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(Ch 8)

The Beast watched as the boy ran out of the room. He immediately felt shame. He covered his face with his hands as he sighed deeply. He needed the boy and he was scarring him way. After all the boy had been though the boy needed to know that he was protected here. He wouldn't hurt him. He realized he needed to apologize. He walked out of the west wing down the steps as the furnishings ran toward the west wing.

"Master! Master! The boy, hes, ran away..." Cogsworth had told him as the clock panted.

Anger replaced shame in the Beast's eyes, "What!?"

The Beast stepped around the furnishings and ran out of the castle in chase of the boy that he needed so desperately.

Beall found his horse. And he was still saddled and Beall was happy about it. He grabbed the reigns and hopped on the house. "Come on, Philippe. Let's get out of here." He told the horse. Philippe neighed and trotted at a fast pace. Then, the horse sprinted down the bridge and out the still open gate. Beall and Philippe heard wolf howls echo as they galloped. The sounds frightened Philippe to a stop and Beall tried to sooth him but, some wolves came out into the clearing and surrounded them. Philippe got spooked and threw Beall off into the snow. Beall recovered from the fall and looked up at Philippe who was frightened half to death trying to get away from the wolves. Beall had noticed that Philippe's reigns had wrapped around two branches in a tree and it was keeping the animal from running away. Beall had to act quickly. He looked around for something to defend himself with as well as the horse. He found a fallen branch and he figured that was as close to any sword he was going to find out there in the snowy woods. Beall was scared of what might happen but, he knew he wasn't going out with out a fight. He had to help Philippe get free and he had to get out of this place alive. He took the stick and knocked the wolves that were on Philippe's back off. Then, he reached for the reigns and tugged as he swung the branch around to keep the wolves at bay.

The reigns wouldn't budge and that made his heart jump at the prospect of them not making it out of there alive. One of the wolves gabbed the branch in his hand and snapped it in two. He couldn't fend them off anymore with out a weapon he felt fear sink into him as all the adrenaline left. He looked at the wolves in fear for his life. His heart beat sped up and he held his breath hoping that the death that the wolves wanted for him and his horse wouldn't be as painful as he thought it would be. He saw the teeth of the wolves and knew that the death would be painful. He hated pain but what could he do? He wished he had never left the creepy castle. At least he would be sort of safe there.

The Beast had scarey moments but he also had nice moments too. The Beast had been kind up till he went up to the forbidden west wing. He wished he had never gone up there. But, in truth he wanted to see the Beast. He had felt closer to the Beast after they had shared intimate moments together. He wanted the Beast. He wanted to touch the soft fur that surrounded the Beast. He wanted to be held gently in the massive arms of the Beast. He thought all this as tears ran down his cheeks and a wave of despair rushed over him. He wouldn't see the Beast again if he was dead. He wanted to see the Beast one last time if he was going to die there in the cold dark woods by wolves. "Hick... Beast..." Beall sobbed helplessly as the wolves approached him and his horse.

He closed his eyes as more tears ran down his face and his whole body shook with fear of the pain that was to come. And the death that was would soon come after. Flashes of skin being torn and blood soaking the snow ran through his mind as he shook more. "Beast..." He said hopelessly. He knew the Beast wouldn't come but somewhere deep down he had hoped that the Beast cared about him and his safety. He hoped that the Beast would come and save him. But, he knew it was a blinded hope. He sobbed more at his helplessness. He couldn't save himself or his horse. He was helpless. He felt week and small as the dread of death was approaching. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut as he buried his face in the horse's neck.

It was then that he heard a deep growl and squeals from the wolves. He opened his eyes and saw that the Beast was fighting the wolves. He threw a wolf and it hit a tree. The wolf went limp and the other wolves whimpered and ran away. They knew they were no match for the Beast. Beall looked at the Beast as the Beast looked at him. Then the Beast went limp with a thud in the snow. Beall looked over the horse at the Beast in the snow as his heart still thumped hard in his chest. He wiped the tears off of his face. And got onto the horse to release the reigns that were wrapped around the branches. He soothed the horse and looked over at the Beast. He got off of the horse and held the reigns as he walked slowly up to the Beast. The Beast looked exhausted and hurt. He looked up at Beall with weak eyes. Beall took off the cloak and laid it over the Beast, "You have to help me. I can't carry you by myself." Beall told him as he lifted one of the Beast's arms and put it over his shoulders.

The Beast huffed as he strained to get up but soon he managed with the boys help. Beall helped him up on to the horse and they left the dark cold woods toward the castle. When they got to the castle Beall helped the Beast off of the horse and into the castle. The Beast told him where his room was and Beall helped him to get there. Once there the furnishings brought him a cloth, hot water, and bandages for the Beasts wounds. Beall had helped the Beast into his bed after he had helped him out of his shirt. The Beast was holding his wounded arm in one paw as his tongue lapped over it. Beall put the cloth in the hot water and rang it out. He then brought it over to the Beast as he sat on the bed beside him.

"P-please don't do that." Beall asked quietly as he tried to grab the wounded arm in his small hand. The Beast growled but let the boy take his arm. He place the arm on his lap and laid the cloth on the wound.

The Beast took his arm away and growled, "That hurts!"

Beall looked sympathetic, "I'm sorry. I will try to be more gentle. Please..." He said as he touched the arm again to lay it back on his lap.

The Beast went along with it and the boy gently laid the cloth over the wound again. The Beast sucked in a breath as the stinging ran up his arm but he bared with it. He knew the boy was scared already he didn't want to scare him more. He looked away as he tried to focus on something else.

"Thank you... for saving my life..." The boy's soft voice rang out into the silence of the room.

The Beast looked over at him, "Your welcome." He said simply.

Beall patted the cloth over each tare in the Beast's skin, "I-I'm sorry I went up there. But, I-I just wanted to see you..." He said softly while he cleaned the wounds.

The Beast looked at his down turned face. He was blushing as he cleaned the Beast's wounds. The Beast was silent for a moment more then he opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry for frightening you. I should have handled the situation better."

Beall looked up at him with wide eyes. Those golden brown eyes soon glassed over with tears as his soft pink lips parted and quivered, "Oh... Beast..." He said as some tears fell from his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" The Beast asked him with panic in his voice.

"Oh... I just was so scared before... with the wolves..." He sniffed as he wiped at his tears with his sleeve. "I thought I was going to die... and all I wanted was you... to see you before I died..." He blushed slightly as he realized what he was saying, "But, then you came and saved me. And now your apologizing.. When it was my fault.. Oh... Beast... I thought you were mean... but you are so kind..." He looked away at the hot water in the bowl for a second then back at the shocked look of the Beast, "I want... to hug you..." He blushed as he looked away slightly, "May I?" He asked softly.

The Beast growled and he grabbed the boy with his good arm and sat him onto his blanket covered lap. Beall gasped with surprise and flung his arms around the Beasts thick neck. He looked at the Beast and the Beast looked at him. There faces only inches away from each other. The boy shook in his arm as some remaining tears escaped his eyes and ran down his face. Beall looked at the Beast's lips the ones he had kissed in his new room just hours ago. He blushed at the thought and looked back up at the big blue eyes of the Beast. The Beast was looking at Beall's lips and he knew. His lips parted as his little tongue darted out to wet them.

The Beast growled at what he saw. He then moved his paw up Beall's back. Beall gasped as he blushed and shivered. He could feel the warmed of the Beast's paw seeping into his clothes on to his skin of his back. "Beast... Thank you..." Beall said as he buried his head in the Beast's neck. The Beast was comforting him and he knew it. Maybe the Beast was a man under all that fur. Beall thought as he lifted his head away and looked at the Beast, "I need to finish dressing your wounds." He told the Beast as he let his arms slide down the Beast's neck to his chest. The Beast's grip loosened and the boy reached to grab the bandages. Beall sat back down on the Beast's lap and placed the wounded arm on his lap. He unwrapped the roll of bandages and took the cloth off of the wounds. Beall had one hand with the bandages and the other had the wounded arm. He looked back and forth trying to figure out a way to wrap it. The Beast saw this and lifted the arm up slightly then grabbed the boy's shoulder so that he can rest it. It was still hard to move because it felt like it was dislocated as well but, the Beast bared though the pain for the boys sake.

"Thank you..." Beall said quietly as he began to wrap up the wounded arm.

"Thank you for doctoring me." The Beast said as he held as still as he could. He wanted to touch the boy. He lifted his good arm and ran his fingers thought the boy's hair.

Beall felt the Beast brush his paw through his hair as he finished wrapping the wounded arm. The feeling sent shivers down his spine as he finished wrapping the arm. Then he grabbed the arm with both hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed the bandaged arm like his father used to kiss his wounds. It was a reflex. He didn't realize what he was doing till he had already done it. He looked up at the Beast as the Beast looked down at the spot that he kissed. Beall looked away. "My father would kiss my wounds like that. I did it on reflex." Beall explained to the Beast.

The Beast chuckled lightly, "I don't care if you kiss me." He said as he put his good paw under the boys chin and lifted the boys face up to his.

Beall gasped as he looked at the Beast he grabbed the Beast's good arm that was holding his face. He felt the Beast hot breath on his lips and face as the Beast moved closer to his face. Beall remembered the kisses they shared and he suddenly wanted to kiss those huge lips again. The Beast stopped his lips only inches away from the boys. He looked up at the Beast's half closed eyes. The blue eyes were watching him. Beall sucking in a breath as he leaned the rest of the way to the Beast's lips. His soft pink lips brushed over the Beast's and the Beast growled softly. He closed his eyes as he licked, kissed, and sucked on the Beast's lips. He moaned as his lips and tongue moved over the Beast's lips. The Beast slid his hand away from the boys face and pulled the boy closer to him causing Beall's tongue to slip into the Beast's mouth. The Beast took that opportunity to play with the small tongue with his larger one. Beall's muffled moans urged him on as the boy's arms slid up and around his neck.

"Mmh... Nah... Mm... ha..." Beall moaned as his tongue was tangling with the Beast's. Beall's small hands threaded in the Beast's fur as he shook. He could feel himself swell just form the kiss. It was soft, sweet, and wet. Beall wanted more so he push himself back as he broke the kiss and straddled the Beast's lap. He then kissed the Beast more deeply then he had before. The Beast's hand slid up his leg to his bottom, from his bottom to his back and back down again. The heat of the Beast's paw soaked in through his clothes on to his skin. It felt like the paw was rubbing on his bare skin. And he wished it was. He broke the kiss and blushed as he panted to get some breaths in.

The Beast licked his chin and lips as Beall breathed in ragged breaths. He was shaking with arousal thinking about how much he wanted the Beast to touch his bare flesh. His fingers trembled as he reached for the buttons on his blue vest. He undid one and moaned as the Beasts tongue lapped over his neck. "Uh...Ha..." He moaned as the tongue lapped over his ear. He couldn't think straight. All he knew was that he wanted the Beast to touch his flesh and he needed his clothes off for that to happen.

He undid the second button and slid the vest off. Then his shaky hands started on the smaller buttons of his shirt. The Beast's hot breath was on his face as he felt the tongue slid down his jaw. He managed to undo half of the buttons on his shirt before a shiver of pleasure shot through him. He felt the tongue dip down into his collar bone, and slide up his neck to his chin. "Uh... Beast..." He moaned as he huffed. The boys shirt was slipping from his shoulders. The Beast helped it as he pushed it down his body reviling Beall's chest and upper arms.

The Beast touched the newly naked soft flesh with his paw. This made Beall happy and extremely aroused. He closed his eyes as his body shivered from the Beast's light touches. His pink petaled nipples hardened as the cool air kissed them. He felt the tongue slide down his chest to his nipples. He sucked in a hot breath as he threw his head back and moaned softly. He tried to hold back a loud moan as the tongue lapped over his left nipple but he failed as he felt something big and hard press into his crotch. White hot waves of ecstasy hit him. "AH!... Beast..." He screamed as his whole body shook. He felt like he was about to release but the Beast had barely touched him. He whole body was extra sensitive. "Ha... Beast... It's sensitive..." He told the Beast as he panted. The Beast was looking at him and he was looking at the Beast with hooded eyes.

Beall's shirt was still only half off of him he wanted the Beast to touch him everywhere. He thought that as he continued to unbutton his shirt. The Beast watched as his huge paw touched his soft pinkish skin. It made Beall shiver but he tried to focus of unbuttoning his shirt. He moaned as the paw grazed over his hardened nipples. "Ha... Beast... Please..." He wasn't even sure what he was pleading for but he wanted something, anything that the Beast would give him.

"What do you want?" The Beast asked him with a deep voice ruff with arousal as his paw grazed over his soft, smooth shoulder.

He popped the last button and the shirt slid off of him reviling his pale pinkish flesh, his thin arms, thin waist, and the soft smooth slightly muscled stomach to the Beast. He whimpered softly as the paw smoothed over his newly reviled flesh, "Everything... Beast... Give me everything..." He said softly as his head rolled in ecstasy.

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