Wolf of Healing

Rhett Bellefleur 44 years old Civilian Wolf Healer

[rhettbellefleur]

xcataclysmic:

“Thanks for the heads up.” This was her first time visiting the healer. Normally, she didn’t have any reason to, but one of her girls had been sick lately and she preferred to go the holistic route. “Sorry for the bother. Do you have anything for minor infections, and something  to help with nausea? There’s a girl that I employ, she’s 26, a human, and seems to have caught something.” 

The wolf nods with a smile. Those are easy enough remedies to conjure up from his supply. “Seems to be goin’ ‘round I think.” He’s seen this mistress in passing a time or two, but only that, having not met properly. It’s interesting that even a vampire goes for natural medicine over human medicine for a human, but then it speaks volumes about the kind of employer she is, and he’s impressed. “Please, come in, and I’ll get some things together for you.”

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onyourkneesgrace:

Grace reluctantly followed, staying behind him an nodding her head at his question. “Pain, yes.” And those pills did wipe out the pain, for the most part, but they made her head feel heavy and her thoughts foggy and her stomach feel queazy. “I’m supposed to take them twice a day but just one lasts too long for me.”

Rhett nods slowly. It probably isn’t wise for him to step on the toes of the designated doctor, but when someone comes to him for an alternative, he won’t turn them away. “Alright, yeah. Forget the pills. Throw ‘em away or maybe keep ‘em for when you need ‘em most. We’re gonna trade pills out for soakin’ baths and muscle oil rubs, but you have to be consistent, Darlin’. There ain’t no miracles after one time.”

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vivaciousmartie:

Martie was beginning to grow nervous when no one answered the door, worried what the master who had rented her might say if she were to return without the items he had requested. She let out a sigh of relief when she heard a voice, turning to find the man coming up the stairs. “I’m sorry sir, I hope I’m not disturbing you.” She apologized, pulling out a sheet of paper and offering it to him with a smile. “The master who rented me told me to come and get these from you.” 

Rhett’s not sure he’s seen this one yet, eyeing her up as he fiddled with the keys in his doorknob. “No worries, Darlin’. You ain’t doin’ no such thing.” He just get the door unlocked when she shows him a paper, two-toned eyes briefly looking the list over. Of course. Just like a master to be lazy and not come to collect the items himself. But ultimately, it’s no problem. She’s not at all unpleasant. “I’ll have to see what I’ve got here. I don’t recall off the top of my head, but we just might have to go to the shop for one or two of these.” He pushes his door open, holding back the screen door for her. “After you, Darlin’.”

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acemackay:

“I figured traditional medicine’s more reliable than pumping myself full of any of that modern crap humans like to peddle around.”

Ace had never chosen drugs, Five Points had its brothels and opium dens, but he had seen the affects of drug dependence in the neighborhood, the way people’s addictions had ravaged the slums, worsening people’s lives even more, adding to the destruction and violence and death. He was pretty sure a wolf’s metabolism would burn off most toxins and chemicals, given their healing factor, but he wasn’t about to risk it to find out.

He walked in, dark eyes taking a quick look around, before he turned back to the civilian.

“You got anything to get me to fall asleep faster? I haven’t gotten much sleep since I got into the city.”

Rhett muses a soft laugh. He knows there are plenty others who feel the same way he does about man-made medicine, but it’s not all the time that he has the pleasure of hearing the words, his own thoughts said out loud by another. “Don’t get me started on that toxic mess of so called medicine.”

He follows in after and nods slowly. “Yeah I’ve got a thing or two for you to try. I’m gonna grab my supplies from the back. If you’re thirsty, you’re more than welcome to help yourself to anything I got in the fridge there, and if need be, glasses are in the cupboard beside it.”

He excuses himself, moments later returning and placing the box on the counter. “Not quite got yourself settled in the bustle of the city, huh?”, he friendly inquires as he looks through all he has.

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effy-fontaine:

Effy had heard that Rhett was back in town, and though she had been busy she figured she would stop to visit him, as well as see if he could help her with something. She was just about ready to turn and leave his place when she heard his voice and turned to offer him a smile. “Hey handsome, hope I’m not keeping you from more running.” She mused. “I was actually wondering if you had something to suggest for scars.” She knew in the past Sarah had hoped to get rid of her scars from when hunters had taken her from the city. She wasn’t sure she still wanted that, but she felt it was fair to at least get her the opportunity.

“Not at all, Darlin’,” Rhett says with a charming smile. “Done all the runnin’ I want to for the day, so you’ve come at a good time.” He gets the door open as she asks about scars, motioning an invite with his hand for her to go in first before he follows in after, just closing the screen door. “I might have something that could help lessen scars, depending on how bad they are, but I don’t know that I got anything that will take them away completely. Perhaps after several applications they wouldn’t be noticeable, but again that still depends on how bad they are. Believe me, if there were a for sure way, I might’ve gotten rid of my own scars long ago.”

[blessed-freeman]

Can’t breathe ::: CLOSED

[rhettbellefleur]

blessed-freeman:

Damn his lover felt good inside of him… it felt even better to know he shared this, what they had, with this wolf. He didn’t mean to ruin the moment, but Ben didn’t know how to heal his heart, he’d always run away and now he couldn’t… and didn’t want to. But that pain of losing Aristaios twice… he couldn’t take another blow like that again. “It’s already happening… it happened before we knew it… that, I can admit now… but why did it have to be me… I don’t deserve a man like you and you clearly deserve better.” The guard meant every words he said. He didn’t feel guilt over the people he’d killed or hurt, but over the family he’d lost, and the few he cared for that had gotten hurt because of him.

The kisses were comforting, but not enough.

“I need the memories to go away, Rhett… they’re driving me insane and I can’t even get angry anymore, it sucked out all the fight I had in me… and the more I see them, the more I’m scared you’ll end up like them… I’m not the best with emotions and it’s getting too much to cope with… It’s killing me… Haven’t really slept in weeks…”

He was so tired.

He pulled his lover into his arms, still not letting him take his cock out. “I’m sorry… I want to say it, because I feel it too… you know it…” he’d mouthed the words after all. “But I’m too terrified this city will rip you away from me if I say it out loud…”

Rhett just stares at Ben as all of the other wolf’s thoughts spill from his mouth. He blinks slowly, on one end understanding that Ben is going through an emotional time, but on the other, not believing some of what he’s hearing. “That’s what makes this so good. Neither of us had any intent to get attached, and it happened anyhow. All of your self blame and guilt has led you to believe you’re not worthy of bein’ happy... that in some comparison, I’m some sorta saint. Don’t let yourself forget, my record ain’t clean either. I got plenty ridin’ on my shoulders that can easily fool me into thinkin’ I don’t deserve you, but I ain’t gonna let that take you away from me. This is the very thing I been avoidin’ all my life to come across, and now that I have it... I know that I’d be miserable if the day comes I don’t have you anymore. I ain’t willin’ly walking away from it, because I know I’ll never find anything like it ever again.”

He relaxes into those arms, nuzzling in along Ben’s neck. “I don’t need you to say it when your eyes and actions tell me all I need to know,” he breathes out, though he’d honestly like to see the city try to rip them apart. “I don’t wish burden on anyone, but it’s not you who should have the burden of losin’ those babies. That’s on him. And as for the possibility of losin’ me too...” He lifts his head so emotional eyes can lock. “How much proof do you need? How many times do you need to see that no matter what happens... now matter how bad the situation... I’m always right back here with you? I’ve always made it right back into these arms one way or another. Why can’t you just... allow yourself to accept that you’ve finally found what’s meant to be?”

[rhettbellefleur]

dogsoldierxfields:

Alden just presumed that Rhett knew about his separation with his wolf. Most knew simply that he was deadly if he escaped his cage upon the moon, some more knew about the lack of memory he had from his time as a wolf, but those closer to him knew it was more than that.

“I’ll take water, thank you. And thank you for agreeing to help, I would prefer not to deal with another moon like that.”

Rhett doesn’t know the exact details of what the other wolf goes through, but he’s heard enough to know there are complications. He stops over to the kitchen, making them both glasses of ice water, soon to approach Alden once more to hand him one of them. “It’s what I’m here for, Darlin’. It ain’t just a job for me. It’s my whole livelihood. I’m just glad you’ve decided to come to me for this.”

[rhettbellefleur]

thefangedhunter:

Mathias always preferred the direct approach, and he didn’t care much about the wolfs embarrassment, they were in a city of sin, he should be used to talking about his sex life. Though it didn’t seem like it had put the wolf off, the vampire could see it in those eyes, beautiful and bright as he hands him the glass, admitting he wasn’t ready. Honest, and a small gift of hope in the words.

He smiled,  taking a seat and pouring a glass, handing it to the wolf before he took the other and filled that too, taking a large gulp of it himself, as if courage was needed, but really he had enough confidence to flirt with this healer for days.

“We both know you are the mouse in this occasion, correct?”

The vampire teased and lifted his feet up, making himself at home. 

“Meow.”

Talking about a sex life or anything about sex usually isn’t a problem for the wolf. Neither is anything sinful. It is new for him to be blushing like some pre-teen, and being shy about it. He wasn’t even like that when he was a teenager, yet this vampire has him treading carefully despite also wanting to follow his urges. They’d been so close last time only for the wolf to pull back. Now they’re in the privacy of his own home, with liquor of all things... and he’s not exactly hating the prospect of what’s to come. 

Rhett watches Mathias sit, watches as the strong liquid is poured before he takes the glass offered. He takes a healthy little drink from his glass and gets a slow smirk. “Am I?” As the burn of the drink travels down, colorful eyes slowly shift up from his glass to look at the vampire, who seems to have no issue with getting comfortable. Rhett can’t help but laugh at the little meow and he shakes his head.

“For a cat, you seem to have a lot of patience. Or is it that you knew you’d eventually get me where you want me?”

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quint-deross:

Quint dipped his head, following after the other. He still had a small, barely there limp, but noticeable if one watched. “Yeah…should have seen me a few weeks ago.” Quint weakly joked, shaking his head.

Oh and he does observe, and he’s not quite sure how to feel to see the limp, but ultimately he doesn’t like it. “By the looks of it, I probably should have.” He disappears for a quick moment down the hallway toward the back of his house, coming back with a box of sorts. “Please, take a seat. We’ll get you situated,” he invites, sitting down on the couch and going through the items in the box. “What kind of care have you been under? Anybody tendin’ to you?”

[rhettbellefleur]

makemyfantasy-trudy:

Trudy smiled at the man, leaning against the wall by the door. “Maybe there si somethin I can help ya with, handsome.” She purred, winking at the other. A master informed her she was a gift to this citizen, and the woman was more then excited and eager.

A brow quirks at that response, smiling a little at the wink. It doesn’t take much to guess the reason why she’s there. It happens from time to time, masters and mistresses expressing their gratitude for his help by renting him a slave. “Come on in, Darlin’. I can imagine it’s a little cold out here.” He kicks the door open gently, holding the screen door open as well, as he gestures for her to go in before him, two-toned eyes looking her over.

[rhettbellefleur]

I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to be on. I think my body’s trying to fight a cold and it’s kicking my tail. But I will reply to everyone after work today. Thank you for the warm welcome back, and if anyone wants to plot with the healer, let me know.

[blessed-freeman]

Can’t breathe ::: CLOSED

[rhettbellefleur]

blessed-freeman:

If Rhett kept fucking his prostate like that, he was going to come again and he wouldn’t mind at all. Being like this didn’t happen often, but he trusted Rhett with his life, so he didn’t have second thoughts about this because he knew the Southerner would never use anything they’d shared against him. He growled when the wolf removed his fangs and licked the wound that was already half closed. “You’re going… to make me… cum again…” he panted. And it happened, the last couple harder thrusts and the feeling of his lover’s cum inside him. “Damn!” The guard returned the kiss with a lot more passion right until he heard those three words. “Don’t…” he held the wolf close to him. He didn’t really mean it. “everyone who does…” he’d lost everyone who’d felt like that for him and the idea of losing Rhett (especially now) was breaking his heart. Though, he wasn’t sure if his ‘don’t’ wasn’t more like ‘don’t leave me’.

Rhett smirks softly at the voicing of another release, closing his eyes as he feels the second string of warmth between them. It feels amazing during the come down of his own climax, kissing Ben with all he has in him. His heart sinks a little though as his lover speaks up, and he nuzzles in under his chin. “Look at what I already been through. I ain’t goin’ nowhere...” Soft but hot kisses are pressed to hotter skin. Of course it terrifies to healer, to feel this way about someone like he never has before, but at the same time, he doesn’t want it to stop. “History can be broken, Benedict,” he says softly, lips finding the other’s again. “You just have to let it happen, as scary as it is.” His hand came up to run through Ben’s hair. “I’m yours, and I’m always gonna be. It’ll take more than history to change that.”

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thefangedhunter:

Rhett is right about one thing, he probably would of entered anyway. He knew when he wasn’t welcome and even then it usually just amused him, but knowing Rhett wanted him made this even more fun.

“Oh don’t play coy Rhett, let’s get down to the real business. How come you ran out on me last time?”

He asked as he walked in, closing the door behind him. Knowing Rhett would like the privacy and to make sure he couldn’t run away at the same time.

“I won’t lie, I was hoping the liqour would loosen you up.”

Stepping back over with a glass in each hand, Rhett somewhat slowed down at the question. Right to the point. He quietly looks at Mathias for a long moment, and then goes to the couch to place the glasses on the coffee table, half smiling at the confessed intention of the liquor.

“I wasn’t ready.”

It’s a vague answer but loaded. Even now, he’s a little anxious about it, but he does admire his persistence. With the whisky added to the equation though, the other male may get his desired result. He sits down on one end of the couch, looking up at Mathias.

“Who doesn’t love a good game of cat and mouse?”, he asks with a small smile.

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quint-deross:

Quint turned to look at the other, offering him a weak smile. “Hey, sir.” He greeted politely, dipping his head ever so slightly. “Uh…I, uh….was just hopin ya can give me somethin natural to alleviate pain?”

His colorful eyes spark just a little to see Quinton. “Rhett, Darlin’. You can call me Rhett. I ain’t a master, so you don’t gotta be so formal with me.” Not that he doesn’t appreciate the respect shown. He nods at the request for pain relief, and guides the other into his home. “I’m sure I got somethin’. I’m sorry to hear you’re still havin’ a rough time.”

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onyourkneesgrace:

“I’m sorry..” Grace did her best to move out of his way as he came up the steps. “I didn’t mean to catch you at a bad time, I can come back if you need me to.” She offered a smile, shaking her head to dismiss her needs as important. “I was just… what the hospital gave me – it makes my head really heavy, it doesn’t make me feel better.“

Rhett just looks at the girl with a smile, getting his door unlocked. “You’re fine, Darlin’. Just because my shop’s closed for the day, it don’t mean my services are unavailable.” He leads her into his home, listening to what she says. “Because it’s poison. It don’t do nothin’ but create more problems.” He faces her, surveying her and her crutches before his colorful gaze stays on hers. “Pain? Or somethin’ else?”

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acemackay:

He’s not haunted by the war, yet that accent felt abrasive to his ears, and when he angled his body to face the other wolf, he half expected to see an enemy soldier, wearing a Confederate uniform.

“Yeah. Heard you had remedies. I don’t have much faith in pharmaceuticals.”

It’s intriguing, the way this one looks at him, like he’s almost trespassing on his own property. “Smart man.” He gets the door open and gestures for the other to go in first. “What kind of remedies are lookin’ for exactly?”, he asks as two toned eyes take in the appearance of the fellow wolf.

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thefangedhunter:

The vampire couldn’t help but smile, he could see the attraction in those different colored eyes. No matter how much the wolf tried to shake him off, Mathias knew he wanted it, it was why he kept coming back, teasing him, waiting for that moment that the wolf gave in.

“I’ll take that as a yes, you going to invite me in?”

Colorful eyes slowly drift up to meet the other’s. “It shouldn’t be, but it is.” He nods with an almost shy smile. “Come on in, make yourself comfortable.” Because know the vampire, he will anyway. This is a lot different from being at the shop. A lot less of a chance for anyone else to come by, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. “So um... how’ve you been?”, he asks as he goes into the kitchen for a couple of glasses.