Looking around the room, Marcus sighed and went over to his luggage that was sitting near the closet. Opening it open he smiled a little, everything was how he packed. When his angel told him that when his luggage would arrive he would have the house-elves put it away. Marcus didn't know what a house-elf was but he didn't want anyone to mess with his belongings, since he had brought a painting of Didyme and was extra cautious with it as it was old and precious to him. Hanging the clothes up and placing the few personal items he brought around the room. Harry had said that it would be a while before he returned and that he should pack as if it would be like a new home. When Marcus asked why, his devil just shrugged and said, "I don't know how long the war will last."

Looking out the window into the night sky, Marcus felt lonelier than when he was in Volterra. At least in Volterra he didn't have his mate just next door sleeping. He saw something flying through the night sky and walked closer to the window to try and get a better look. He saw it again, flying through a cloud scattering it about. It looked large with a long wing span and what seemed like spikes all over giving it a rather creepy feel. Despite that it seemed to be having fun chasing the clouds and bursting through them. If such a creature could be full of life and having fun, why couldn't he? His devil was full of life and had just as much fun as this night creature was having now. Why was he having such a difficult time expressing himself now? He never had this problem with Didyme. She was full of life as well although maybe not as mischievous and out-going like his devil. He used to wonder why he didn't died as well when Didyme was killed but now he knew; his angel was waiting for him. But what good was he if he was expressionless beside anger towards his angel?

He was so lost in his thoughts that he hadn't even noticed when the creature had disappeared.

BANG!

Startled Marcus looked around for the sound and didn't see anything. Frowning he wondered if it had something to do with his devil? What if Harry was injured? Or someone had killed him! Not again! Marcus thought rushing to the bathroom that connected their rooms and burst into Harry's room and to come to a halt staring at the nude form of his devilish angel pulling the covers on his bed downward.

Staring at the tan skin with a few scars marring the otherwise perfect skin, Marcus felt himself start to harden when his devil looked up and turned around looking him straight in the eye.

"Well kitten, if I had known that you wanted to watch, I've would have put on a better show," Harry grinned like the Cheshire cat.

Marcus didn't respond, he was too captivated by the same tan skin he had seen once before but hadn't been able to appreciate it due to the circumstances. Idiot Aro. So lost in the tan skin and taunt muscles of his devil, Marcus didn't notice when Harry had walked closer just a foot away. It was a calloused hand touching his cheek that brought him back to reality and looked into Harry's eyes that were burning a bright green.

Harry leant closer so his warm breath was mingling with the cold unneeded breath of Marcus's whispering, "Your gaze was so erotic, as you watched my body."

With his other hand, Harry palmed Marcus's stiffening length and whispered once more, "I'm thankful that I'm not the only one affected."

Marcus glanced down and saw that his handsome devil was fully erect and returned his gaze back to those burning eyes. Not even a second later hungry lips were on his devouring them like they were his last meal. Closing his eyes and losing himself into the kiss and shifting his hips, Marcus was lost in the pleasure. So when his carnal devil broke the kiss breathing heavily, he was confused and missing those warm lips. Opening his eyes he saw that Harry's were still closed and frowned wondering if he did something wrong.

"Harry?" Marcus asked blandly, cursing that he couldn't even sound worried.

"Yes kitten?" Harry asked opening his eyes to look into Marcus's eyes.

"Are you okay?" Harry blinked and blinked again before a truly happy smile spread across his face.

"Yes, kitten I'm perfect," Harry answered pulling Marcus in for a close hug, "While I am happy that you came to see me, I doubt it was for a kiss?"

Marcus wanted to deny it but he couldn't and replied, "I had been staring outside when I heard a loud thud and was worried that you might have been injured."

Harry chuckled a little, "That makes me happy."

Marcus was a little stunned that being worried would make his angel happy. He felt Harry release him from his hug only to be pulled to his angel's bed. Harry slipped in and tugged Marcus's hand for him to get in as well. Laying down on his back Marcus was surprised when Harry curled up into his side and tangled their hands together.

"Why were you staring outside?" Harry asked sleepily.

"There was something in the night sky that caught my attention. It was a creature that looked slightly fearsome but seemed to be having fun," Marcus told him, pausing for a reply. When no reply came, he looked down to his angel was sleeping. This sleeping angel looks so different from the one he has seen previously. The previous one had been impassive and cold, while this one looks innocent and happy. A feeling of protectiveness overcame him and silently promised that he wouldn't let his angel go as he did with Didyme. No one would take his angel away.

AN – hehehe. So what did you think?

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