Post by Decoii on Mar 16, 2015 23:55:43 GMT -5
The title is pretty self explanatory. After all, which other cat would I talk about other then the amazing Asumi?
Enjoy.
Asumi had a habit of disappearing for months on end. Granted, that was getting better and she spent most of her time with her two boyfriends but whenever she took up a job for Ryan, she would spent a bit of time away from home and enjoying her freedom. It wasn't like she didn't have freedom with Bash and Ryan, she did, but there was only so much someone like Asumi could get away with living so close to the pack and the reign of outsiders. Whenever she was someplace unknown, she had freedom of fucking with however she pleased without having to worry about the consequences.
Lately, Ryan couldn't take too many jobs that would put him away from the pack. He needed to be close by and seemed obsessed with his phone. She knew it was because Angus had assigned his daughters safety to him and it was a job that Ryan was taking seriously and he would only do so much outside of that. So Asumi took the jobs that would take her away, but would bring the best money in. Most of the times she'd be gone and back within the week and sometimes, she'd find something to spark her muse and would entertain herself while she was at it.
She took a job and by the time that the series of events between Jashua and the rest of the Cobert family would take down, Asumi would have been gone for about three months now. Guarantee some jobs took longer then others but she'd never been gone for that long. Especially for something as simple as catching one single wolf. When she met up with her employer he doubted her abilities to hunt and he even doubted her shift. She didn't take it personally but it was getting dark and he offered to give her the information she would need by the next morning and she offered to bring him the shifters heart and make him eat it for not believing in her.
Her employer, Thomas, was a nice looking guy. Sarcastic and with a great humor. Asumi was pretty fucked up on catnip by the time she met with him so she flirted her way through his sexist comments and move the fuck on. That night when she settled into her hotel, he came knocking at the door offering to take her out. At first she refused but when he made fun of her for being so uptight... Well, she decided to take him for a ride and prove him wrong. They drank, they danced, they both got pretty fucked up and by the time the bar closed, Asumi was swaying slightly. She was waiting for Thomas to leave so she could pick someone up and bring them to the hotel with her.
"So, you say you're a... What?" he said as they left the bar and made it down an alley way, cutting across the town towards her hotel.
"I'm a caracal you idiot." She said, shaking her head and looking at him. "How many times do I have to tell you this?" He was young and inexperienced in her mind. So he didn't know how to keep things business but once again, Asumi didn't care. She'd make her kill, collect her money, and move on.
"Forgive me, I simply haven't seen anyone of your kind before."
"But you're a shifter. I'm just a feline." she rolled her eyes. "Just think of a cat and there you go."
Granted, that wasn't the best example and he teased her the rest of the way for calling herself a cat. At one point, she got pissed off and suddenly shifted in the middle of the street, pouncing on him and knocking him down only to roar in his face before shifting again. "I will bite you." She purred out and he simply grinned and grabbed her by the waist.
"I might like that." He said, rubbing her sides as he laid underneath her.
"God, you're impossible. How did you get into this business again?"
"I have my reasons and my interest. I want someone dead, I make it happen. By the way, I want the shifters body. Shifted into his wolf form and as intact as possible." He said seriously, eyes gleaming up at her. "Then again, my interest for this wolf is fading as my interest for something else... Grows."
As he talked, she couldn't help but noticed the sly soft tone to his voice as he looked at her, his hands touching harder and something definitely growing and hardening between them. To Asumi, there was a balance and an order to life. Get stoned, eat someone, fuck, sleep, and repeat. Thomas was her muse at the moment and he was something nice to play with. So she didn't mind pushing his buttons and before long, they were going at it.
He stood and grabbed her close, walking with her quickly in the opposite direction of her hotel. "Where are we going?" She purred out, lust and drugs buzzing through her veins.
"To my house."
They stopped and made out a couple of times and eventually made it to his house. By then, she was practically naked and with one quick switch of the light bulb he guided her into his home and bent her over a table. Within seconds he was inside of her and nothing else really matter for the next two hours. Asumi laid down on the floor, Thomas had briefly gotten up to grab a blanket and when he return her covered her up in it. Asumi simply turned around, her head spinning lightly as she turned to the side and caressed the carpet below them. It was soft and she was surprised to find... Fur.
Chuckling, she turned around and looked over at him, ready to make a sly comment when her eyes finally laid on the decorations. Skulls and furs hung from the couches and the walls. "Well, isn't that creepy." She mumbled, sitting up and looking around. She felt a small kiss on her neck and then suddenly a sharp sting. The next second she fell down, barely conscious.
"You can say I'm... A collector and I'm going to add you to my collection." It was all she managed to hear before she passed out.
Thomas worked slowly, caressing her unconscious body before dragging her into his basement. He tied her to an operation table by her throat and injected her with a serum that would make her shift. Her shifted form was rather beautiful and despite the fact that animal rarities clung to his walls, he didn't possess a caracal. After she shifted, he grabbed the utensils he needed and slowly began the process. Killing her by snapping her neck, then draining her blood. He'd open her up after that, skinning her and throwing away her insides until all that was left was skin and bones.
The bones where taken into a degreasing tub and her skin was slowly worked on by him. He needed to make phone calls and make an announcement of his most recent find and he knew she'd bring him a lot of money.
She had a beautifully shaped skull and healthy bones after all. He felt lucky for making his find and now all he had to do was find someone else to catch his wolf.