Title:  Before the Blood Moon Rises
Author: Kady the Red Panda
Fandom(s): Spirou et Fantasio
Pairing(s): Spirou/Seccotine
Rating: M
Warning(s): adult situations, some dubcon
Summary: Prompt: sweet and sour. Werewolf AU. It's not just Chinese delivery that's gonna happen at Seccotine's tonight.
Disclaimer: The AU's mine, the characters not (except for Souris).
Other tidbits:  I missed the blood moon eclipse D: Here's a late piece regardless. This is the latest in a sequence. You don't need to read them but it's always helpful, I suppose. Past installments (most NSFW) are: With the Rise of the Autumn Moon, That Time of the Month, By the Glow of a Television Set, A Midsummer Night's Pleasures, On the Baby Monitor, and Adjusting the Volume.

0000

Seccotine didn't need a calendar to know. She could already feel it within the moment her alarm went off.

Her hearing, already decent, improved. Her eyesight magnified. Her sense of smell? One whiff and she could detect and yet distinguish everything, from the lavender air freshener plugged in a socket to Souris still sleeping in her bedroom.

Seccotine groaned as she stretched her limbs. Yes, sirree. Tonight was a full moon night. The blood moon, to be exact.

Well, not that it mattered. It was just another name for the October full moon. Its effect on werewolves was identical to all others: a mandatory change into the wolf form come moonrise. Her little girl deeply looked forward to the time because it was often the only time mother and daughter better resembled wolves than humans. Not that Seccotine detested being a werewolf (or at least nowadays); it was just a matter of personal preference. She felt more comfortable as human, Souris as a werewolf. If anything, it was good that Souris felt that way. Even as a child Seccotine felt the form was a social, emotional, and physical burden. In fact, it was rather odd that she was human this morning. Oh well. Souris didn't appear bothered, so it was perhaps just her preference at the moment.

Daddy and Uncle Fantasio are coming tonight, right? Souris signed before continuing with her eggs.

Seccotine sat down with her coffee and breakfast. Oh, yes. After school!

Souris whooped. I can't wait!

I can't wait either, she thought. She was definitely ovulating now according to her calendar. It had been a month since she quit taking her birth control pills. Spirou and her felt ready for another child. The best time would be tonight.

Now the key is to make sure we can do it without a little curious cub opening the door, she thought with a sip. Her face wrinkled; her drink needed more cream and sugar.

Souris tapped her palm against the table. "Mom!"

Yes, Souris?

Do you think I'll like Chinese food?

That was the plan for dinner tonight. Delivery and whatever show was on that night before the girl's bedtime.

She nodded. I'm sure you will.

0000

The day elapsed. The two carried out their daily routines- work for mother and school and speech therapy for daughter-, as did father and surrogate uncle. To Seccotine's annoyance her horniness only increased.

Well, "annoyance" may not be the best word. It was common for Seccotine to feel deeply aroused on the full moon nights, especially before Souris was conceived. It made sense. The pills didn't kill her libido but it did decrease it, even during full moons. Without them in her system it certainly felt like her fires were higher than ever.

She could certainly feel it now. It certainly increased throughout the day. Forget sesame chicken and egg rolls. All she wanted was for either Spirou to take care of it with her or to fix it her damn self. She was certainly capable of it. And Souris was in her room playing with dolls or Legos. Very naughty, what with the risk of the girl leaving suddenly to use the bathroom or ask a question. But that very thing could help her come faster.

Seccotine bit her lip. Every time she shut her legs the pressure stoked the fire between them. She didn't even need her fingers this time- just pressure and a dirty mind.

Hmm... If I make it quick...

She straightened her legs against the coffee table. One clench and already an interruption came.

The doorbell rang again as she checked the wall clock. Oh yeah, they were supposed to come right about now. Time to fetch Souris, then open the door.

Souris jumped into Spirou's open arms the second he entered inside. Seccotine, meanwhile, felt especially grateful for Fantasio's arrival at the moment.

"Thanks for coming!" She said, giving him a tight embrace.

"Uh... No problem?" Fantasio awkwardly returned the hug before just as quickly letting go.

"Spirou," she asked after he brought Souris back to the ground, "can we go into my bedroom for a second?"

"What for?"

Her fingers fiddled. "Um... 'a talk?'"

The redhead didn't appear to have a full idea of what was going on, but an idea he had.

"Are we really--"

"It's a little urgent."

He appeared split. "Fantasio, how about you look at the menu with Souris while we're 'talking?'"

The blushing blond apparently had an idea as well of what was going on. Little Souris only looked on in confusion, barely comprehending what little she could hear.

"Oh yeah. Just don't take too long. Or, too loud for that matter..."

Seccotine locked the door after they entered.

"Right now?" Spirou asked. "Really?"

"I really would rather tonight. Especially because of the um, circumstances. I'm just really horny. A couple minutes should do it horny."

"The whole day?"

"I was at a meeting at work and all I could think was you screwing me."

That had happened before to him. He nodded. "Uh-huh..."

Seccotine grasped his shoulders. "It's not even you putting a baby in me tonight. I just want your dick in me now like oh my god."

 Brown eyes dilated. Said dick twitched at its mention. "Okay... Seccotine, I want to do it tonight. I'd really rather not do it with... y'know, Souris and Fantasio in the next room. Too awkward." He moved a step away from her.

Seccotine's arm relocated behind her head. "I know. It's just... ugh, I haven't felt this horny in awhile and it feels like it's killing me."

"Yeah, I can see..." Spirou thought for a second. Past full moon experience rose up in his mind. "You think you're probably going to be up to it later if we get it over it now?"

She pointed at his crotch. "Like with your--"

He shook his head. Right and middle fingers scissored. His expression was one of questing.

She nodded.  "Let me get my pantyhose off."

In the living room Fantasio looked over the takeout menu with Souris. She leaned and placed a finger on a section.

Is sweet and sour good?

I think you'd like it. We can always ask for the sauce on the side. Is that what you want?

"Yeah!"

"Okay then!" Chicken or shri--

Seccotine's bedroom door opened.

"Already?" Fantasio asked, seemingly amazed. "You're done already?"

"For now, yeah," Spirou said. Seccotine stepped in front of him sporting a post-orgasmic glow and a smile.

I want chicken, Uncle Fantasio, Souris signed after tugging on his shirt.

"Okay, Souris." He turned to his best friend, now standing beside him. "Say, Spirou, do you like your kung pao chicken with extra spice? Or is it just me?"