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Scarlet tried to wipe her prints from the window, she didn't want to make it obvious that she'd been lingering and pacing around for the last couple hours. Half the bottle of wine didn't help, she couldn't stop worrying about her pup, her husband and if her daughter and son-in-law made it safely. Knowing her husband, he left the house with his phone half-charged and it was now drained.
Her ears perked up when she saw the van pull into the driveway. She tried to make it look like she hadn't been glued to the living room since they left. "Clawd's home?" Howldon perked up, Howlmilton following his brother's lead. They were playing a few rounds of a racing game. Last year for the Howlidays Max got them a family Slaystation that stayed in the living room. Sometimes Barkley would even play it, or with them.
Clawnor paused his game and set it down in the lounge chair by the main-floor bathroom. He got up and opened the door, not expecting to be bear-hugged by Maximilian. "Hey buddy!"
The younger chuckled and hugged him back. "Hi Max."
Clawdia had one of the paper bags as well as her purse. She and Maximilian didn't travel with any luggage. All they had were her purse and a backpack – they were in a hurry to get here after all. "Hey Ma," she hugged her mother. "I missed you so much."
"I missed you too, baby." She hugged her daughter tightly. It hurt to see her leave but having her come home was that much sweeter.
"Clawdia!" The twins bolted from the sofa and ran around the 2 female wolves.
"Hey boys," She greeted, parting the hug with her mother. "have you been good?"
They nodded, she laughed.
"I call bullshit, but nice try." She ruffled the hair on both of their heads.
Barkley entered with the rest of the food and eyes looked expectantly at the front door.
Clawdeen and Howleen shared a glance before hugging their sister and Maximilian. They were glad to see them of course but… where were Clawd and Deuce?
Meanwhile outside, the both of them stood in the middle of the stone walkway. "Clawd for the ten-millionth time, stop apologizing." The gorgon said pulling the wolf closer to him. "It's fine I promise, I was more worried about you anyway." He settled his hands on the other's hips as he looked up, as if asking permission to kiss him. "Are you okay?" Deuce inquired, last thing wanted was for Clawd to over-do it after just being released from the hospital.
"I'm fine, I'm good." He whispered to the other. "Y'know I love it and hate it when your eyes ask me permission. As if I don't want you to kiss me?" He smirked, closing the gap between them hastily. He'd been waiting a long while to kiss the gorgon like this… he downed the small bottle of mouthwash Clawdia had at the bottom of her purse just for this moment. He'd been craving Deuce's lips.
He dug his nails into the other's hips again, Deuce was thankful the other wanted him just as badly. A slight moan escaped the gorgon's mouth when he felt the wolf deepen the kiss. He honestly didn't know how much he'd been craving the other until that moment.
They were unaware that eyes were most certainly on them… through the living room window that was.
"That's my move," Clawd growled lightly. He nipped Deuce's lower lip – stealing the signature move that he used on him previously. He trailed his kisses along the other's jawline… down to his neck… he licked the nape. Clawd felt the gorgon shiver in his arms. "Don't tempt me… I'll lay you down right here – I have no shame."
"Well you might have no shame but I don't want to go breaking all the doctor's orders within the first couple hours." The gorgon reminded the wolf, even though he really liked what the wolf was saying.
Clawd couldn't contain his smirk. "But I don't need the doctor… not when I've got a hot nurse to assist me."
"You're doing a lot of talking, when instead you should be kissing. Unless you're already tired of me?" The gorgon inquired as snaked his arms around the other's neck.
Clawd had the shorter embraced. "Please, if you can handle me vomiting and being all kinds of loopy – I was positive you'd be tired of me first not the other way around." He kissed Deuce tenderly, then pecked his nose. "I could never get tired of you, trust me."
"Hey! Get in here and teach us the ways of your soft porn!" Clawdeen yelled out the door and then shut it - causing them to separate quickly. It could've been instinct, however they realized they had given the neighbors a show for the last 10 minutes.
Clawd's face blushed, he reached out for Deuce's arm, feeling a bit unsteady after talking a pretty big game. "I don't know about soft porn but… how about a soft sofa? I could use that."
"As long as it's beside you, I'll take the floor." The gorgon informed the wolf, placing a small peck on Clawd's cheek. He let the bigger wolf use him for support as they headed back towards the front door. Hands laced perfectly together.
He leaned up against the front door and pulled Deuce in for another kiss, they were only a couple moments into it when the front door was opened and Clawd nearly landed on Clawdia. "Oh hey bro," she smirked, having a feeling what they were doing when she pulled it open. "and hoe." She greeted Deuce with a quick wink.
The twins slowly approached Clawd, they weren't too sure how he was feeling. "Thanks for the soft approach guys, I appreciate it." He hugged Howlmilton, then Howldon. "I'm okay-ish now."
Clawdeen tossed a bottle of water at her brother, she smiled when he caught it perfectly in mid-air. "Pops filled us in." She tossed a bottle of the fever-reducing medication at him too, which he also caught.
"Yeah, yeah. Thanks." He was a bit surprised when she hugged him, she wasn't the clingy type at all. "To what do I owe this rare gesture, Deenie?" He asked her, setting he objects down and accepting the hug.
"Shut up you jerk," she was plagued with worry when he was real sick a few hours ago. She didn't realize how quickly it could get out of control. It made sense why her parents fussed over their pups whenever they were sick. "can't I just love you and hug you all at once?"
He chuckled, "I'll let you this time, but I won't ruin your stone-wall reputation, okay?"
She nodded. "Good. That's what I like to hear."
There was barely a moment between the hug he parted with Clawdeen and Howleen almost knocking him over. Her hug was tight, as if she hadn't seen him in a few months. "I've only been gone for a few hours… I'd hate to see what'll happen when I'm dead."
The drop of a pin could be heard if it happened in the silence after that statement.
"Ow!" Clawd was now nursing the punch he'd just received in the arm from Howleen. "That fuckin' hurt."
"Good!" She growled at him, her arms folded over her chest. "Now you know just a fraction of how much it hurt for me to hear you say that. Asshole."
Scarlet didn't even interrupt here, normally she would've cut in with the cursing but she had to agree with Howleen on that one. Those weren't words she ever wanted to hear from Clawd's mouth again. She and Barkley worked hard at forming their family… the thought of death separating them made her own heart ache.
"You throw a real good right hook," Clawd complimented her. He could feel the bruise beginning to form… it was the same arm he had the IV in too. "thatta ghoul."
She smiled. "You taught me how to punch. So I'd be able to protect myself whenever you're not able to."
"He deserves a good ass kicking for that comment." The gorgon mumbled under his breath as he walked over to the kitchen to hunt down a drink. Deuce paused for a moment and thought about sneaking down to the bar and grabbing a drink there, then remembered he had practice in the morning. "No Deuce." He told himself before grabbing the orange juice jug, which would go perfectly with the vodka Pops had downstairs.
When you get this, call me immediately. – Birth Mother
Deuce looked at his iCoffin briefly and he shoved it back into his pocket. The jug shook in his hands. He was trembling? All she did was text him. He swallowed hard and tried to take a deep breath or two. "Hey my fave gorgon bro," Clawdeen entered the kitchen and grabbed the jug. "This needs some vodka, and I need some wine. Coincidence?"
"I could use a drink too, especially after that comment of Clawd's." Clawdia entered the kitchen next. It were as if the sisters shared the same wavelength. "Basement?" She asked them, hoping they were interested.
Deuce smirked, one drink couldn't hurt. "I'm down." he said finishing his juice. "You guys start talking ghouly shit, I'm bouncing." He playfully told the female wolves.
Soon Clawdeen and Clawdia snuck off towards the basement stairs, they were a few steps down when Deuce got himself caught at the top. Caught as in… embraced by Clawd. "Excuse me, you aren't sneaking off without..."
Deuce connected their gaze.
"Kissing me first, are you?" Clawd finished as he nuzzled Deuce's cheek.
The gorgon melted into Clawd's embrace… would he do this every single time? "Pfftt, no. Of course not." He pulled the taller into a rather heated kiss in front of the eyes of the Wolf family.
"Woo! Kiss that boy!" Clawdeen cheered from a few stairs down.
Howldon leaned over to his twin. "He never kissed Draculaura like that."
Howlmilton scrunched his nose at the comment, but he noticed that his brother was right. "Dude, you're right!"
Clawnor took liberty to add his own comment from behind his handheld. "They barely ever kissed. Not that I blame him… she can't handle meat after all."
Barkley burst out laughing and Scarlet's eyes widened. "Clawnor!"
He shrugged. "What? It's true."
There were even giggles from the shadow cast under the dining table. Apparently Twyla was over… again or still… no one could be sure. She was another one always welcome in the Wolf residence.
"Okay, now you can go." Clawd gave Deuce another quick kiss before actually letting go of him.
"Are you sure?" He flashed a toothy grin.
Clawd heaved a sigh. "No but go before I can grab you again."
Deuce took Clawd's hand and kissed it. "Until we meet again."
"Get outta here," Clawd's cheeks were in full blush mode. "you know where my bedroom is if you want me."
"That I do." Deuce finally headed down the stairs and the amount of hollering from Clawdeen and Clawdia sounded like there was already a party in progress.
Clawd headed over to the sofa and plopped down on it. "This is way more comfortable than a hospital bed." He grabbed the water bottle and medication he set down earlier.
"I bet!" Max pat Clawd's legs so he could move them and allow him to sit. "You can put your feet on me, just don't do what your sister does and sack me randomly."
Clawd chuckled, "I'm alright. Thanks though."
"Guys," Max then poked Howldon and Howlmilton with his socked foot. "wanna play? I'll totally kick your furry butts."
The twins looked at Maximilian as if he were totally delusional. "Yeah, right!"
"Slay me then." He grabbed the controller off the coffee table and leaned back on the sofa, the twins cheering as they grabbed another 2 controllers.
"Not too late, alright?" Scarlet warned the twins, and Max. She sat down on the other side of the sectional and snuggled into her husband, whom was just reading the newspaper.
"Alright, Ma." Max set the timer on the Slaystation and the twins frowned. "Hey – what Ma says, goes."
Barkley rubbed his wife's shoulder, it was good to be home again.
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Deuce started off by finishing half the bottle of vodka with his orange juice but now he had tried Clawdia's wine and took a liking that. She didn't mind sharing with him, after all the gorgon looked like he could use a drink. She thought it might've had something to do with him worrying about Clawd. She understood perfectly, she worried like crazy too. "So, Deuce... I think it's about time we have some serious chit-chat." Clawdia downed the rest of her wine and reached for her bottle.
"Me first!" Clawdeen poured another glass of her sparkling white and picked her glass up. "Deuce... you know I love my brother dearly. I love all of them but Clawd's the realest, he will tell me if my butt looks fat in my jeans."
Clawdia laughed, "Amen! I taught him to be like that."
Clawdeen grinned. "And I fuckin' love it, and him. Draculaura's always been my best ghoul... but... if I'm being totally honest... I hated them together."
This wasn't information that Clawdia was familiar with. She looked at the gorgon, who sipped on the glass of wine in thought.
"I can see why he would've have given it try, it's something different. Nothing adventured, nothing gained. At least he won't be asking himself in a couple years 'why didn't I ask her out' or regretting that he didn't have enough nerve to." The gorgon stated holding his empty glass towards bartender Clawdeen. "At least they were able to end things on good terms, I don't know the vampire well. But I can tell she can be a bit... dramatic. I believe the only reason it lasted so long is 'cause Clawd's a true gentleman. He put her happiness before his own." Deuce voiced his opinion.
Clawdeen filled Deuce's glass and her own quite over the proper fill-line. It was going down real smooth tonight. "Deuce - that's why you and Clawd are so fuckin' good together," she told him, setting the bottle back down on the bar. "You're both super considerate of each other's feelings. I didn't think Draculaura and Clawd were a good match from the start. They're just too different."
Clawdia nodded, grabbing another bottle of her preferred red. She was the only one in the house that liked her red. Clawdeen and Scarlet both preferred white. "I think I know exactly where you're going with that train of thought." She shifted in her spot and took a small sip. "You have to have some things in common. I mean, if he was dating a normal vampire who didn't mind meat - it might've lasted. But a Wolf can't go without meat... it's just not do-able. He could get real sick if he tried. I'm glad he didn't like her enough to try."
Clawdeen growled, "Oh he did and made himself sick but she didn't take notice. It was last year about mid Casketball season, you must've noticed Deuce. He had no energy, could barely concentrate on anything, a massive lingering headache, he was falling asleep in class. He even had - oh shit what do you call it... heart... uh-"
Clawdia filled in the blank. "Heart palpitations."
"That's it! And she hardly noticed. She wanted him to go do whatever she wanted, see movies or whatever but he was barely existing at that point." Clawdeen had downed half her glass, this subject seemed to be pissing her off real good. "We argued, Clawd and I. I demanded that he had to be more selfish. Fuck giving up meat for her, he needs it to survive - end of discussion. And I told her that she was being a selfish brat to even ask him to do something that drastic. How dare she, y'know?"
"It could be done with the right supplements. He wasn't doing that. He went straight to her diet. Which for anyone, let alone a wolf who needs the meat 'cause he's so active, definitely not a good thing." Deuce in one swig nearly finished half of his glass. "I know the team was freaking out, Slo-Mo even offered his burger a couple times. I believe Coach forced him to have a few meals in the locker room - just so he wouldn't pass out. The team wouldn't let him leave until he was done, Simon sat in front of the door and everything." The gorgon chuckled as he had another sip from his almost empty glass. "I believe Mr. Where even called Pops a couple times, I remember yelling." The gorgon shuddered at the memory.
Clawdeen chuckled, "He only yelled at Clawd because he was real concerned, we all were. Pops forbid him to change his diet for anyone but himself. He told Draculaura if she didn't like it she could take a hike. You know our dad, he's not like that ever."
Clawdia nodded. "Pop's is usually very chill."
Clawdeen split the remainder of the bottle between she and Deuce. "I couldn't see them lasting. I mean what do you do for dates? Dinner and movie, dinner, lunch or breakfast, etc. How does that work when your vegan ghoulfriend faints at the sight of meat? It just doesn't. Even when Clawd went back to eating meat, he wouldn't dare eat in front of her... therefore he wasn't eating as much. We're power-house eaters. We can pack it back real good. I wish I could direct my fat gain to my boobs or butt though." She frowned.
Clawdia sipped the last of the wine in her glass. "Oh sweetie, you're just fine."
Clawdeen sighed. "My thighs are getting thicker... so are my hips. But no I can't get any gain in my boobs or butt. Being a chick is frustrating."
Clawdia nodded. "I hear ya, sis." She tipped her bottle over her glass, filling it classily to where it should be filled.
"Piss off, you have a nice set of boobs. I want them." The younger she-wolf whined softly.
Clawdia sighed. "It's only because I was a little pregnant."
Clawdeen raised an eyebrow. "How can you be only a little pregnant?"
Clawdia took a bigger sip from her glass this time. "Was... Deenie, was pregnant."
Deuce leaned over and gave the eldest she-wolf's shoulder a squeeze. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for a mother to lose their child. Also he knew it would be harder on Clawdia with her big heart. "I'm sorry, big sis." The gorgon said. "Y'know we're here if you ever need to chit-chat."
She got up and gave Deuce a brief hug. "Thank you, that's why I'm glad you guys are bonding with me tonight. I love you guys." She wiped the corners of her eyes quickly and headed back to her spot behind the bar. She grabbed a bottle of smooth whiskey. "Alright, time for shots!"
