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Well, this is a surprise! Now, I don't write fanfiction, like... ever. I USED to around four years ago, but not anymore. That said, apparently I've written the first ever Red Lantern fanfiction. :P I've been really looking forward to this. :)

It takes place several years before the start of the graphic novel. Amon is down on his luck with his earnings (again) and with Manjusha constantly jumping on his tail about it, he starts feeling... inadequate, as if something's wrong with him. Fortunately, Isolde is there to offer a helping hand and pull him out of that mentality.

Characters © Rukis and Alector Fencer

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"Sometimes, I don't even know what to do with you!" That all-too-familiar voice was loud enough to penetrate the walls.

There she goes again, Isolde thought, scoffing as she took another sip of her drink. This wasn't anything new. By now, it was commonplace to hear Manjusha yelling or using her usual assertive methods of whipping the prostitutes of the Crimson Divine into shape. It was a hard life to deal with; most of them had been taken in at early ages, having to learn the ways of prostitution rather quickly. Some were successful at it. Others... not so much. Of course, there was the benefit of getting tons of sex, but that mentality was something of a rarity at the Divine.

Isolde was one such snow leopard who was great at entertaining clients and keeping them happy, whether it was through her elaborate dances or... the more commonplace services. She did what she was supposed to, and that was pretty much that. However, she wasn't too happy to see Manjusha throwing her weight around the way she did. Sure, the hyena was the Madame of the Divine, and a damn fine one at that, but she was still, for all intents and purposes, a bitch. Isolde knew that better than anyone, being that she was in a relationship with her. But that was also a benefit; she managed to cool the hyena down at times.

"You've been falling short on your earnings for the past two months! You're starting to become a burden, Amon. Just do something, anything this point!" Manjusha continued before storming off and leaving the golden jackal to himself. Isolde nearly slammed her glass down at that point. She'd had a particularly bad experience with a recent client only a few hours ago, so the feline was already in a sour mood because of that, but Manjusha being... herself and getting on Amon's case the way she did was just too much.

"Something wrong, Isolde?" Esha asked from behind the bar. The tiger knew Isolde well enough to tell when she wasn't feeling particularly cheery.

"No," the snow leopard replied tersely before finishing her glass and walking off. It was just like her to respond in such a way; Isolde actually had a reputation around the house for being something of a cold, reserved bitch, herself. She didn't associate with the others all that much and mostly kept to herself. She wasn't mean, per se, but she wasn't exactly friendly either. To that end, she didn't really have any close friends in the Divine. They were more like... acquaintances, to her. Though, she had to admit, she had something of a soft spot for Amon, even if they hadn't talked all that much. Maybe that was one reason why she hated seeing him take the brunt of Madame's wrath. Most of the time he was just so... innocent.

"You could do with making some friends, Isolde," Esha would often say. Isolde would usually scoff and dismiss the notion. She kept to herself and that was that.

Until now.

Perhaps now might be the perfect time to try and "make a new friend". She made her way down the very same hallway, which the Madame's yelling had stemmed from, intending to seek out Amon, herself.

It was true; the canine hadn't been too successful lately with his earnings and while Isolde wasn't one to remind him about it this time around (in her teasing manner of rubbing it in his face), Manjusha was far too quick to get on his case, as she would often do with any prostitute who slumped. And it was particularly uncommon for Amon, because he was easily one of the more sought-after males in the entire house; he was beautiful, charming, and was generally hard to dislike. Not to mention, he more often than not left clients extremely satisfied and wanting more. He was popular around the house, to be sure, especially for reasons like these. As such, when the slump started, people started wondering and talking.

Being one of the most popular males around the house, Amon had easily attracted the admiration of other prostitutes. Naturally. In addition to that soft spot Isolde had for him, she had often pondered about the prospect of sleeping with him, wondering what he'd be like. The very thought fueled her plans. But when a slump like this came, often times it would cause Amon to second-guess himself, which was really the last thing he needed. The jackal probably needed a pick me up.

That's actually not a bad idea, she thought. Not only would it likely make him feel better, but it'd also satisfy Isolde's own curiosity about him, as well as take her mind off that bad experience from earlier. She needed a good fuck to make up for that, and under the circumstances, Amon was just the convenient cock she needed. Not to mention, it'd be good to finally "make nice" with someone else in the house. Of course, it'd very likely make Manjusha angry, too, since the Madame didn't like anyone having sex with Isolde unless it was a client. But she also liked the thought of getting back at the Madame for all the crap she'd been giving Amon, lately. He didn't deserve all that.

Where is he? the spotted feline wondered, still searching around the rooms for him. He wasn't in the hallway, like she thought he'd be. Perhaps the bedroom; yes, he'll most likely be there. Isolde's tail swayed earnestly as she immediately headed for Amon's bedroom, and, to no surprise, found the jackal sitting on his blanket, on the floor. He looked somewhat discouraged.

"Hey," she called out.

"Isolde," Amon responded, nonchalantly, not really giving much attention to her presence.

Isolde shook her head before entering his room. "How're you feeling?"

"Mnh," was all Amon responded with, at first. "I don't know what's wrong. Manjusha's right, my earnings have been scarce compared to my usual numbers. And with her always in my face about it, she's not making it any easier for me." The jackal shifted his position, lowering his head. "Have I suddenly become unattractive or something?"

"You're not unattractive." Isolde joined him on the blanket. "I can assure you of that. It'll pass, soon enough."

"Doesn't seem that way." He sighed. "I just wish she'd get off my tail. I'm trying my best, here."

Isolde both empathized and sympathized with that sentiment. At times, it had almost seemed like the hyena was intentionally harder on Amon than she was on everyone else in the Divine. Isolde was keen to notice this and she didn't like it at all. Obviously. It seemed rather unfair. Maybe now was also the perfect time to give the Madame a good lesson in humility.

"What do you say we get back at her?"

"...What?" Amon's eyes met with Isolde's in an instant. He was surprised at such a notion; the thought of doing anything to intentionally piss the Madame off and provoke her wrath even more? Isolde must be insane!

"You heard me." The leopard's face was unchanged. She was actually serious.

"...You must be kidding. Or have a death wish." Amon scoffed, dismissing her.

Isolde dangerously narrowed her eyes. She then grabbed Amon's arms, shifting her body onto his and pinning the jackal down against the blanket before he even had a chance to register what had just happened. "Do I look like I'm kidding?" she said, peering into those innocent, golden eyes of his.

"...What are you doing?" He struggled against her, but she had him pinned pretty well.

She answered his question with a deep kiss to his lips, much to the canine's utter surprise. It was a dominant kiss, and with Isolde keeping him pinned down, Amon could hardly fend against her. He didn't bother protesting any further; he certainly wanted to, because he had no idea what the leopard was doing, and thought her current mentality was one of lunacy. But part of him was admittedly very curious and intrigued to see where all of this was going; he knew Isolde had a knack for surprising people and she was pretty clever when she wanted to be. Not to mention she was one hell of a kisser; her tongue quickly made its way past his lips and wasted no time in drawing his own into a lascivious dance.

Once she knew he'd no longer resist, the leopard released Amon's arms and drew her firm paws along the beautiful fur of his chest. Thank goodness he often wore that open shirt of his, because it provided an additional allure and charm to his already attractive body. Her feline claws gently raked through his thick fur, using skills she'd gained from years of experience and servitude in the house. An earnest moan emanated within the jackal's throat, just as she expected.

Despite his protests, Amon couldn't deny how good it all felt, and he eventually embraced Isolde, working both his lips and tongue against hers. Just as he was getting into the kiss, however, Isolde broke it.

"...What's your plan, here?" he asked, panting slightly.

"You wanna get back at Manjusha, right?"

"...No. Well... sure. But she'd kill me. Both of us."

"Not with this, no," the leopard said as she removed her tanktop, revealing her beautiful breasts, along with the rest of her upper body. "This'll just piss her off."

"... Right. Because you two are together."

"Yup. Besides, I need a good fuck, and you're it. Let's not get into how bad my last client was, today. I need something better. Something new. And you need a boost of self-confidence. I'm sick of seeing you so damn depressed, lately."

"You never change, honey." Amon chuckled lightly.

"It's about time you did," she said, immediately pulling Amon's shirt over his arms and head.

"You're... sure you want to do this?" the jackal asked once more.

"More than sure," she emphasized her words as she ground herself against the canine's erection through his pants, causing him to moan lightly. She smirked and continued by removing her skirt and undergarments, tossing them to the side, which left her fully naked before him. It wasn't the first time Amon had seen Isolde naked, no, but it was the first time he had a chance to truly marvel at and appreciate her body. It was truly a sight to behold; her spots and rosettes both complimented and contrasted nicely with her silver fur, better than any other leopard he'd seen. His breathing quickly turned heavy from all the grinding, which further provoked the erection in his pants.

"...Alright," he said in one quick word, swiftly removing his own pants, not caring where he threw them. Isolde had the nifty effect of getting people horny quickly and Amon was pretty susceptible to such. Now naked beneath that beautifully spotted body, he sat up, embracing Isolde and fully drinking in her luscious scent. Even though they'd known each other for over a year, now, this was their first real time sharing any kind of closeness or intimacy, and any the previous hesitations Amon had were quickly dissipating with every passing moment. They kissed again, heavily this time, and Amon's thick erection ground against her stomach, smearing some of his dribbling precum along her fur. They reveled in each other's musk and all the while Isolde adored the sensation of that bare, pink flesh grinding against her; it was mesmerizing, in a way.

Soon enough, they both shifted into a more comfortable and suitable position, with Isolde on her back and Amon hovering over her. "No turning back, now," the jackal said, dragging his tongue along the captivating spots that decorated her neck. Isolde lifted her head back, gasping as she gave Amon all the access to her neck that he needed. The jackal happily obliged, slightly matting the designated fur with his saliva-coated organ. However, the moaning actually came once he began massaging and stroking her breasts. He was incredibly delicate with them, giving them both ever-so-soft squeezes. But it was the way he bathed them with his tongue that made her really go wild. His broad tongue was tender, wet and wonderful against her fur and nipples, and Isolde guessed this was probably something he learned over time, because he was damned good at it. Really, he was just toying with her, now, taking his sweet time, which was somewhat surprising, considering how horny he was.

Isolde's claws ran along the canine's upper back, combing luxuriously through his fur again. Amon was quickly getting accustomed to that; he wished his other feline clients would have done something like that, too, but most of them were too dull or boring to try anything fun. Fortunately, Isolde was anything but dull or boring. She was a firecracker, a clever one at that. With every stroke of her claws, he became all the more aroused and excited. He couldn't keep this foreplay up any longer.

"What are you waiting for?" the leopard smirked, leaning forward to lick Amon's nose. Just what I was thinking, Amon thought. Her timing couldn't have been more perfect, and he quickly positioned his shaft at her already wet passage. The anticipation was soaring as he finally slid into her, going in all the way and making Isolde bear the full brunt of his length. She immediately threw her head back, again in bliss, digging her claws into the fur on his shoulders, which only aroused him even more. He quickly hilted himself inside her, marveling at the leopard's wetness, warmth and tightness.

The spotted feline quickly clenched her muscles around that persistently thick flesh, loving how it throbbed within her wanting body. Both she and Amon were moaning together as they kissed again; their tongues slathered together in a sloppy, earnest duel with each one trying to playfully dominate the other. Amon wasted no time in working his hips back and fourth, eagerly driving himself into her, anxious to feel her slick wetness and warmth enveloping his entire cock time and again. It was amazing. Both of them wondered why they hadn't had sex until now, but that thought was just as easily pushed aside with all the more important thoughts of how they could further please and pleasure one another.

Isolde's body was rocking with Amon's powerful thrusts and her claws gleefully continued their expedition of his body. Meanwhile, the jackal's tail was swaying thrashed, earnest as the rest of him; his thrusts became less focused on speed and more on depth each time he plunged himself into her. He could feel his knot threatening to enter, already, and it became harder and harder to restrain himself from tying with her right then and there.

A moan quickly turned into a gasp as one of the leopard's paws settled intently among Amon's rump, giving him a firm squeeze. Isolde was definitely trying to egg him on; she wanted more, she was almost begging for it. Already, this easily trumped the earlier escapade she had with that previous client. Her other paw locked itself around the back of Amon's head, keeping the canine locked in their ravenous, oral frenzy. She was happy to note how much of an amazing kisser he was, too. None of her clients ever kissed like that.

Without warning, Isolde maneuvered the two of them, rolling over and reversing their positions once again, so that she was back on top of him. She broke their kiss, which left the two of them panting, but wasted no time in resuming her efforts. She quickly took control of their union, earnestly rolling her hips over his throbbing shaft, which had Amon throwing his head back, this time.

"How're you feeling, honey?" she said in between pants.

"Amazing," Amon replied in one word, merrily thrusting upwards into her vagina as he marveled at her body once more. His cock was dripping with precum, and Isolde's wetness made their movements that much easier and slicker. She took full advantage of it by slamming herself down into his lap, timing her movements with his upwards thrusts. By now, she was sure that people could hear them outside the bedroom, because they were certainly loud enough. But she didn't care and neither did Amon. She made sure to tease his knot mercilessly, and it was so cute watching him squirm beneath her the way he did.

She could tell from the sudden shift in the jackal's movements that he was close. So she pinned him again, forcing her lips upon his in the most hungry kiss she could muster, muffling their moans again as she earnestly rode his shaft. But Amon wasn't going to just lie down for this. He returned the kiss with all the vigor and lust that Isolde gave and, to her surprise, he broke out of her pin, rolling back over into a missionary position, and retaking control. That sly bastard.

His paws were all over her breasts again, stroking and tweaking her nipples in such a way that made her moan and beg for all he could offer, as a male canine. He managed to overpower her greedy tongue in their voracious kiss and his thrusts came harder and deeper than ever. Without warning, he swiftly buried his knot inside her, letting it slip past her wet lips as he tied with her. The two of them gasped, pausing for a few brief moments to let themselves adjust to their new engagement. It was too much for the leopard to bear, and her insides were soon soaking that delicious penis with her thick, white juices, which simply made Amon shiver. All the while, Isolde's paws settled on Amon's cheeks, keeping his head in place as she fought back in their kiss like the greedy bitch that she was. Aside from the amazing bliss, it was just so much fun to kiss like that, and Amon turned out to be the perfect partner for it.

Isolde's legs settled on Amon's thighs, egging him on, and the jackal quickly took the hint. Her climax felt wonderful against him and he quickly resumed what thrusting motion he could, somewhat restricted by their tie, but nonetheless able to work. It didn't take long, though; a few hard thrusts to bury himself as much as their bodies would allow and Amon, too, was gasping as he filled Isolde's insides with his thick, canine seed.

They finally broke their kiss, both exhausted and panting as they basked in their mutual afterglow. "How... was it?" Isolde asked in between breaths.

"We... should have done that ages ago," the jackal replied, giving her another kiss.

Isolde just grinned. "The circumstances happened to be just perfect, today."

Amon chuckled weakly as they just held each other.

"You feeling better?"

"Yeah... I am. This was... really nice."

The leopard nodded with a soft smile. The first smile she'd given in days. Weeks, probably, but she couldn't remember. "Great."

"But I... really hope Manjusha doesn't get on our case, for this..."

"Don't worry, she won't," Isolde said, gently stroking Amon's headfur. "I'll make sure of that."

"Thanks, honey." He nodded and licked her nose.

"And as for your earnings... you can start dancing with me, on stage."

Amon raised a brow. "What?"

"You heard me."

"...Are you sure about that? I don't imagine myself dancing."

"Don't worry, you'll do fine. It's worth a try, just to keep Manjusha off your back." She stroked his cheek.

"Alright..."

"That's more like it." The leopard nodded and kissed him once more.

Interesting. I haven't seen the Madame all day, Isolde thought to herself as she searched around the Divine for Manjusha. Though... she hadn't checked the hyena's room. And just like with Amon, it wouldn't be too much of a surprise to find her there, but usually she was running all around the house, keeping the prostitutes in check.

Of course, there Manjusha was, just sitting on a couch, with her legs and arms crossed. She also had a rather scowling look on her face... which was actually somewhat normal, for her.

"There you are," Isolde announced as she walked behind the couch, gently placing her paws on the hyena's shoulders, giving them a series of tender strokes.

"Earlier today, I happened to hear you. Moaning rather loudly. With another male, of course."

"Yup."

"...At first I thought it was a client, but that male sounded an awful lot like Amon."

"Yup." Isolde just remained nonchalant as she continued massaging Manjusha's shoulders.

"Exactly what the hell are you thinking?" The hyena snapped back, without moving. "You know I don't wa-"

"I know exactly what you want, Madame."

"Explain yourself, then!" Manjusha shifted on the couch, withdrawing her shoulders from Isolde's grip.

"I'm not entirely fond of the way you've been treating Amon, lately... It's no secret that you've been pretty damn hard on him. And while it's true he's fallen back on his earnings, you getting in his face about it all the time isn't going to make it any better."

The hyena just scoffed.

Isolde glared. "So I thought I'd hit you where it really hurts. Do something to really get under your fur. I thought you needed a lesson in humility."

"And you're the one to give me that lesson, Isolde?" Manjusha turned to look at her.

"Who else in this house has the balls to do so?" The leopard crossed her arms.

Manjusha just scoffed again, rolling her eyes.

"Look, just give Amon a break, okay? Go easy on him, would you? For me."

"Fine," the Madame said curtly as she rose from the couch. "But he better shape up, quick."

"Already taken care of. He's going to be my dance partner on stage."

The hyena laughed. "Amon? Dance? Seriously?"

"He'll be just fine. By the time I get done with him, he'll be just as good a dancer as I am."

"I'll believe that when I see it."

And with that, Manjusha walked out of the room. Isolde smirked. Finally, she thought. She wasn't sure if this whole escapade would be all that successful, but she delighted in the victory. After all, she'd accomplished several different things at once.

As she left the room and made her way to the bar, she ran into Amon.

"Hey, Isolde." He smiled.

The feline immediately pushed him against a wall, surprising him with a hungry kiss. The look on his face was priceless. "Guess what, gorgeous?"

"...What?"

"You're officially my dance partner." Isolde grinned.

"...Really?" The jackal was even more surprised than before.

"Yup."

"Mnh..."

"Hey. At least Manjusha will leave you alone, now."

"Great...," Amon said, and Isolde just grinned once more before giving him another kiss.

She had to admit, it was a great feeling knowing she'd finally made a friend within the Divine. But the one thing she was glad about, above all else, was the fact that it was Amon.