Warnings: Lovely slashy goodness people don't like? Don't read simple as that
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Damn Wolves
The howling of the wolf at night prevents my eyes from closing,
Oh the hazy gloom of the stars and the moon,
The wild heart of the wolf that beats
I hear you cry of pain and sorrow deep within my soul!
Pale fingers brushed the exposed flesh, the touch and the cold air made the blond laying beside him shiver slightly
"It's not fair when you do that... you fingers are much warmer then the air in here..." he mutters softly, but his dark haired partner does not listen merely continues making trails of fire on the cold silken skin beneath him
"You're still all silent ... is there something wrong? Have I done something?" he asks his golden eyes suddenly filled with worry, a soft chuckle escapes the man beside him, obsidian eyes look deep in to his but his face is expressionless, only the ghost of a smile playing on thin and sensual lips.
"You laugh at me as if you know something..." he said with a pout, The gaze softens a little more and in a swift movement he is pinned to the bed his golden eyes wide with surprise as those lips, which had before been under his scrutiny, where now pressing to his in a passionate kiss. All to soon the kiss ended, his skin was on fire as the black and white man pushed him self up, skinny arms surprisingly strong.
"You've done nothing wrong." He says simply, the first words he has said all night, what had started with a simple dinner had turned in to kissing, which had then led to the wolf naked and sprawled out on black sheets, satin not silk surprisingly enough.
"Then why do you not say anything... we have made love, you kiss me with such fiery passion... and yet no words have left you." He said suddenly frantic, had this just been a one time thing? The dinner, the soft supposedly accidental touches, how their hands had brushed against each other as one took notes and the other worked on his latest potion.
"Se-" he is cut off from saying the name when the lips are on his again, suddenly more pressing, violent, and needy.
"Don't be so stupid." He says pulling away looking down the golden hair and silken skin glowing in the fire light, the beautiful soft pink lips now swollen from his harsh kiss. He feels regret, and hopes he has not hurt the tender beast below him.
"Am I a man who would make love to some one just one time? Black may have been that way. But I, my damned lover, would never sink so low as to lay with you just to satisfy myself." He says a slight frown on his face, as always his expression masked for the most part, an attempt to hide himself from the world.
A tentative hand reaches up and touches his cheek a soft smile gracing the wolfs lips as he sat up slightly and pressed them gently to his new obsidian masters.
"Well if you want to be silent... then by all means, be so... your moans as we are together are all the sound I need to know I love you." He says suddenly the dark eyes meet his, surprise swimming in the onyx depth presented to him.
"Damn wolf." He says turning away though he can see a slight pink ting on the pale mans cheeks
"You must be tired... after..." he says trailing off before he can say what they had done, the passion that passed between them. The wolf sits up and places his arms around the mans neck, he freezes, as the wolf nips playfully at his ear, a soft groan escapes him and he feels his body building
"You should rest... you have class... As do I..." he manages the nips don't stop and are soon coupled with quick licks and soft kisses along his neck. He gasps as teeth sink in to his neck and a drop of blood is drawn the soft tongue laps it up quickly and then the wolf continues his work.
"For god's sake..." The obsidian man mutters, as he pulled in to the wolfs chest, the roles are reversed, he is now helpless at the hands of a beastly tormentor, it is going to be a long night, that bite will leave a mark and suddenly he is glad for his robes high color.
Damn wolves.