Page 33 of Mytho Investigations: Side Stories

Jake sipped his beer. Ears and nose on alert.

“What do you do?” the man asked.

“I work at the hospital. You?” he asked because it was polite, even though this was the strangest conversation he’d ever had with a human.

“Firefighter. I’ve seen a lot of strange shit since the collapse.”

“Same, though, we’re coming from very different backgrounds.” He took a rather large gulp of beer, hoping to finish it fast to get out of there.

The man smiled, and the corners of his eyes crinkled. “I don’t doubt that, but I’d like to find out more.”

It was then the light scent of lust hit Jake in the face.

Jake almost choked on his beer. He coughed and thumped his chest. “I’m sorry. Are you hitting on me?”

“That depends… is it working or would you like me to fuck off?”

“I want to know why.” He checked his hands to make sure he hadn’t shifted back to his more human appearance, but he still had paws.

“I’ve noticed you, and I wanted to talk to you.”

Jake narrowed his eyes. “You can see me, right?”

“Yep. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I like a furry guy.”

“Are you one of those mytho chasers who wants to collect the full set?” He’d heard of them, humans who wanted to sleep with every kind. He was pretty sure they weren’t dumb enough to try sleeping with a mermaid, but all the humanoid kinds were fair game.

“No.” The man stared at his beer and his cheeks darkened. “I’m only interested in werewolves, but you’re the first I’ve been brave enough to talk to. I've overheard you talking to your friends, and you always sounded nice…”

The scent of lust grew stronger.

And Jake would be lying if he said it wasn’t enticing.

“You want to sleep with me?” Had he passed out at the bar and was in the middle of a very weird dream? If he was, he didn’t want to wake up. He wanted to see where this went.

The man drew in a breath. “Yep… I know it’s possible. I’m in a forum.”

Jake finished his beer, not sure he wanted to know what kind of forum but unable to resist. “What do you mean?”

“It’s for people who date mythos.”

“Date or fuck? They’re a little different.”

“Both. I only found it because I realized I’m into werewolves.” His words were so soft that if Jake hadn’t been a werewolf, he wouldn’t have heard them.

“And how do you know that if you’ve never spoken to one?”

“There’s a couple at the gym I go to. They always smell so good. Look so good.”

“But you never spoke to them?”

“They seem like the kind of guys who’d punch me in the face if I spoke to them. I’ve made that mistake with humans, so I try to avoid it as much as possible.”

“Most mythos won’t punch you for asking them out.” Most mythos didn’t care who someone was sleeping with the way humans did. Being asked out was flattering…

He couldn’t deny he was enjoying the attention and the scent of lust on the man’s skin.

“So do you want to come back to my place?” the man asked, still looking as though he expected to be punched for being so bold.