ENEMY.TXT (M/M, Seduction)
Enemies, Lovers
By SwampRat

(cl) 1998 The Other Side of Reality

Premise: Talking to someone about story ideas I mentioned this - "Heck - How
about 2 bitter enemies who crash-land on a planet and despite their hatred,
find themselves wanting each other.. Perhaps they take each other prisoner and
'rape' one another.. only to escape and do it to his enemy.. Oh crap.. Another
story idea." And so it was and Is. 

Note - While I use wolf and rabbit to describe the 2 beings as the closest
match to what they look like, they are neither. Chamm is actually a bit taller
than Ferri, but of slimmer build.

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Ferri growled. His cock hurt, and no amount of stroking it, squeezing it or
sticking it in knotholes did any good. The Mating Time had come and he had to
find flesh to sink his pole into.. and the only flesh on this Merdym Forsaken
planet that would be big enough was the little shit that shot him down. 'Damn
Ranit.. Don't they know they are supposed to stand still when a Warrior is
killing them?' And it wasn't bad enough to shot down on a planet with little
animal life on it, but a half-phase before his Mating Time.. He rummaged through
his ruined craft, searching yet again for something usable.. The food was
already stored in a safe place. Condensed, and bland but filling, it would keep
him alive until he got his beacon set-up.

He growled as he found nothing more than before. "Bastards are probably having
an orgy back in the showers, toasting my name with Spu and fuckinnnnnnh!" He
gripped his balls carefully as they swelled again, looking in the direction he
had seen his enemy go down. Bastard may have gotten His warship, but his was
the last shot off. "I'm gonna fuck ya, then kill ya then fuck ya then eat ya
then fuck your pelt!" He closed his eyes shivering, despite the warmth of the
day. 'But what if she is a female?' part of him whispered. His dick throbbed.
"Oh Well then.." he chuckled to himself, "Females aren't eaten, Oh No. Not
until they are no longer good for anything at least." He gripped himself a
little tighter, Cursing his wingman who got hit first, Cursing his own
metabolism, Cursing fate, he loped off as best he could.

                             * * * *

The being who the canine was growling about was pulling himself out of the
wreckage of his craft. His radio was gone, engine a piece of crap due to a
lucky shot. It popped and hissed enough to make him to scramble out of the cockpit.
He looked around, checking his guidebook - Some edible plants, and if you liked
insects - animals.. "Well, I won't starve." He Shook his hair and got what
survival gear he could and wished this wasn't a small single-person craft. Then
again.. Usually one was either killed or got home - Few options were left when
the Vier hunted you. The engine made more nasty noises, making the rabbit jump,
and sweat a little. He salvaged what he could and quickly left the area, before
it went.

Ferri panted, carrying a small pack, wanting only to find the being before his
balls exploded. 'If the fur was male.. Well - I can eat the plants, and my
rations.. I can spend my time raping him. Yeah.' He panted at the thought,
twinging at the pain, glad to finally see the craft, and made his way to it...
Finding nothing! He growled and hit the metal, then walked over to a tree - Or
at least what could be called a tree, stretched and squatted. Which probably
saved his life as the engine exploded.. Taking most of the small craft with it.
The ground shook tossing the canine off his feet, bouncing him a few times. He
shook himself and staggered up, to fall a few steps past. He knelt a minute,
feeling something sticky trickle down the side of his head. The wolf snarled
gripping his head, the world swaying. One last snarl of defiance and he fell
forward, his paws digging into the dirt, arms outflung, but if to stop the fall
or grapple with death is uncertain. One more panted grunt, and he passed out.

Chamm returned to the wreckage, thinking he had heard something like a yell.
What he found was almost comical.. A Veir, laying in the dirt - Singed butt
pointed up and head down. No movement.. He got closer, and patted the furry
rear, ready with a stick in case the big male moved - It may not be much but
Anything was better than an empty paw. After some long caresses he decided to
look the male over closer.... Nothing Seemed broken. There was a gash on the
side of his head that looked bad but the male breathed. Enemy or not he Was a
sentient being, so the rabbit pawed through the small pack nearby until he
found a tin that said it was a healing agent, and opened it. By it's smell, it
must be pretty good stuff. Using a stick, he smeared it over the wolfish rear
which seemed to take the brunt of the explosion, on the gashes - taking his
time with the nasty one on the male's head, pulling slivers of metal from the
smelly hide. "Don't you bathe?" Chamm complained, wrinkling his nose, then
carefully turned the male on his side, checking for cuts - and forgot
everything as a big cock slapped his leg, demanding attention.

He wrapped his fingers around it and slowly stroked it, thinking it was too bad
they could not have met in a bar. One look at That and he would have waltzed
home with the male without a second thought. The fat balls were a little brused
but from the feel intact... and Very full! "You poor being.." He sighed and
knelt to stroke the meaty dick, working it in his paws, letting the big balls
bounce gently on a wide foot.

Ferri awoke to pain.. But most of it seemed to be between his legs. He opened
his eyes a crack... And saw a Ranit stroking him. 'I am in hell then.' Hell was
where Veir's were chained and made to serve their enemies. Gods, but those
fingers felt good! He gritted his teeth, trying to hold on, and losing it as
the first orgasm, Not brought on by his own paw since leaving the base, surged
through him.. His paw reached around to squeeze the cute butt as he splattered
the being's front with semen. The feelings were too much and he again went
under, moaning his lust.

Chamm watched with wonder as the firehose blew creamy semen all over his front,
then a paw grabbed his butt and he closed his eyes, panting a little himself.
The gusher lasted longer than the wolf, who went limp again. "You must have
Really needed that.." He continued stroking the cock, amazed when it stayed
full, even when it had finished spurting, and just held it. "If you were not
such a bastard I could Really like you." Shrugging he walked to the stream and
washed, then got some water and ate a few plants that looked ok. Night came on,
a little chilly so the Ranit snuggled up to the Veir, holding the big cock that
Still throbbed in his grasp.

He awoke when big arms wrapped themselves around him, and he was again hosed
down with cum. 'Amazing!' The male felt paws grip him, hump against him a few
times and as he reached down to fondle the still large balls, came again, then
sagged. "You poor thing.." He kissed the slack lips, holding the male a moment.
Chamm had heard rumors about certain times when the Veir were in rut, and would
screw a hole in a panel - He had always put it down to wishful thinking. But to
actually have one in his paws... He wriggled down and sucked on the big
male-meat, feeling it flex. Rubbed some of the semen into the furless scrotum,
bobbing his muzzle, taking the cock in deeply.. He felt the nuts move and then
warm sticky liquid was streaming down his throat. He kept sucking and got a
second helping.. Then a third, and Still the balls felt full in his paws. Even
so he stopped, and licked the head, before going to the stream to wash and eat.

Chamm returned to smear more cream on the wounds and now smooth skin of the
wolf. He used his paw this time, not caring if it smelled a little as he could
fondle the semi-furless butt carefully, watching the skin turning a brown
color, hair falling out in patches.. 'Radiation burns... It won't be growing
back.' He shook his head, not wanting to feel sympathy for one who had killed
his brethren, and damn near himself. But his faith taught the way of
gentleness, and he could no more stop helping this poor creature than if it was
a Shir with a broken wing. Rummaging through the other's pack again brought
tins of food... And a Book. A lurid batch of tales, telling of various males
and their lovers. Some were violent, some were touching.. All were graphic as a
holocam showed all the details in 3-D with sound. Chamm could only watch a
couple of them, as his dick was hard and he still had to get food into the
male.

The rabbit cradled the furred head in his lap and examined the gash, which was
healing nicely. He got a tin open and scooping the paste up, spread it on the
wide tongue. Massaging the throat got a reflex, and he poured a little water
into the muzzle. Then some more paste... It didn't taste like much, but seemed
to satisfy the wolf who took about half of the tin then refused any more. A
little more water and the male seemed to sleep better, not so deeply. Chamm
smiled and laying the head on his lap, stretched out and slept himself. Woke
once when the cold night chilled him, and he snuggled himself against the
shorter but bigger male and kissing the canine muzzle, slept again.

                             * * * *

Ferri awoke with the smell of male in his nostrils and something warm hugging
him. He tried to remember why the smell was familiar, but mentally shook his
head - It hurt too much physically. But it made him feel good to have someone
to hold, To rub one's cock against.. A paw found a curved butt and stroked it,
teasing the tail up and moving the body so he could press his cock against..
Into the hot hole. Oh Gods - This was Great! The male moved in his paws,
moaning, wriggling, and in fact seemed to enjoy it as much as he. A gentle
thrust. Another.. Hips moved a little, disregarding anything but the pleasure
his cock was sending.. More hair fell off his butt, skin cracked but held, and
nothing mattered but the cock sliding in and out of this male. His orgasm made
him shudder and the wound on his head opened, dribbling ugliness down the back
of his neck. The pain only made him hold onto the male harder, and fuck him
faster, Semen flowing out his cock until his balls could produce no more and he
lay on his back, barely able to breathe. But he did breathe and moaned into the
male's ear before he passed out.

Chamm awoke too. A wonderful dream of a big cock stuffed in his ass, and a
geyser of warm semen filling his bowels... If only. He came awake, to find his
ass Stuffed full of cock and enough warm liquid to wonder why it wasn't coming
out his ears.. "Lover." Was whispered in his ear - in Vier? He opened his eyes
in time to see darker ones close, and the body slump. The head wound was open
and icky.. But better to drain it. Sighing from the feelings, he carefully got
up and unplugged his rear, making it to a hollow before letting go. Then a
morning pee and some leaves, Then the awful job of working more salve into
healing wounds, and a good fondling of an almost furless ass, in fact it took
very little time to pluck what was left and rub himself against the smooth butt
cheeks. A push and his own not so small cock slid into the male. Oh Gods! He
gripped the still furred hips and fucked like only a horny rabbit can. Even so
it took only a few minutes for his balls to contract and to give the male a
semen enema.

                             * * * *

One day followed another, The Ranit gathering food and feeding the wolf-like
male, sometimes adding some semen to the mix. Washing him when he smelled too
bad, hugging him when he shivered.. Falling for the big male. He knew he
shouldn't but Love knows neither species or gender. He nuzzled the male one
morning, then went off to fill the jugs and gather more plants for breakfast.
The rabbit returned to find the Virr awake. Carefully he extended the water
jug, watching an arm sluggishly take it, and after a few tries found it's muzzle
and drank a few swallows, then it slumped. Damn! Chamm walked closer, ready to
run if it so much as twitched. Still no movement.. He walked up and put his
paws on the big chest, trying to find a pulse. What he got was two strong arms
shoving him on his back and a big male lying over him!

"Need." It growled gripping his legs. He tried to fight but it was impossible
to. His legs were shoved up and something poked around his ass. He looked up
into a pair of red eyes... The pupils were slits of black in a sea of blood.
The jaws on the Vier opened, and he saw jagged teeth, which turned and plunged
snapping shut on his neck! He knew it would only take a moment to kill him and
he breathed frantically, waiting for the end.. What he got was a nudge on his
ass. "What?" Then he stiffened as the massive pole found it's mark and impaled
is tail-hole, forcing it open, big muscular hips straining as it sank into him.

Then a Thrust and he screeched, "Damnit! Can't you be more careful? I'm not
built to take something as big as you.." A rumbled snarl and another thrust
stuffing his ass full of cock. "No." came muffled around his neck. Then paws
grabbed his shoulders, his ass was pulled up and even as the head moved to
stare down at him, cum poured out of the pulsating cock. Chamm moaned thinking
he would get a reprieve... The hips rotated and Slammed the still spurting cock
deep into his ass, and he screamed, arching away. "You enjoy this.." His ears
lifted and grunting he looked at the male who rode him, always going that much
further into him. "How the Hell can you say that!" A paw slid from his
shoulder, down to play with an erect nipple, stroking his heaving belly to grip
his hard-on.

"This does..." About that time they both felt the cock hit zenith, the sheath
pressed against Chamm's hole. "Now I fuck you." Ferri stroked the rabbit's dick
and plowed into his ass with the savageness of a canine in rut. The Ranit could
only hold on and take the ride. He was screwed into oblivion, and out again.
When it wasn't in his ass, it was in his muzzle or he was stroking on it.
Everything became a blur of lust and semen and moanings.. For what seemed like
forever he was mated, fucked, humped. Between times he slept, ate, went to the
bathroom. Then he woke one morning to find himself cuddled in big arms, a voice
whispering, "Lover.." Over and over in his ear. He shook his head as teeth
nipped on his ears, making him grunt and his blood run hot. Then his nipples
went - tongued, nipped, sucked on.. Chamm arched up, squealing in time to feel
his cock engulfed. "No! Please.. I don't think I can..." He found he Could cum
again, the muzzle expertly working his cock over until he was a mass of sweaty
fur.

Water was brought to his lips and he drank, still being caressed. His brown
eyes looked into a pair of amber ones, barely a trace of red in them. "Sleep."
his new love said, nuzzling noses. The rabbit nodded and kissed the big male,
snuggling in the furry arms. The Veir stayed awake, holding the rabbit. It was
uncommon to take a mate outside one's circle, but once the heart spoke no one
would gainsay it.

                             * * * *

"I am dying." Chamm dropped the gourd he was working on and ran over to the
male who sat in the shade of a tree. "What? NO! You can't be.." A soft smile
and a paw taking his, lips kissing him. "We all die sometime Love. I am just
going to go a little sooner, that is all." The rabbit stood a moment, stunned,
then gripped his lover and cried, barely feeling the paws run over his back,
holding him. "Maybe hell isn't such a bad place if there are more like you
there." The rabbit sniffed, trying to make sense of the words and was kissed
again. "I intend to make love to you until the last. No - Don't tell me to
conserve strength.. I would rather perish a few days sooner and feel you in me
and me in you than languish without your wonderful body." Chamm nuzzled the
wolf, nodding, and got his butt patted. Their lovemaking was gentle despite the
urgency the rabbit felt. Sleeping with the wolf-cock buried in him, being
awakened with kisses and nips so sweet he almost forgot sadness. 

                             * * * *

The sun rose a few days later, and They both Knew it was Time. The hugged each
other, Chamm trying to hold life in for as long as he could. The Veir nuzzles
his ears weakly, murmuring words of love, and a Warning.. "I set a beacon on
the hill, so be wary of who lands." Chamm nodded, knowing about it for some
time but hadn't believed it would be 'heard'. Then hugged the male again crying
anew as the body slumped in his arms. He laid Ferri down and spent the rest of
the morning sitting, holding the male's paw. He washed the body, and himself,
ate something, drank a little water, and sat, cradling his lover's body in the
shade, rocking and crooning. Some part of him said he should bury the body, get
food together and get some wood for a fire as the nights were still nippy. And
later he might.. For now he would sit beside his Love and hold his paw...

                             * * * *

A patrol found a faint signal from a world not passed by for a long time. It
was Vier, so they radioed the find in and went to investigate. It took a single
orbit to pin-point the location and descend.. Wreckage of 2 ships, but no
bodies made them search father afield.. To found a Ranit sitting beside a dead
fire. His body was thin, emaciated. It looked like he had not eaten in days,
and seemed oblivious to his surroundings..  Until they tried to move him. "No!
You can't have him.." Chamm may look like hell, but he fought like a Tiger,
making one of then pull a Stunner and subdue him. His growls turned to sobs,
arms embracing him, as they looked at each other with wonder. A word and the
thin male was lifted up, carried back to the ship. He was sedated, and propped
up in a chair, still holding onto the suited being. "He's under the Tree." Was
whispered.. And relayed. The second discovery startled them even more, making
them growl amongst themselves for a moment, then lifted the body up, an honor-
guard carrying it likewise to the ship. Those left explored the region, and the
obvious signs of co-habitation that had gone on. Samples and photo's were taken
and then everything was quiet again, as the intruders left, Insects and small
creatures once again the rulers of their planet.

Chamm felt movement, and was grateful for the being who sat beside him all the
way, paw holding his. Quarantine was a lot easier for it. Then another sedative
and a soothing voice helped the Ranit as he was transferred to Medical, where
he told his tale of crashing, discovery, and love. Let them sneer and laugh at
him if they wanted to - he was beyond caring. "Sleep now." A soft wolfen voice
said, caressing his forehead, and he did.

                             * * * *

Chamm awoke to voices. A Vier stood over him, rubbing his belly gently. "You
return to us." Something was Wrong... He should be dead! "Is the war..?" A nod.
"Still going on, But now with words instead of ships. You told a very
interesting story. You love him very much." The rabbit *Blushed* and nodded,
closing his eyes in pain. "Love Mine - Clan Mine - Mate Mine." He jerked,
looking at the wolf. A soft smile and the paw moved to grip his. "Ferri said
this to you?" He nodded.. "Made me repeat it. Gods.. We made love that night
like never before.." He *blushed* again, closing his eyes - To open them Wide
when lips covered his! "Mate of My ClanBrother. If you would have me, I will
take you in my arms and love you as Mine." The rabbit was so startled he could
not say anything.. Not even when fingers gripped his sheath, stroking him to
hardness. "I.. Ohhhhh..." Another paw took his, and he looked up to see a
darker wolf standing on the other side of him.

"Mate of My ClanBrother..." The Ranit' eyes widened as 4 more males came in and
gripped some part of his anatomy, Reciting the same words. A seventh one
entered, white around the muzzle, silver in the fur, stooping to kiss his
forehead. "Mate of My Son, I welcome you." Chamm thought he had been stunned
before. Hah! Drugs made things hazy, machines chiding the group for making so
much commotion. All of them joined paws and looked at the newest member of the
Clan Tnaf. "But I..." They left, one by one, except for the Elder. "You are
ClanMate. My Son chose you, and by his own words bind us. Any of them would be
proud to take you into their arms and beds - If you wished." The rabbit
giggled.. "Only One?" he said, thinking of all the shiny eyes, the gentle
touches.. A chuckled growl made him look up. "You can decide later." he made a
sign over the rabbit, and paws clasped, Tnaf spoke in a tongue as old as the
race itself; "The Circle of the Heart Shall Ever be Open, Ever be Closed." 

Then in a more modern dialect. "Sleep Now. Heal. When it is time, You shall
come to us." Chamm nodded and drifted off, not even feeling the knife cut a
symbol into his arm - The same one that Ferri had carried. The machines again
made noises, almost growling about someone cutting on Their patient, but
cleaned the wound, and made sure it healed properly.

                             * * * *

When the third moon shone on the ClanLodge, a cloth was taken off a Vier
replicat - A shallow coffin. All in attendance were nude, as Law said the
grieving should be. Chamm noted Ferri's body had been cleaned, combed and
looked as if he were sleeping. Arms held him as he grieved quietly, having to
be helped up to walk towards the body of his lover, standing a moment. No one
stopped him when he fell over Ferri, hugging the fur, crying into the big chest
as he had done many times before. A hand squeezed his butt, and despite his
sorrow he had to giggle.. He had been told the Rituals of the Dead, but he
didn't remember this being one of them. "Hey!" he said, moving when it played
with him a little Too intimately.

"What's the matter Love - Don't like my caresses any longer? or has one of My
Clan Brothers taken my place?" The body sat up and Hugged him tight! The
Ranit's heart stopped, and he froze for a few very long seconds. "You're
Dead.." The lips on his were warm and sweet and loving, and he melted into
them. "But - You're Dead. I sat with you, Cried over you..." Paws helped the
very much alive Ferri to his feet. "Hibernation. The radiation triggered an
ancient response inside me.. I went into The Long Sleep. It has only been a few
days ago they revived me, so I couldn't tell you." The rabbit Hugged his love,
and cried again, now tears of Happiness. Then another body hugged him from
behind, and a warm muzzle kissed his ears. "My offer stands, ClanMate." Then
another, and another... 6 Vier pledged themselves, then as Chamm stood beside
him, a seventh. They ringed him, and knelt. One by one he pledged himself to
the handsome males, kissing each, seeing the eyes shine with love, and desire,
the last being Ferri.

"Love Mine - Clan Mine - Mate Mine." The rabbit said, and the wolf repeated it,
Hugging his love, now crying himself. "You are ours and we are yours - The
Circle is Unbroken." Then they all streamed out, carrying Chamm like he was a
prized possession, trotting towards the barracks where they all lived as a
group, and many a moan, groan, squeal could be heard coming from it. The Elder
shook his head and smiled, thinking about ClanSons, and youth, and the future
of 2 races..

The End