Drabblerotic 2014 - F is for Feline & Familiar

Title: Interview with a Feline Vampire familiar (m/m, familiar)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 600
Prompt: F is for Feline & Familiar
Wizard’s World ‘Verse
I blame a onecrazycanuke.


No one thinks about those rats that Louis ate in Interview with a Vampire Felix thought, or the time he might have gotten lucky and caught the small predator, or in this case familiar, who was trying to catch the rats. Not that Louis was real but the circumstances … He shook his head, one moody morose character in the world was quite enough and he spat for good measure, then pawed at his ear. Damn ear mites.

He should have known better, this was just like how he'd gotten bitten. The cell was clean, dry and warm at least.

The quarantine room door squeaked as it opened. “See, I think there’s something wrong with this one. He’s not acting right, skittish, well more than normal, and he hates it when the light is turned on, burrowing under his covers fast as anything. Hasn’t even touched his food, though I think he’s been at his water. Cat box still hasn’t been used either. Still, it’s pretty obvious that he’s a familiar.”

There was a low hiss but if it came from the feline or the person with the shelter attendant was hard to say.

“Turn on the night time lighting for the room and go stand outside with the door closed. This is going to take some, he paused, finesse.” As soon as the lights were adjusted and the door shut, he took off his dark glasses and using one of his nails nicked a small cut in his hand. “Come on, you know you’re hungry,” he said and watched as suspicious green eyes looked at him and then his hand. “If you hadn’t run off right after the change,” he sighed, “you probably wouldn’t be alive right now. We caught him and put him out of his misery,” he nodded to himself to add ruthfully, “everyone else’s too except for you.” The eyes slitted and the cat drew back, “You’ll be fine. You haven’t hurt anyone and you dispatch your prey in a way that guarantees there won’t be any vampire rats,” he shuddered at the thought. “Now come get some blood before the cut closes and I have to open a new one. It’s annoying.” He sat on the floor in his suit and sweet talked the familiar out of his blankets, telling him of the places they could go together.

Felix put one slow paw in front of the other, stalking the extended seeping hand while warily keeping an eye on the hand’s owner. He listened to the words, letting them flow over him, he was so hungry.
Blood, sweet blood, distracting blood, that flowed like the words. His eyes flew open as the other hand hard grasped on his nape and other words were spoken, forcing him to change.

“Don’t stop drinking. You’re safe. I’ve got you. We need to talk and in your feline form that’s a bit difficult since I don’t speak cat, not yet anyway.”

Clothes and a pair of sunglasses materialized, “I’m partial to you naked,” there was a smile in the voice, “but you’ll be more comfortable clothed I think. I want you to consider being my familiar, we’ll see if you want to take it further. I certainly like the look of you, you’re strong and have admirable self control and you think about consequences to others judging by the way you dealt with the rats. Necromancers, good ones anyway, need to have those attributes in themselves and their familiar.” He leaned forward and kissed the bloody lips, “I’m a good one. And you are perfect.”

Felix considered then nodded.

Drabblerotic 2014 - F is for Feather and Fern

Title: Composition (m, PG imagery)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 200
The letter F is for Feather and Fern
Meep didn't use this paragraph prompt I made her.


The storyteller told the tale of the beginnings of the festival of the feather fern which was meant to be a fable to improve fucking between friends. Fennec feasted on the supposed facts anyway even if he suspected they were fake.

The letter F stared at him from the paragraph he’d written. It contained his name, which was foolish. He had to write something. Why the hell had he thought of choosing Feather Fern for the festival name? Was there even a plant called a Feather Fern? Oh composition, there was; a Japanese herb with feathery compound leaves and paniculate white flowers. Fennec glared at the photo of the plant, read further and grimaced. As he suspected, the name was attached to just about everything plant and feather like. The Ostrich Fern seemed most like what he wanted. Easily he could see stroking it up the inside of pinioned naked thighs, to tease back and forth at their junction and yet the fronds looked suitable to be used as light whips.

He swallowed, feeling himself harden at the resulting images. Quickly he screwed up the paper into a ball and began again, only to smooth it out later that night.

Time lapse Fireflies -- the letter F

Remember those zombie caterpillars? Zombie horny Crickets

Nasty Virus Makes Crickets Sterile, but Horny

http://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/nasty-virus-makes-crickets-sterile-horny



Scientists have identified a sexually-transmitted virus that makes male and female crickets functionally sterile -- then it encourages sexual encounters, and keeps them wanting more. Researchers call it a “viral aphrodisiac,” but really, IIV-6/CrIV is just plain messed up.

When their Gryllus texensis crickets stopped laying eggs, a Dalhousie University team led by Shelley Adamo used an electron microscope and PCR analysis to reveal a virus attacking their “fat bodies,” an important organ for protein production, immune function, and lipid storage. By this point, the organ had become blue and swollen.

Turns out, during the infection, the fat body hypertrophies (or gets bigger, the opposite of atrophies). At the same time, egg production withers, leaving the oviducts empty of eggs and making the females effectively sterile. An examination of infected males suggests that the testis is not invaded by the virus, however sperm taken from the spermatophore (the capsule containing the sperm) of infected males showed little or no motility.

Sperm that can’t swim, oviducts without eggs. This “parasitic castration” means the virus gets more of its host’s resources -- since reproduction is a huge energy expenditure -- but without actually killing it.

And here’s worst part: The males and females continued to mate when infected. In fact, the virus somehow changes their behavior, making the infected males even quicker to court females than uninfected males. When paired with females, healthy (control) males waited about 10 minutes before they started their courtship rituals. Males sick with a bacterial infection took about 13 minutes. Males infected with IIV-6/CrIV got it on in 3. About half of the pairings between infected males and uninfected females resulted in transmission.

The virus encourages this continued sexual behavior of its host because it increases transmission. Not only that, but the typical loss in appetite and reduction of sexual behavior -- normal things induced by the immune system of sick animals -- are completely absent in infected crickets. Their lymph (called hemolymph) and enzyme activity suggests a reduction in immune protein production by the fat body. During IIV-6/CrIV infection, the immune signals that induce “sickness behaviors” are absent -- because curtailing those under-the-weather feelings increases sexual encounters, which spreads the pathogen to more uninfected bugs. Parasitic mind control. Brilliant, and nasty.

The work was published in the Journal of Experimental Biology last month.


Read more at http://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/nasty-virus-makes-crickets-sterile-horny#u7jbbgzr8QsPUc6D.99