William’s eyes shot around his surroundings frantically; he didn’t know what he was looking for. Keva gripped his chin in her claws and forced his head up so his eyes met with hers. “I’m right here, Setford. You don’t need to look anywhere else. Tell me you want me.” Her muzzle was uncomfortably close to his face.
He had thought he could have avoided this, but she was the one who pressed the issue. Without a word he shifted and ripped her claw away from his face. “No, Keva. I don’t want you, at all. I want you to leave me alone.”
A claw pounded into his abdomen and pain exploded there. Then a fist crashed into his muzzle and he was thrown to the side. He felt a forearm across his neck as he was pressed up against the wall. The pressure was increasing steadily, forcing his windpipe closed.
William wrapped his legs around the female and tried to push her body away from him. This earned him a smile, “Well Setford, if you wanted me that badly all you had to do was ask.” The pressure increased.
He jerked his legs away from her as the thought of doing anything even remotely sexual with her, even defending himself, was more distasteful than fighting back. A very familiar laugh rang out quietly in the back of his mind. The female in front of him was making no sign of letting up anytime soon and little black dots were starting to swim in front of his vision.
He was back in his elementary school yard. He and his long time friend Shawn were talking about professional wrestling of all things. Shawn was mad about something that happened over the weekend something about a head lock that caused Hacksaw somebody or other to tap out.
“Why wouldn’t a head lock cause somebody to tap out?” William asked.
“Because it’s bull! If I choked you right now, would you tap out?” Shawn retorted.
He was completely lost. “Shawn I have no idea what you’re talking abo…”
Without warning Shawn had grabbed William’s throat and squeezed. William grabbed and scratched at his friend’s arm trying to get him to let go. Shawn only pressed harder. Soon, black flecks started to swim in his vision and he felt dizzy. In an act of desperation, he reached out and pressed his hand against his friend’s throat.
They both stood there for a minute, each with his hand on the other’s neck. Then they both let go and coughed a bit. Shawn smiled, “Let’s do that again!”
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William smiled back, “Ok, but you can only use one hand.”
His friend nodded and they grabbed each other’s throat again. This would become one of their daily rituals. William’s neck got really tough and he was able to withstand a lot of punishment. He also gained a lot of knowledge on the various pressure points and just how the Adam’s apple could be exploited.
Of course that fleeting memory of younger more innocent days didn’t help him at all in this situation; Keva didn’t have an Adam’s apple. But he reached out and squeezed her throat just like he had done countless times with Shawn. He pressed up under her blocking forearm and chin. He used the wall behind him as leverage and pushed forward with his hand and arm.
Keva’s eyes blinked hard and she was forced to back away from the wall. This allowed William to grab her arm and spin her around, as the wall supported his weight and gave him some leverage. William broke the hold and shoved the female away from him.
Keva massaged her throat and looked at him. “You bastard!”
William was busy getting his own breath back as he watched her closely, looking for another attack. “Why are you doing this Keva?” He didn’t want to fight her. He knew that the City needed everyone working together; they had enemies enough without making enemies out of each other. That thought brought Nicholas to mind. He shook the thought away; he would deal with that later.
The female looked at him with a curved sneer. “I don’t know about you, Setford. But I’m a woman and I have needs. You have no idea what it’s like living here with no hope of escape. I see you, a great guy and I thought we might fuck so I could be happy for a little while. Sex is just sex. I don’t see the big deal. I am a sexual creature. I need to fuck every once in a while, why is that so bad?!”
William wished that he had an answer for her but he didn’t. If he had ever found her attractive those thoughts were completely gone now. She was the worst kind of selfish, self-absorbed person he had ever met. Exactly the kind of person that drove him away and into his forest in the first place.
He shook his head. “I don’t think you fully appreciate or care about what sex is.” This got a snort from the woman. “All I can say is, things work differently here, and I have no interest in you at all.” He shifted back to human form. “I think you need to take some time and really think about who you are, why you’re here, and…”
“Why I’m HERE?!!” she spat. “I’m here because I was brought here, pretty much against my will and I’m a prisoner here till god knows when.” She stepped toward him and he took a step back. “I just thought you and I could have some fun. But I guess not! Maybe you can go hang out with your gay friend Charles and butt fuck each other till you’re both happy because that’s all you deserve!” With that Keva turned and stalked away.
William watched her go. He had no idea what she was going to do or how she was going to cope with this. Had he really ever found her attractive? She was so ugly on the inside, how did he not see it? Maybe it was true, that all men really do think with their little brain when the time comes. If Aceso hadn’t stopped them he would be joined with her for the rest of his life. He wondered how much anyone could really know about another person? He still had a lot to learn.