Chapter 10

CW: violence, character death, sexual content (fingering, oral sex, sex toys), kinks (bondage, Dom/sub,  edging)

'Hnn, Oswald, don't you want to continue it in bed?' I ask as we are holding each other after a passionate kiss. Even though we are still in his office I have hopes for doing the horizontal tango with him in the near future.

'Hm, I was thinking that this time we should do it on my desk.'

The idea sounds fun, so I'm going wth it, an after all who would be such a fool to bother us unannounced? He starts gently rubbing on my crotch, at first through my pants, then unbuttons them and slides his hand inside, to softly tease the sensitive skin. I do the same, I'm feeling on his half hard cock, start to pull it to make it harder. This activity feels really pleasant so far but then unexpected screams can be heard from the lounge.

'Hnds up! This is a robbery!' I can hear the muffled command through the otherwise soundproof door.

'Oh no!' I break up the kiss.

'What is it?' he asks. He looks annoyed, which is understandable. But before I could explain it, the door opens and a blonde barges in alongside two of his flunkies.

'Hi, Pengy, I was just around the corner, and I thought… eeew.' she says with disgust as she catches us almost literally with our pants down. I don't know where did she get the gall to not just ruin the moment but being judgmental about it but I will make sure she will pay for it.

'Harley, what are you doing here?' Oswald acts calm, but I am sure he is seething with rage just as much as I am.

'Oh, you know yesterday I saw this cute handbag, and I was thinking…' great, now she started yapping on her annoyingly high pitched voice. 'and then I rememberd the good old days when...' oh god, when will she ever shut up? 'and then I thought I should say 'Hi, Pengy' and then...' she stops for a moment when she notices me. The ways he looks at me makes me believe she contemplates if we met before. We did, but being the airhead that she is she probably forgot. She then approaches me with a cheerful smile on her face.

'Hi, I'm Harley Quinn, who are you?' my answer for this is a simple headbutt. I can hear the cartilage in her nose crushing as it meets with my forehead. This causes her to gasp in surprise and then holds her nose which started profusely bleeding. Then I grab her head and smash it against the office desk. I do it again which gives her a stong enough concussion that she collapses on the floor. I don't feel like I finished so I start stomping at her face. This breaks her nose even further, and she also probably lost some of her teeth. I can't control my rage, I only stop when her two henchmen start sending bullets into my chest to which Oswald responds with shooting both of them dead. For a moment everything is eerily quiet. I'm still standing on my feet filled with lead. Then suddenly a bullet hits the ground after it was pushed out from one of my wounds, followed by the others. Afterwards my injuries heal fast.

'What the f...' the clown girl says in disbelief after she regained her consciousness and witnessed everything but isn't able to finish her sentence as Oswald shoots her in the head. I look at him. He doesn't look surprised or shocked by what he just saw. Is he so used to all the nonsense that is happening in this city that he is completely unfazed by such a thing? Or does he know something already?

'Don't look at me like that, we have some clean up to do.'

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During the altercation the police also arrived.

'Officer, Harley Quinn was the mastermind of this robbery, but she escaped. It is better you hurry and arrest this dangerous criminal before she could cause more harm.' this was obviously a lie since her lifeless body alongside with her two henchmen were lying under the office window in a bodybag, where we tossed them so the authorities couldn't find them. But Oswald was always good at theatrics so he could even convince the officers that the damage on his desk was caused during an act of self defense. Not long after the offiders leave we are behind the lounge, about to carry the bodies to a boat.

'Shouldn't we chop up the bodies?' I contemplate.

'Why should we waste our time for such a thing? They will be eaten by fish soon anyway.' he rolls his eyes. I guess he is still mad at me a bit for messing up his desk. It is really a nice piece of furniture after all.

'I just want to be sure. It is pretty common around here for dead people to come back to life.'

'Alright fine, you have a point.' he agrees reluctantly. I open up the bodybag to start the admittedly tedious process. Quinn's empty eyes and the dried up blood under her nose are undeniable signs that she passed away, but still I'm not looking forward a possible zombie invasion, so as they say, let's cut in.

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Honestly I'm quite liking these grim voyages. Surrounded by the calm ocean, aside from the sound of seabirds everything is quiet, and the sight of the light teal water and the blue sky are beautiful. I'm glad this is his favourite method of disposing dead bodies.

'Well.' he starts. He lights up a cigarette, the minty smell of the smoke fills my nose. 'Don't you have something to say?' he looks at me with some mischevious glint in his eyes. He knows. I don't know how but he knows.

'How did you find out?' I ask meekly.

'That you are a werewolf? You know me, I have my resources. But don't worry, I've never planned to use it against you.' I really hope he says the truth, it would break my heart if he would betray me.

'Oswald... I'm sorry that I didn't tell this to you.'

'It is fine.' he smiles at me. 'You kept this a secret for a reason.'

'Uhum.' I'm so glad tat he is this understanding. It is almost too good to be true that he is... oh hold on! 'Wait a minute! Does me being a werewolf have anything to do with you giving me a collar!'

'Hm? Oh, heh.' he giggles. Why is it so funny to him? 'Honestly, it didn't occur to me. But you can take it off if you want to.'

'N-no.' this is so awkward because I really like the submissive role.

'Don't worry Sam. It isn't just one aspect of you that I am attracted to. It is all of you.' he starts gently caressing my cheek. It's incredible how with just a couple of words and a little touching he can make me lose my mind. 'But now I have to find out a suitable punishment for keeping a secret from me.'

'But you said...' but I can't finish my sentence as he puts a finger on my lips.

'As soon as we get back you will get what you deserve.' then he winks at me. Now I know what he wants to do and I am looking forward to it.

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We are back at his office and he is currently sitting in his chair comfortably. As for me I stand in front of him, naked, only the collar and the cuffs on me, with my hands tied behind me. With the four way connector, as he's planning to tie my legs as well. He also put on the leash which I'm very excited about.

'Don't worry, this time I locked the door.' he says.

'That's great, it would be awkward if someone would just come in here, heh.' that's an understatement, they might witness something they have never wanted.

'Alright, come here.' then he drags me closer with the leash. I whimper quietly, it seems like I'm really into it. He then slides one of his hands between my legs. I take a deep breath when he starts teasing the sensitive spot until I'm wet enough, and when he knows I'm ready he puts in the remote controlled vibrator. After that he makes me kneel and fixes my hands to my legs. He turns on the toy which makes me moan in pleasure.

'Sam, you misbehaved.' he lifts my head with the leash. 'I expected better from you so I have decided to punish you for it.' he then turns the vibrator on maximum speed.

'Aaaah… I'm sorry Oswald... it won't happen again... hhn'

'There is no doubt in it. But I believe, to discourage this kind of behavior, I need to show you occasionally, who is in charge.' he tugs on the leash once again which makes my whole body shake. It didn't take him long to turn me into a moaning, trembling mess, I think this is a new record. I almost come but he decides to edge me a little bit. Very good Oswald, that's going to show me.

I'm at his mercy for a while when I notice the bulge in his pants. His sighs are becoming deeper as well.

'Do you want to suck my cock?' he asks.

'Uh... uhum...' 

He unzips his pants and take out his hard member. Magnificent. But I can't use my hand like last time so I have to be good enough only with my mouth. With the tip of my tongue I gently touch his tip and start rubbing it. This causes him to moan a little. Then I put a kiss on it before start to suck on the gland. I start moving my head up and down, meanwhile I slowly lower it until all of his cock is in my mouth. I'm sucking on it, moving my head and even use my tongue to pleasure him, which judging by the satisfied sounds he makes, works out pretty well. He yells out when he comes into my mouth, pulls it out and tucks it back into his pants. I look up at him. He is panting heavily, his eyes are half closed, and there is a faint smile on his lips.

'Very good Sam, you did a great job.' his praise makes me so happy I can't handle it, and even causes me to reach the climax. I lay my head onto his lap to calm down. His scent is stronger after the orgasm which I'm so proud of myself that I was the cause of it. He starts caressing my hair which is very pleasant.

'Alright, Sam, you can go to my bed if you need some rest.'

'Uhum.' I muffle into his lap. 'But I need a moment to get up.'

'Okay, take your time.'

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'I want to see it.'

'See what?' I give Oswald a bewildered look. This came out of nowhere.

'See you transform.'

'What?! No, it might be dangerous!'

'Heh.' he puts his cigarette out. 'Are you worried about me, my dear?'

'But what if I attack you? Even though I will retain my personality, it is hard for me to controll my bloodlust.'

'Oh, well. It is really adorable of you that you want to protect me, but I'm sure everything will be fine.' he smirks. The fact that he is this careless, and to be honest quite patronizing about it, irates me.

'Really?' I snap at him, a bit too loud than I intended, so I lower my voice a little bit. 'And what if I attack you as soon as I transform and spill your guts on the floor? What are you going to do then?'

He doesn't say a word, just blinks at me in shock. I might have scared him a bit, but I had to be blunt to drive the point home.

'Uhm… Alright, I didn't know it was this serious for you, I am sorry.' he looks ashamed. Now I feel bad for him!

'Fine, but we need to take some precautions!'

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'Hello babies.' I greet my little ones as I arrive at home. They are glad to see me as well, the dog is happily wagging his tail and the cat is purring as I pet their heads. 'I have good news guys. We will have a guest tomorrow night.'

Missy, the cat stops for a moment. 'You are joking, right? Tomorrow is full moon. Who's coming here?' she asks with bafflement.

'Well, heheh...' I start laughing nervously. 'So Oswald...'

'Of course it's him!' she yells at me. 'He wrapped you around his fingers. Unbelievable! How could you trust in someone like him?!'

'Enough!' I snap back. 'Believe it or not he is the only person I can really trust! And... and he actually treats me well...' now that I'm saying it out loud, it makes me think: isn't it funny that someone who killed, maimed, decieved people to get what he wanted is the one how cares about me more than anyone else before? Or at least I hope so. Because if he isn't, who would then?

'Tsk, fine.' she adds dismissively then leaves, obviously had enough of this conversation.

'Master, if you feel like you can trust him, and want to show him that side of yours then I don't see anything wrong with that.' my long time companion, Teddy, the dog shares his thoughts. He was always the calmer and more understanding one. 'And please don't be mad at Missy, she honestly cares and worries about you, this is just the way she shows it.'

'Thank you Teddy. I know and appreciate it, but… Whatever, we are going to have a visitor tomorrow.

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Oswald's POV

I drive the car myself to the Falcone mansion when the sun is still up. I sent Lark away for the evening, she really doesn't need to be involved in this.

'Did you bring the bullet?' Sam asks. He is referring to the silver bullet he told me to aquire in case something goes wrong. We talked about it before, if he treatens my life in any way I would shoot him, not in a lethal way however, just to weaken him. Still I would rather not use it. After all - and it is hard to admit - I took quite a liking for him.

'Yes. But it won't be needed.'

'I hope so.' he seems hesitant. He really worries about me and I feel a bit bad for him that I give him trouble, but my curiosity got the best of me. I'm sure everything will be fine!

'We have a guest, sweethearts!' Sam says as I enter his room. His dog greets me happily, and I pet his head. Adorable little fellow, really. But the cat is looking at me with suspicion. 'Don't take it to the heart.' Sam notes. 'She is in a foul mood.'

'I figured.'

I look around in his room. I didn't notice last time that he has quite the collection of books. Besides the gothic horror novels, and seemingly unrelated books about fungi, herbs, crystals, astronomy and the likes he has some interesting titles like the Book of Magic, Mythical Creatures and Necromancy. Someone unassuming would think these are those novelty books you could by at any bookshop, but knowing Sam this is might be not the case. Looking further the walls are decorated with handmade embroidery, the shelves are packed with various dog figurines and tea boxes, and there is an old cabinet in the corner. Then in the window, I notice an interesting looking plant. I remember Sam talking about it before, and seeing it when I was here before but now that I take a good look at it I realize what a bizarre creature it is. It has many mouth-like leaves akin to a Venus' flytrap, but also has vines similar to the spiky leaves of an aloe vera, and beady eyes connected with pink neuron-like vines to the plant's body.

'Oh, this is Debby, the plant monster. But don't worry it is still fairly young so it only eats bugs now.'

I'm looking at him with shock. What did he mean by that it eats bugs NOW that it is still young? What it is going to eat when it gets older?

'It's time...' he looks at me and I can see his golden brown eyes basically glowing. I look out the window and indeed it is almost dark outside. He starts undressing in front of me, revealing his plump body, with the many imperfections and details that I like so much: his birthmarks, freckles, the hairy belly, the tattoos, even the scar across his chest, all of these are making him so special. His skin is very pale, a bit transparent even, showing his veins on some places. I just notice, with the circles under his eyes, how sickly he looks, even though I'm not exactly the healthiest looking person either.

Before he walks out into the surrounding woods he hugs me and kisses my cheek which makes my old, withered heart flutter.

'Don't forget to lock the door right after I fully turn, okay?'

'I promise.'

He then walks out the door, the sun goes down and it becomes dark. He lets out a deep growl, and his hands slowly start to stretch into paws, his face gets elongated into a muzzle and shiny black fur grows on his body. His nails turn into sharp claws and his teeth into fangs. His body proportions change until he ends up on four legs. This whole transformation is fascinating to me. Soon I end up face to face with a beautiful beast with shining yellow eyes.

I'm staring at him mezmerized when I feel something bumping into my leg. I look down and I see the little dog, as if he is reminding me to lock the door. I hear Sam howling from outside then for a moment I can see him from the window as he is running away.

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Sam's POV

I wake up in the morning, in the woods, fully naked. I'm exhausted just like every time I turn back. With the help of my senses I find my way back to my house. I try to open the door, but it's closed. I panic for a moment, but the door opens. It's Oswald. Oh, I forgot he came with me to watch me turn.

'Good Morning.' he says with a smile that seems a bit forced. He probably isn't sure how to react now. I enter the house and without saying a word I collapse on my bed and fall asleep.

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