(M- for smut… If you have innocent eyes wait for the next one.)
Aidan looks out towards the street, not particularly caring about the wind chill, or the fact his roommates are talking about the fact he's a monster. No his thoughts stray to Clara, who died tonight, killed by the very woman whom he himself thought had ended. Rebecca is still alive she's vengeful and her blood hunger to strong to stray from Bishop for too long. His thoughts don't stray, and he barely registers when Josh takes a seat beside him, and Sally stands over him from the doorway.
They stay like that until Josh's legs protest, and tingle practically begging him to move. When Josh finally gives in and stands up Aidan doesn't bother giving him any recognition. Josh hates that nothing he does can help him, and he's not sure why seeing the forever strong and patient Aidan, who probably holds the world on his shoulders, suddenly fall into all of his problems, gives him such a sharp pain in his heart. It doesn't take Josh long to realize, that he wants to do something, anything to help him.
Sally watches patiently as Josh stands up she half expects him to go back into the house, or take off down the street, instead Josh just moves closer to the point where he's almost sitting in Aidan's lap. She doesn't take a step when Josh moves, nor does she even twitch when Josh's head tilts on Aidan's shoulder. Aidan doesn't expect the affectionate movement made by Josh and tenses up slightly, but Josh allows his arm to rest lightly on top of his in some sort of attempt of a soothing gesture. Aidan grudgingly accepts the contact and goes back to his thoughts. Sally sits back and watches she knows that Josh can handle himself and that Aidan can to, but she can't quite shake the feeling that she needs to stay.
People pass by the street, in varying states. Some are drunk hobbling home, and silently praying not to lose their supper in the neighbor's bushes. Others are heading home from a long day of work, to find comfort in their homes, with their family. Then there are Aidan and Josh who have been sitting on the steps of their house for well over an hour, while Josh makes awkward attempts to soothe him. Eventually, the wind chill gets to Josh, and his body continues to shake, but despite the shiver of his body he refused to move away from Aidan.
Aidan snaps out of his thoughts, and manages to take notice of the shivers now coursing through his best friend. He doesn't say anything as he stands up, and he shifts slightly to offer Josh his hand. Josh gratefully accepts his hand, and takes Aidan back into the house, before closing the door. Josh plops down on the couch shortly followed by Aidan. Not to any surprise, Aidan takes the same stance as he had on the staircase. Josh isn't pleased with this, and forces Aidan's head into his lap. Aidan not expecting Josh's hand to connect to his face comes down with not much of a fight. Aidan looks up in surprise before Josh brings his face down and lightly kisses his forehead Sally, who had moved into the living room, makes eye-contact with Josh before taking a seat.
"My mom used to do this with me, when I was upset. It always helped me, maybe it'll help you." Aidan can just imagine Josh as a small boy getting into a fight and seeking comfort in the arms of his mother. Then his mind wanders to darker areas, of the mothers who lost their daughters thanks to him. Aidan knows he's a monster, but the worst feeling is always when you put thought into all affected what you are. Then all of it comes into perspective, and you truly feel as if the only thing you can do is bring a stake through your chest and end it.
Josh brings him out of his thoughts with another kiss, this time placed at the tip of Aidan's nose. Then lightly he presses their mouths together. It's not fierce, but when Josh moves away, Aidan brings him right back putting ever more pressure into the kiss. Josh doesn't fight and allows Aidan to take what he needs, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying the fact the Aidan was responding.
Josh accepts all Aidan has to offer, he doesn't even flinch when the positions are switched and he finds himself in Aidan's lap. Josh makes no move to remove himself from Aidan, when tongue is suddenly involved in the kiss and the passion is returned with equal fervor. The only reason they stop is when Aidan snaps back into reality just enough to ask Josh a question.
"Do you really want this?" Josh rolls his hips into Aiden's as a reply, and gives a whimper with the soothing friction, hoping for it to be a good enough answer. Aidan doesn't move and continues to look at the very flustered Josh.
"Yes, I do." Josh moves up to kiss him again, and realizes that Sally was in the room when all of this started. He opens his eyes and checks the room, and Sally is nowhere to be seen, most likely reading the newspaper, or at the Vault watching sports, or whatever the bar tender decides to be proper to watch at the time. Josh is thankful for the fact that Sally is good at reading the atmosphere, and disappearing when she needs to spare herself from the actions of her roommates.
Josh finally relaxes into the couch with the new found knowledge that Sally isn't in the room, Aidan's kissing him again, ravishing his mouth, and moving on towards the rest of his face. Aidan kisses down his throat, there the scent of werewolf is the strongest, and strangely enough it doesn't bother Aidan anymore. It just smells like Josh, something that has become strangely comforting, and just a tad on the addictive side. Josh lets out another whimper, and Aidan finds himself wanting to hear even more of it.
Josh doesn't expect Aidan to be slow and teasing, he expected this to be raw, passionate, and harsh. Instead, every brush of Aidan's fingertips against his skin sends a warm shiver down his spine, and his blood turns to liquid fire with every searing kiss. Aidan makes sure he's gentle, this is what he needs, and this is what Josh wants. So Aidan moves slowly kissing down his throat while he slowly pushes up Josh's shirt to remove it.
Josh is embarrassed when his shirt is removed, it's not because Aidan is more muscular than him instead it's about the scars that litter his body, and the worst are on his chest. Small ones from rough transformations and the three large gashes from the left side of his shoulder down to the middle of his side, from the attack that changed him, none of them attractive and all of them with a story he can remember, none of them pleasant. Aidan takes notice of Josh's hesitation as he removes his shirt, and lightly traces the scars before kissing each and every one of them.
Aidan's fingertips brush lower down the expanse of Josh's pale stomach to the hem of his jeans. From there Aidan moves his hand to brush Josh's growing erection through the fabric. Josh moans in appreciation and bucks his hips slightly to get more pressure. Aidan smirks and applies the slightest of pressure, just enough to allow a breathy moan to escape Josh. However, Josh isn't as far gone as Aidan would think, and pries Aidan's hand away from his groin.
"Not on the couch." Josh is flustered and blushes as he moves from the couch up the stairs, Aidan following closely behind. By the time the two make it up the stairs they have begun to shed each other of their clothing. Josh isn't all that pleased being the only one shirtless and tugs the sung t-shirt over Aidan's head and his hands roam the now free expanse of skin.
Aidan groans, and moves until the two stand chest to chest. The two kiss and move into a room, Aidan is vaguely sure he's its Josh's but all he can think about is the man currently pressed into his chest kissing him.
When Josh's knees make contact with the side of the bed he falls into the bed. Aidan is taken by surprise when he suddenly falls forward and barely manages to catch himself. Josh would laugh at the sudden clumsiness of his roommate but, he was much too distracted with his tightening jeans. His hands trail downwards to remove them, but are quickly stopped by Aidan's who can do the task much quicker and he removes the jeans and boxers in one go.
Josh makes a noise of protest at Aidan's pants and in a move nowhere near as effective as Aiden's removes the offending trousers. Their mouths meet once more, this time the kiss is rawer than before. Their tongues meet and quickly invade each other's mouths, they explore and Aidan breaks away before Josh wants to. Aidan kisses down his throat going lower and lower before reaching for Josh's cock.
Josh lets out a noise of protest and forces Aidan to kiss him again.
"Don't it's unsanitary." Josh words are broken up by his panting, but the look in his eyes tells Aidan to not even try. Aidan accepts but continues to make the werewolf squirm and moan under his touch. Aidan reaches over to the nightstand, looking for something to prepare Josh his hands come across a bottle of lotion, but he isn't all that sure it'll work.
"Its fine, I won't break." Josh replies as if he's reading his mind. So Aidan not wanting to annoy Josh grabs the lotion and gets to work. He traces Josh's chest with his tongue as the first finger is pressed inside, Aidan expects him to tense and squirm away, but Josh doesn't even flinch. The same goes with the second and third, Aidan wonders if it's from the changes, your skeletal structure changing once an month every month for the last two years must do something for a person's tolerance to pain he suspects.
Josh moans as Aidan's fingers poke and prod until they hit, what he can most defiantly assume is his prostate. Aidan smirks and removes his fingers Josh lets out a whine at the sudden loss of contact. The noise is however, turned to a grunt of discomfort as Aidan presses quickly inside him. Aidan finds it odd to be doing this without any sort of urge to kill the man laid out before him. He's certain it's the fact he's a werewolf but something else tugs at the back of his mind. He's still and tries to let Josh adjust, but Josh is trying to get him to move.
Aidan goes slowly, probably to slow for Josh considering the sounds of his moans, seem to say hurry up and move. Aidan doesn't comply however, this is what he wants, he wants to go slow for this to not be pity, he wants this to be something but he's not exactly sure what. It ends all too quickly when Josh releases, Aidan comes soon after. He wants to talk, wants to ask what just happened between them, but all he can do is stare at the knocked out werewolf in bed beside him. He leans into the bed and brushes a stray hair out of his face, before bringing him into his chest and relishing in the sound of his heartbeat.
(A/N: First attempt at smut ever, yeah so I apologize if you didn't like it, I tried that's what matters in the end right. I had some moral dilemmas while reading this, about my soul I suppose. I'm a Christian, but I believe God made everything so I don't have a problem with homosexuality, well obviously since I wrote this. But, I was just curious if writing this would send me to hell, I reached my conclusion through reading and consulting a few things and I feel better. So thanks for reading!)