The wolf-boy smiled, and shyly moved forward to cup Dom's face with one slim hand as they touched lips. Again.
Wow.
And with a human, nontheless.
Orca shrugged that thought away, eyes gleaming in the darkness. Who cares, really, what species I choose to love?
Well. He knew of one, who might.
But, never mind that.
Now, there was just the feeling of warmth expanding through his chest and butterflies in his stomach. The young lycan shifted closer, nuzzling Dom's neck.
Dom held Orca close for a while, his head nuzzeled into Dom's neck. Peace. Something Dom has looked for in everything from rain to shine, and now he found it. Found it in a lycan. Oh well, who was to tell him who to love? Well, he could think of one person, but he was in Italy.
Dom lifted Orca's mouth up once more to his own and kissed him deeply. Two tongues dancing in one mouth. Dom laid Orca out on the sarcophagus and hovered over him. They were still kissing. One hand slid up another's shirt and-
Jesus, what time is it? I hope they arent looking for me. Damn my mouth's dry.
Dom smacked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Both were so dry that they made scraping sounds. That's what sex will do to someone. Sex? Did they have sex? Dom looked over at the boy beside him, naked. Dom himself was naked. Their clothes were laid out on the floor beside the sarcophagus. Jesus! Sex on a dead guy! How... disgusting.
They were covered by a blanket Dom must have conjured up somehow. Professor Callaway had taught them a simple spell to make fabric appear. Dom guessed he used that one. His arm was wrapped around Orca who was cradled agaisnt him. Beautiful peace. What a great way to wake up.
Wait, sex? Sex with a lycan
Oh well. Dom shook Orca until the other opened his eyes a crack.
Something warm and somehow familiar nudged his side, and he cracked open sleep-sticky eyelids to see-
Er. Blurry. He rubbed at his eyes with one fist, child-like, and blearily glanced up again. Oh, yeah... I saw this kid in the rain, and I went over to him, and he smelled good, and we.... we...
Well, it was pretty -obvious- what they had done.
"Good morning love."
"'hayoo," Orca slurred, his one-track morning mind still focused on the whole "I just had sex with a human boy" thing. His wolf side, however, reacted a whole lot faster, and he found himself reaching out to press his face in the other's neck. "I'm..." Happy, content, warm were what came to mind, but what he said was, "Sore."
The young lycan blushed. Gah, I can't believe I just said that... Guess that solves the whole 'who was the seme/uke?' dilemna, though.
He inhaled deeply, taking in the many different scents around him. Sex, of course, was the first thing to hit his senses, and Dom, and dirt, and morning-human-smell. And... something else. Something he just couldn't seem to put a paw on. No matter. It wasn't another being, he could tell that much. Maybe it was the odd cologne the other used- Old Spice, he remembered. Popular Human smell. Oh, well.
And, strangely enough, he felt happy. Not for the fact that he had just been laid for the first time in the last couple of months (which was nearly eternity for the teenager), and not for the fact that the layer himself was good-looking, but... what? Ne, ne, it's too early for this many questions...
Nearly purring - which of course, wolves never did, and especially not him for one... it was just a very feline-like growl - Orca entwined one hand in the other's, wide, blue-green eyes surveying Dom's face.
Dom shrugged. He didnt know what next. What could he do? He didn't want to leave Orca, and he couldn't stay here too long. The castle would get worried. Ugh, decisions decisions.
"I want to spend some more time with you before I have to go back. We should go get a few drinks."
Dom smiled at Orca and kissed his forehead. He let out a low pitched growl. Wait... growl? No, just a human purr. Yah.
"But, first thing first, we both need showers and to get dressed. I propose a shower together, and then we can go back to your place so that we can get some fresh clothes. I hope you wont mind me borrowing something dry..."
Dom was cuddling with Orca, kissing his forehead and cheeks. It was the best time he's ever had. Ever.
Orca smiled and nodded at Dom's first suggestion. Yes, yes, drinks were always good. Especially after a good night. Indeed.
He was snapped out of his blissful reverie ("Should I get a cold Heine, or would that just be encouraging him wrongly? What is the drinking age here, anyway?") by a low growl. For a moment, he thought it had been himself, reacting without thinking ahead, but then Dom looked sort of funny, which made Orca wonder if it had been Dom after all, which didn't make sense, considering Dom wasn't a lycan-
Or was he?
No, Orca hadn't smelled any lycan-ness on him, and unless the younger boy had just been turned in the last couple of days, or, God forbid, night, he was still human. Which still made things awkward, but, fortunately, manageable.
Anyway. Back to something about... showers?
The wolf-boy visibly perked up at the sound of that. "Ooh, shower? Really? Wow, that'd be-"
"-and then we can go back to your place..."
Orca flinched. "Neee, koibito," he muttered, slightly sheepishly. "I don't really got a place here... Still new, y'see, and besides, I was planning on just living in the forest, wolf-style, but I do have a couple of shirts and jeans that you could borrow if you really wanted to, even if they kinda smell like dog, and, and."
The young lycan cut off his own rambling, and selected to just smile as cutely as possible.
Dom smiled and kissed Orca on his cheek. Well, he thought it was a kiss, but... it was a lick. A lick? Oh well, Dom didn't notice. He just thought it was a kiss. He snuggled closer to Orca and ran his hands all over Orca's naked form under the cover.
"Well, we need a place to stay. How about I get you into the castle and we can get some clothes for us. I have an invisibility cloak somewhere up there. I'll get it and bring it down to you. Come on."
Dom rolled over onto Orca and gave Orca a long, deep kiss. There was definately something between them. Something.... unusual. Dom had thought he wouldn't fall in love. For that one moment where Dom and Orca laid naked together with Dom above Orca, kissing him, he felt a real feeling for once. A feeling that was both animalistic and loving. Something... surreal.
He rolled off of the makeshift bed, regretting that he had to stop the kiss. He stood up, back facing Orca, and pulled on his jeans. He forgot his underwear. Those were useless. He pulled on his shirt and left everything else here. No need. They would be back soon enough.
"Come on, love, let's get dressed and go get some clothes."
Orca giggled as Dom's fingers brushed his skin, his blush increasing as the other boy showered kisses upon him- and a lick?
"Aa, the castle? Is that really okaaay?" the wolf-boy asked, stretching his lithe body before standing up and peering about for his forsaken clothing. He somehow managed to fumble his two-sizes-too-big jeans on, and he thanked whatever gods there were that his jacket was merely a zip-up.
He combed his fingers through his unruly mane of hair, shrugged, and trotted over to the other, beaming his usual happy-go-lucky Orca grin, and giving the other boy a lick or three of his own.
Teagan Offline: This board is full of nostalgia.
Aug 22, 2020 8:39:09 GMT -5
Missing the old MH: gotta say missing when MH and all that was around.
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Willow_lazy: why tf are there 400 posts about adidas
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Azrael: I'm not hard to find, since I'm the only one there who goes by "Azzy", I'm pretty sure. XD
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Azrael: Dunno if anyone still pops by here from time to time, but if any of you mofos do and still feel like gettin' yo nerd on, I've been hanging around this here place a bunch recently: www.roleplayerguild.com/
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:10 GMT -5
Azrael: hold onto your pantaloons
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