardly, not just because his Twinny’s tone was so reassuring but also due to his pulsing shaft which was now painfully pushing against his pants. No thanks to the smell of Diwana’s bath and her other “activities” that he was sensing now…

And damn, no way was he going to “release” himself when he was in the middle of a private phone call with his twin sister.

UGH, NO FUCKING WAY EVER!

“Thank you, Twinny, for respecting my choice. I just need a little more time to settle down. Maybe I can finally talk to Virgil then, even thru phone or mindlink. In the meantime, you remain my ultimate keeper of secrets.”

“My pleasure twin, when can I possibly call you again?”

“Whenever you can Twinny. But preferably when you are not with your mate, please?”

“Alright, I understand Twinny. Now I need to go and thank you for the time and your answer. However, before I go, tell me, are you really ok, Eron?”

He wanted to sincerely tell her the truth: No, I’m NOT really ok because my room is right beside the bedroom of the woman who might be my mate and she’s now taking a damn bath. It’s driving me really crazy and uncomfortable, so I’m DEFINITELY. NOT. OK!

Instead, Eron chose the safer route. He answers, complete with short pants and gasps, “Of course, I’m ok. Never felt better… Well, technically, I’m feeling very… very… good right now.”

“Are you sure? You seem a little… sore… even distraught… and distressed.”

“Me? Sore? Distraught? Distressed? Ahahaha… nahhhh… I’m not. Now you go on ahead before my brother thinks you’ve already got flushed down the john, Twinny. Love you, ok?”

He heard her very amused laugh at the other end of the line before she replied, “And I love you too, twin. And yes, I would think he’s already calling the maintenance staff to check out what has happened to me. See you…”

“Laters…”

And the phone went dead…

But Eron really wished his mobile wasn’t the only thing that went dead right then and there…

“Damn it, Bazooka!” he hissed furiously at his dick, which he calls that when he’s alone. “Can you just NOT get HARD for one damned night!”

Of course, he knew the answer to that.

Eron then jumped into his bed, and placed the blanket over himself in a last-ditch effort to keep his fiery passions under control…

Well, the mission failed, unfortunately. And it will continue to fail as long as the widow bathing beside his room does not finish her shower.

Nope, this is definitely not your day, Mister Eron Camden, sorry…

“DAMN, IT ALL!” he exclaimed and breathed into the fibers of his blanket while his hand went straight to his belt buckle… then his zipper…

Then he released… The Kraken…

“I’m sorry Diwana, I just can’t help myself…” Eron whispered to himself as his hand enclosed over his massive throbbing tackle in an effort to release his hard-to-control desires for the bathing woman in the other room. “I just can’t… stop myself…”

Eron closed his eyes and allowed his enhanced senses free rein. Just as Daredevil would envision scenes with his sense of smell, hearing and other sensory skills, the former assassin managed to get a mental image of what was happening in the other room.

And he was totally awestruck, amazed, and overwhelmed by what he was sensing there…

Yes, he would definitely need to ‘help’ and ‘relieve’ himself before he ‘explodes’ on his own.