Chapter 7: Time & Place

Summary:

7. There's time and place for everything... if you make sure to use them.

„I have to put a disclaimer here: I was quite literally coerced into writing this chapter as Sen insisted on...! And believe me... I might need a moment after you're going to see the next one."

"Wuss."

"Oh, shut up… I'm doing it, aren't I?"

When they 'dated' the words 'time and place' was something of Senri's bane of existence, as his lover often would use them to avoid his doting. It was all about the time and place correct for such, and to his bafflement, most of the time, it ended up with his time being at night and place meant only when no one else could see or be aware of their status as lovers. Though he was forced to attend the dates – which most of the time made him miserable, the biggest reason for it was that he couldn't understand why his mate seemed so embarrassed about enjoying his touch.

Again, the whole idea of shame was an alien concept for him – not to mention why his gender would be an issue.

When he did, however, came to understand his redhead's misgivings about their mating later on, in a way, he set to make his mate recompense him that first period of their relationship. Gleefully, even, as with access to his lover's feelings, he could now see the differences between Raha's 'no's' and bashful swatting of his hands.

And to his amusement, soon he discovered that more often than not, his mate's 'bashful' blushes and embarrassment came from his enjoyment and not as he initially believed: his discomfort. And armed with that knowledge, he set to discover what exactly would his 'babe' allow him to do in all of those 'times' and 'places' that earlier were a source of his embarrassment. To make a throughout 'research,' Senri made a list of spots and times that were 'off limits' before and, with a typical determination, decided to find out how forbidden those were exactly.

Desk

Raha's apartment wasn't very big, but it quite fulfilled his needs before Senri moved in. The bedroom and bathroom, plus a small storage 'closet' were the only separate rooms, while the living room was shared with a kitchen and separated from each other by an aisle.

The living room itself was also his 'office,' containing his desk and PC, which were the main focus of his work.

After his first published book became quite popular and he could afford to quit his day job, his 'nook' was the only thing that he didn't really spare money for, turning it into a comfortable enough working and entertainment space. He liked to watch movies, read books or play games when he wanted to relax, and since those hobbies afforded him not leaving his apartment and dealing with other people's bullshit, he gladly turned his home into an oasis up to his taste.

Or, in a shapeshifter's terms: a lair, even if he wouldn't be inclined to think of it like that back then.

Since his apartment complex had a 'no pet' policy, when he decided to keep the 'stray' that trailed after him from the parking garage to his door, he was glad to discover that 'Ink' seemed comfortable enough, not even nearing the door or meowing to be let outside. He had a quite poor idea of what exactly should be a normal cat behavior since, despite his weakness for felines, he was never allowed to get a cat due to his mother's severe allergy to their fur, but soon he discovered that the ink-black cat was a perfect companion throughout his days and nights.

His desk was a massive thing made of dark, heavy wood and set up aside in his living room by carefully shielded windows, and once he noticed that whenever he set to writing, Ink was determined to accompany him, he freed the corner of it and with a blanket made a comfortable nest for his feline friend. Funnily enough, sometimes he caught himself thinking that it seemed that his cat was actually reading whatever he was writing. If he stopped at a cliffhanger or in an especially tense moment, Ink would look especially offended, hissing his disapproval.

Yeah, he was very, very deep in denial of something that somebody else would probably figure out much earlier.

Whenever he was writing, and soon while doing pretty much anything else about his apartment, he found himself chatting 'at' Ink, who seemed happy to trail after him constantly, and when going to bed, the cat was insanely determined to sleep with him, too, purring near-deafeningly whenever petted.

When his companion turned – quite literally – from Ink to Senri, he was quite… torn. He missed 'Ink's' company and the comfort he offered, but Senri… intimidated him. The whole notion of having a boyfriend… was weird, and the way his shapeshifter seemed so… enamored with him was more than baffling. And he kind of… didn't know what to do with him, too.

His relationship with Mara before was easier since they very much lived their separate lives, and sometimes he didn't see her for weeks or even months. She traveled a lot while he was homebound, which fit his needs. And being with her since he was a teenager, he had a very poor idea about dating other than what he saw on TV or read about. With that in mind – and due to knowing that Senri didn't really leave his Clan's lair before – he set to introduce the shapeshifter to the human culture and nightlife in the city (despite how uncomfortable it made him) since he believed it was something to be expected. And since his boyfriend didn't protest or seem… unwilling, he thought it was okay.

And when it came to their sex life… he was extremely embarrassed about how often he caught himself wishing for his boyfriend's… attention. His touch and taste, but he was worried that in some twisted way… Senri saw him as a copy of Damon. Back in his lover's lair, seeing how Ares treated his twin, then how Senri tried to act in the same way toward him… poked at his issues with his brother's shadow something fierce. Damon so obviously enjoyed his boyfriend's coddling… Raha balked, internally refusing to admit that he found Senri's attitude… sweet and considerate.

Stupid, yeah, but at the time, it seemed so impossibly important to mark and establish his independence and that he was very, very different than his twin. And, perhaps, he was a tad… freaked out by the way Senri made him feel, too. At some level, maybe also worried that he would seem far too needy and… pathetic, dating a guy who looked exactly like his 'smarter' twin's boyfriend.

All and all, he was an utter mess, drowning in the sea of insecurities and complexes and dragging down his relationship for no reason other than a part of him was… impossibly scared. Terrified, really, to find himself in love for the first time in his life, and while it was… so completely different than he had ever imagined.

None of his books, movies, or games could ever prepare him for how he felt around Senri, and he was quite… freaking out daily.

And it wasn't like his sexual experience was that… rich, anyway. With Mara, it was pretty… well, boring, to be frank, and more of releasing the built-up tension than actual lovemaking. She would come over to his apartment, and they would chat – about her and her work since his was far too boring – they would fuck, and she would leave… and that's it. Looking back, he wasn't even sure why exactly did she stick with him that long – other than perhaps to make herself feel better by comparing to him or something.

And with Senri… it was so different. So… wild, too, that faced with the return to the 'real world,' giving into his lover's attentions seemed… far too embarrassing. Shameful, even, the way his body just seemed to crave being fucked by his impossibly beautiful male. Considering his upbringing, even if he wasn't really religious after leaving their parents' home, he was a tad… freaked out about that too. When it was someone else, he was always more than fine with homosexuality – especially considering that his twin seemed to enjoy both genders when they still lived together and sometimes would tease him shamelessly about 'how much he was missing' by sticking with Mara, but he mostly put in on carb of the fact that Damon seemed to hate her from the very beginning, even when he wouldn't say what he found so annoying about her.

And with all that… he kind of ended up freaking out whenever his lover would attempt… something outside of his… their bed – because in the darkness of his bedroom, it was easier to pretend that he was… giving in to his maddening heat and sweet, addictive flavor.

And especially the times when he was working and 'his space' was off limits, since – he berated himself, whenever his eyes would against his will trail toward his lover's gorgeous form – those were when he should be focused and not… that damn needy and horny.

Then, during one of their outings, they accidentally stumbled upon his brother… and after spending with them a brief moment, Damon dragged him aside and didn't spare him a harsh lecture about how much of an asshole he was being for not accounting for the fact that his boyfriend wasn't human. That forcing a shapeshifter into the crowd of humans was inconsiderate and – considering the sensitivity of their senses – cruel. That if he didn't want Senri – as it looked for Damon – he should let him go back home and not lead him on… and he found that the very thought turned the blood in his veins to ice. Returning to his boyfriend and finding a woman that used his absence to literally climb into the Miqo'te's lap… only drove that point home.

The same evening, after dragging his shapeshifter home, he ended up unknowingly Soul-Bonding him, and it… changed a lot. Quite literally experiencing Senri's point of view in flashes of images and sensations truly made him understand that despite his humanoid form, his lover really wasn't in any way human. That the way he thought and experienced the world around them was so completely different… it truly made Raha see how badly he fucked up, treating Senri as he did in his ignorance. Especially feeling how badly his shapeshifter wanted him and his affection.

And feeling downright guilty as fuck… he swore to do better because imagining his life without Senri in it became quite impossible. And wanting to quite… make up for his earlier behavior, he promised to be much more attentive to his boyfriend's needs – now, especially when he was able to actually feel them – as baffling as it was at first to experience.

If he would be ready to admit… the day he left the shower and stumbled back into his living room to find his lover perched – naked and in a female form – on top of his desk… well, the sight was quite literally mind-blowing. The blanket that used to form Ink's nest set under his… her bottom and the lovely, coy smirk tossed his way was enough of a clue what Senri intended with it… but Raha didn't think that his boyfriend quite realized the vision he made like that…

Already a few times seeing his female form by then, it shouldn't be perhaps as shocking… but considering it was quite literally no less gorgeous than his male form… Well, one really couldn't blame him for how his brain sort of… circuited out, and he could only stand there and stare in numb awe. He wasn't sure if Senri adjusted his form for his height in that frame, but there was no missing the way in it he was just a tad shorter than him if one could call his female form only graceful and quite curvy in all the right places. With a sea of thick, waist-length ink-black locks cascading over 'her' back and shoulders and wearing nothing but that collar he once bought for Ink… Senri looked like sin incarnate, and when she grinned at his stupor, that silly, goofy grin of his boyfriend, and meaningfully crooked her finger at him while pointedly and shamelessly spreading her legs… he would have to be literally dead not to instantly burn up with lust that felt like if literal lava filled his veins and threatened to spill over.

Caught in her amused pale eyes, he didn't even realize before he found himself standing in between her open thighs and while near blindly curling his shaky hands around them… the only sane thing rolling about his overheated head was that her beauty and perfection demanded worship. And before he knew or could think, he was on his knees: an eager supplicant for the goddess she represented like that…

Not that Senri seemed to mind, giggling playfully as she wrapped her thighs around his neck, crossing her calves over his back, and leaning back on her arms, offered herself like the feast for a starving man… he definitely felt like curling his hands around her hips and pulling her ass to the edge of the desk for easier access.

Before, he wasn't a fan of oral sex – especially since Mara wasn't interested in… returning the favor – but with Senri… he insanely quickly figured out that with him – her – everything was far, far more superior than anything else he ever experienced and this was no different. Not only because she tasted no unlike the sin she looked like, but even more because of how soon she downright sang his name – and how her pleasure drowned his senses, spiking his need to utterly uncharted heights… He was instantly, painfully addicted, enough said.

Drunk on her breathless whines and rumbling purrs and intoxicated on her sweet scent, he drank into her greedily until numb with bliss, his lover sank onto the surface under her, only weakly mewling his name, and that was just… too much. The sight she made like that – and the sounds she uttered between ragged breaths – and he couldn't help but take her, climbing to his feet while keeping her legs around his shoulders. Nearly folding her in half on top of his desk, he nearly came on the sensation alone as he slammed inside her heat, whimpering breathlessly when Senri pulled him on top of her and wrapped her arms around his head, her tail about his lower back and chanted his name over and over as he hooked his hand on the edge of the desk behind her head and set to fuck her almost brutally.

Honestly, he barely lasted until she came, screaming his name, and wrapping around him tight like a vice, making resisting the pressure impossible. And pretty much mindless with the strength of his release, he didn't quite register when she somewhat awkwardly pushed him off before the high faded, if he didn't definitely choke on a surprised groan when a mere moment later, he found himself pinned against the desk face first by a much bigger, muscular frame of his lover's male form.

"See… Isn't it fun, babe?" his lover chortled against his neck, and before he could even gather enough brain power to comprehend… Senri gleefully tore his world apart, fucking him into oblivion until he turned into nothing more than a heap of trembling, downright too blissed-out muscles and wasn't even exactly sure what happened.

The only thing he knew after that experience...? Well, his desk was definitely no longer 'off limits'….

Elevator

Senri swiftly learned to use the mix of clues hidden in between his lover's feelings and spikes in his delicious scent to discern the moments when despite his bashfulness, his attention would be welcome. If he would admit that he was a tad surprised to be downright assaulted by those marks when one evening they were returning to his mate's apartment and on the way up after the last other passenger left the cabin, his cute Raha's wondrous scent suddenly spiked.

Another obvious by then clue was the adorable blush and the way that this lover suddenly grew impossibly interested in the pattern of the carpet spread on the floor of the cabin, refusing to look up.

Instantly feeling a near-painful pang of arousal at what those hints suggested, Senri moved behind his cute Raha and, setting a tender kiss on his heated cheek, snuck his hand under the hem of his t-shirt, resting his palm on the redhead's abdomen and delicately pushing his fingertips only under the waistband of his pants.

"Babe..." he breathed against his lover's ear, pressing his body to his back just enough to let him feel the effect of his downright intoxicating scent and purred teasingly when his mate muttered something incoherent under his breath but near-noticeably leaned harder into his frame, letting the back of his head fall against the shapeshifter's chest. With the elevator walls being very much mirror-like, he had a clear view of the lovely, darkening blush on his lover's face and the way his scent grew even thicker with that distinctive, sweeter notes... Senri swallowed a mouthful of saliva, closing his eyes briefly and praying for self-control as it was surely beyond painfully tested!

He wrapped his free hand over Raha's throat, and his ears twitched at the delicious, barely there moan that slipped his lover's plush lips. Possessively coiling his tail around the male, he let his other hand slip deeper under the material of his pants, growling into his ear at how deliciously hard his fingers found his heated flesh. He covered his mate's cock with his palm and teasingly brushed his fingertips against his balls, putting a slight pressure over the flesh, grinning when Raha groaned weakly and rolled his hips, slightly rutting into his hand.

He barely registered when his mate stretched out his hand and pressed one of the buttons on the panel near the door, though he felt the cabin stop. Looking at the reflection of his lover's face in one of the mirror-like walls, he tightened his grip slightly around his throat, electing another quiet but lovely moan.

"You're so pretty like this, babe," he whispered into Raha's ear and, with delight, saw his blush grow darker. "Just look, Raha, how well you fit in my arms," he added with a blissed-out purr, with scarcely a thought making their clothes disintegrate just as the dark-red lashes fluttered open. Meeting his gaze in the surface of the mirror, Senri purposefully flashed his fangs in a cheeky grin as he covered his fingers with a lubricant and pushed his hand deeper between his lover's legs, at the same time shoving him toward the wall until Raha had to brace his hands on the mirror-like surface. His face flushed so dark it well matched his fiery hair, yet instead of balking, his cute mate bit his lower lip and gasped while Senri pressed tight against his back, nipping on his mark on his skin.

The next lovely sound - a breathless whimper - that left his mate's throat as the brunette pushed his finger inside him was not unlike a drug, making him crave more instantly. And to sate that need, he soon pumped his fingers into his heated body while whispering into his lover's human ear a litany of promises of all the wonderfully sinful ways he wanted to claim him. By the time the grip of his flesh grew relaxed enough, he was whimpering no less than in heat, drunk on all the lewd ideas filling his head up to a brim, his imagination ignited with every delicious spike of his lover's spicy scent and every single gasp and whine leaving his mate's lips.

Finally, he couldn't help but take him, sinfully and painfully slowly burying his far, far too aroused dick in the scalding heat of his lover's body, covering his mouth with his hand despite loving how Raha downright meowed his name. When the delicious curve of his mate's ass pressed tight against his pelvis, Senri chuckled breathlessly and, resting his hands on the surface of the mirror around his lover, pushed back to the full length of his arms while keeping his cock buried deep, deep into his lover's flesh.

"Look, babe," he rasped a temptation, seeing his adorably bashful mate squeeze his eyes shut again, panting harshly as his hands - rolled in fists - shook on the surface near his hands. He pulled out an inch, then ground into his lover's body with intent, soon setting a maddening rhythm of tiny strokes, well matched by his mate's gasps and choked moans. By the way Raha pushed back against him, uncertain and so adorably embarrassed at first, but soon - as the pressure mounted, no doubt - with increasingly obvious impatience. Desperation, even, but Senri kept the movement of his body carefully languish and teasing. "Just look..." he whispered, closing his right hand on his lover's hip and letting his tail wrap around the redhead's abdomen.

With fascination observing the mix of pleasure, frustration, and embarrassment on his mate's gorgeous face, he crooned victoriously when carefully shielded by thick lashes eyes flashed again then widened impossibly, getting stuck on the image he made like this: gorgeously debauched and so beautifully claimed. And to reward his mate's daring and compliance, Senri purred his name repeatedly as he sped up and made sure to let his cock rub inside him just the right way to make his redhead soon mewl his name in choked whines. But now, not taking his eyes off their reflection, and watching himself get fucked, soon his embarrassment seemed to melt away, and Senri was no less blown away as his lover shuddered and, with a litany of gasps and moans, begged for more.

Leaving him bracing against the wall, he curled both hands around his lover's hips and, pulling him back harder, kicked his feet wider apart. Staring with no less fascination at their image, he set to fuck him harder, pulling nearly all the way out and sinking into him up to the hilt with a rough snap of his hips. Mere few strokes in his mate came with a downright deafening round of gasped moans, shaking in his grip as his insides spasmed around his cock. Purring praises, Senri slowed down to let him catch his breath, with awe watching the beauty of his lover's blissed-out expression. Tightening his tail around him, he rutted into him slowly until his mate started to roll back against him again, groaning quietly in a matching rhythm.

Watching, the whole time, as Senri claimed him.

As the pressure grew, so did the rhythm, and soon the shapeshifter couldn't help himself but speed up, pulling and pushing his mate's body harder and harder against his thrusts. Drunk on their mixed scents and mesmerized by the sight of his dick sliding in and out of his lover's body, he merely lasted until Raha came once more, whining his name and setting him off into one of the very most intense orgasms of his life. Pushing deep into his redhead's body, he reflexively wrapped his arms around him securely, pulling him tight against his chest in a mere moment before his cock knotted. And a good thing, too, because while he downright mewled in overstimulation, Raha trashed, near weeping, as his body came again and again, all the way until the knot released its too-intense pressure.

Utterly limp in his arms and merely gasping raggedly, his redheaded mate muttered an incoherent complaint when Senri chuckled breathlessly, wrapping his hand around his jaw and turning his face back to the wall.

"See, babe..." he purred into his ear, watching another fiery blush bloom on his face as their eyes met in reflection. "...you were made for me, Raha. Born to come apart in my arms, love..."

"God, S-Sen... you're a menace..." his lover breathed and closed his eyes. Senri didn't mind, laughing quietly as he made a mental note to create and set mirrors inside their lair in strategic places.

Park

There was a quite big park near his apartment complex that, even before his shapeshifter turned his life upside down, was one of Raha's favorite places in the city.

Often, especially whenever he was struggling with whatever chapter he was working on at the time, he would find himself down to it, and with either a notebook or just his phone, he would settle on one of the benches or under a tree, and feel strangely soothed.

He would often sit or walk about the pawed pathways, simply looking at the passersby, catching himself wondering or guessing who they were and what drew them to the same place. Even more often serving for his inspiration, hopefully, unaware of his observations, he didn't think of that habit too much.

For obvious reasons, his trips took place mostly during the day, but with the sensation of safety his lover seemed to exhume effortlessly, he swiftly found himself quite enamored with the place at night, too.

Growing increasingly secure in their relationship, Senri finally admitted that occasionally he found the containment of their 'lair' stifling, especially with the size of Raha's apartment… as compared to his mate's true form. Finding compromise in the open space of the park, they quickly decided to lock the moments of Senri stretching his paws – literally – to the nights since his appearance in that particular form caused quite an annoying commotion during the days.

Surprisingly – for Raha, anyway – it was not pets that found the issue with the presence of the massive, feline beast – but more so, obviously, humans. Dogs and even occasionally cats seemed downright drawn to Senri no matter the form he took at the time, as if recognizing him rather as the protector than a predator, opposite to their two-legged caregivers.

Not that he didn't understand that, too, considering that his lover's true form – if one was faced with it without a proper mindset – could be truly terrifying. Massive already in his humanoid form, the 'beast' Senri on all fours looked nearly twice the size of a lion or a panther – which mix his appearance was somewhat reminiscent of. Covered in a thick coat of ink-black fur and with a long, fluffy tail when sprawled lazily in one of the patches of the thicker grass, he served as an extremely comfortable pillow – if the passerby scrambled away at the mere sight of the feline.

He figured with some amusement that having the knowledge of the shapeshifters' existence was one thing, being faced with one… another thing entirely. Especially after their only one trip to the park during the day, they had cops being called in on them – and the mix of terror and fascination on the policemen's faces when Senri spoke up from his far too-toothy muzzle, arguing his right to use public space.

Well… he wasn't surprised when the man scrambled, as few would be brave enough to argue against that, even if unaware of his lover's unique status among his kindred. But for the citizens' sensibilities, they switched their 'walks' down to the nights, and one such occasion almost ended badly.

Though Raha discovered that he didn't quite understand before… certain things.

It started innocently enough: when his lover in his true form disappeared among the trees, chasing an especially interesting scent, Raha settled down on one of the benches under the streetlight and, resting his elbows on his knees, focused on his phone, tapping away notes for his latest chapter without a care in the world.

Stupid, yeah… but he was so consumed by it that he didn't register a group of three men – very clearly intoxicated – approach him until one of them unceremoniously grabbed the phone out of his hands with a laugh.

"Thanks, pal," the man waved it toward him when Raha startled, staring after him with more shock than offense and, funnily enough: more worried if the file saves across devices than about the phone itself. Seeing the size and state of the men, he wasn't stupid enough to pick a fight over it, anyway, treating it as more of a lesson in his stupidity than a hill worth dying on…

…until an unfamiliar man stood up from the next bench over that the group of intoxicating men neared and pointedly stopped them.

"I would really give it back if I were you," the stranger said toward the drunk thief, waving his hand back toward Raha, who frowned at the man with confusion, leaning back against the backrest of the bench. He was sure he never saw him before, for one, and didn't even remember that particular bench being taken when they arrived either. The man was tall and quite muscular, with blonde hair that nearly shone in the light of the streetlight above them, and though it was too shaded to say for sure, his eye color seemed quite dark. Smiling pleasantly enough, he shoved his hands in the pockets of his dark coat and slightly bounced on his heels when the three men semi-surrounded him, clearly taking offense to the intervention.

"…or what?" the man who took his phone growled at the blonde, waving the device between them like a lure. "None of your business, asshole."

"True," the man agreed with a bright grin, then pulled his hand out of the pocket and waved it to the side toward the towering tree. "But as the law-abiding citizen, I feel like I have to warn you, asshole, that you're about to meet a very, very painful end…" he trailed off meaningfully. He didn't have to finish, really, as the sight of a massive, ink-black feline with its uncannily pale eyes focused on the phone in the thief's hand was enough of an explanation (for Raha, anyway). The three men seemed too drunk to realize, however, if the terror on their faces was obvious, and considering Senri's aggressive stance and matching snarl when he was spotted, the redhead didn't really blame them.

"What the fuck is that…?" gasped one of the thief's companions, visibly backing away while others looked frozen in terror.

"That, pal, is a very pissed-off shapeshifter about to chew you out for taking his lover's possession," the blonde man explained kindly, using their distraction to dexterously pick the said device out of the thief's hand. "Now scram, and in your shoes, I would be quick about it."

He didn't have to repeat, especially when Senri chose that moment to move forward, making the man scream and dart away, quickly disappearing among the paths. Raha stared after them for a moment before turning his eyes toward the stranger when the blonde neared him slowly and then stretched out his hand with the phone, but visibly keeping a safe distance between them.

"Here you go… and next time, I would pay more attention," the man said, and he blinked, taking the device and tilting his head curiously at the man.

"Thanks… Do I know you…?" he asked hesitantly.

"Nah, but I know your boyfriend," he replied with a grin, pointing toward the massive feline when it neared them lazily, staring at the man with a sort of funny expression on its muzzle. "Hey, Sen, didn't know you found yourself a human to coddle."

"Hey, Gabe," his lover replied without Shifting, sitting back on its hinder paws and funnily waving his long tail with obvious enthusiasm. "He's my mate, but thanks for stepping in… Don't think I could stop myself from tearing them to shreds. You were passing by…?"

"Mhmm," the man chuckled, looking between them as he shoved his hands in the pockets of his long coat again. "You're going to introduce me, then…?"

"Ah, sorry…" Senri laughed, then Shifted to his humanoid form and stretched lazily before he dropped to the bench next to the redhead, wrapping his arm around his shoulders. "Raha, this is Gabriel, one of the friends of my Clan. Gabe, this is Raha, my human mate," stated proudly, making him flush involuntarily.

"Nice to meet you," he said, smiling at the man somewhat hesitantly.

"Likewise," the blonde nodded toward him, then grinned at the shapeshifter. "I gotta go, but pass my best wishes to Ares, hm? About him, I heard that he found himself a mate. Everyone's abuzz about that, too…"

"I imagine…" Senri sighed, stretching his legs in front of him and crossing his ankles – at least this time, thoughtful enough to cover himself in clothes while Shifting. "How's your sister these days…? Still with that asshole of hers?"

"Of course!" the man laughed, bouncing on his heels before nodding and walking off. "See ya around, Sen, take care."

"Same to you, and visit the Clan, would ya? Kits missing their favorite 'uncle'!" Senri called after him, and the man laughed again, waving his hand over his shoulder without turning around.

"Who is that…?" Raha whispered, leaning toward his lover while still staring after the man until he turned into one of the paths and soon disappeared. Turning his phone between his hands, he turned his eyes toward his shapeshifter and narrowed them at the weird smirk on Senri's beautiful face. "…huh?"

"…I'm not sure if you're ready to hear the answer to that, babe," his boyfriend chuckled, smoothing his hand over his shoulder lazily. Mulling that over, he froze briefly, blinking rapidly as his lover's smirk widened into his silly grin.

"He… isn't a shapeshifter…?" he muttered, staring between his male's amused pale eyes and the spot where the man disappeared in.

"Nope," Senri replied, then wrapped his free hand around his jaw, brushing his thumb over his lower lip. "He's a Pyre. Ares met him – and his sister, Roxy – when I was a kit, babe, and brought them to our lair. Gabe has a knack for entertaining the kits, I promise you that, and since then, they visit occasionally whenever in the area."

"Wait… when you were a kit…? And what is a 'Pyre'?" he frowned, shoving his phone inside the pocket of his pants, then turned sideways, still blushing embarrassingly as he swung his legs over his lover's lap, wrapping his arms around his waist and curling into his heated side.

"Ah…" Senri chuckled, tightening his grip around him and tilting his head to brush his lips against the corner of his mouth. "I think humans recognize his kind as 'vampire,' babe, but Pyre is the correct name… Don't ask me where did they pulled the 'vamp' part from…."

Raha froze, and his jaw dropped in his boyfriend's loose grip. He barely minded when his lover snickered at his expression before letting that hand curl about his neck, pulling him into a deep, deliciously soothing kiss, vibrating with his shapeshifter's rumbling purrs. Enjoying the sensation, he soon relaxed almost involuntarily, shoving his hand into his lover's longish, ink-black hair and massaging his sensitive ear delicately as he drowned in the fever of his addictive flavor.

Inevitably, really, soon the kiss grew increasingly heated and hungry as his whole body throbbed with need, and his world narrowed down to the mesmerizing push and pull of their tongues. Feeding him with a delicious mix of purrs and his intoxicatingly sweet scent, the redhead didn't protest as he probably should when his mate's big hand pushed between his legs, semi-curling over his clad crotch and flexing over the far too interested in it flesh. Gasping at the sensation, he pulled back from the kiss with an almost pained hiss, tightening his hand into a fist in black strands when without missing a beat, Senri trailed his mouth along his jaw and down his throat, spreading sharp bites with downright insistent purrs as his hand tightened and relaxed over his dick.

Hiding his flaming face against his lover's shoulder, he shifted slightly with a moan, parting his legs in Senri's lap and using that silent permission to perfection, his male growled praise before biting him. And feeling his fangs dig into his skin… Raha groaned weakly, biting him in turn to stifle his embarrassingly needy sounds. Only feeling his mate's fingers manipulate the zipper of his pants he pulled back with a quiet laugh, then wrapped his hand around his lover's wrist.

"Not here," he whispered breathlessly and meant it… until his shameless beast growled impatiently and shoved his legs off his lap. Pulling but a breath from his bite, Raha gasped when his mate Shifted and his hand, still in fur-like strands, clenched involuntarily when they became much, much longer. With a swift pounce, his lap was full of an unbearably gorgeous female brunette that, with a playful giggle, wrapped her arm around his neck while her other hand pushed between their bodies and went back to his zipper. 'His' pants exchanged for 'her' skirt, loose enough to cover Raha's waist, he merely groaned weakly when Senri unceremoniously impaled herself on his flesh, then wrapped both arms around his neck, attempting to devour him alive and fed him her delighted purrs when he couldn't help but push his hands under the material of her skirt, curling his hands possessively around her perfect behind.

Grounding onto his flesh with small rolls of her hips, she pulled back a breath, nipping on his lips while he fought to catch his breath, soon involuntarily pushing and pulling on her hips in a matching rhythm as his senses drowned in the bliss and heat of her tight flesh surrounding his cock.

"Any place, any time, and any way you'll want me, babe," she whispered right into his ear, and he gasped when Senri shifted and soon bounced on his dick eagerly, purring into his ear insistently. "You're mine, as I am yours, Raha," she added, then took his lips into another deliciously hungry kiss, swallowing down his sounds and filling his mouth with her moans and purrs. And as always, soon he was far too lost in her heat and in the mix of pleasure and lust pouring over his senses to care about anything as silly as decency or shame until she peaked, whimpering against his lips, and his world exploded with colors, flooding his body with a mind-numbing bliss. "Now and for always," Senri purred, raining sweet, affectionate kisses all over his face as they sagged into a boneless heap against the backrest of the bench, and with effort, Raha wrapped his arms around her tightly, still blushing even as he relished in her ministrations.

"Always," he finally managed after catching his breath, then stopped her by wrapping his hand around her neck as his gaze drowned in the depths of unbridled devotion in her ice-blue eyes – unchanged no matter his lover's form – and his lovesick heart stuttered helplessly. "Love you, Sen."

"Love you, too, my cute mate," she replied with a giggle, curling her hands around his cheeks, then placed a nearly reverent kiss on his lips. "And another one off my list."

"Huh?" he murmured with confusion.

"I'll tell you someday," she snickered, then sent his senses reeling with another sweet but heated kiss, if amusement in her pale eyes was hard to miss… not that he minded it, though…

"There… happy now…?"

"Deliriously! Aww, you're as red as your eyes, babe."

"Just… get on with it, hm? 'PDA' next."

"Public displays of affection,' yes, and it's another fun one, too!"

"God, you're just using it as an excuse to make me write smut, aren't you, Sen?"

"Me…? Nah, never! It's a serious guide, Raha! And admit… at least freaking out over it, you're not thinking as much about your upcoming audience, right? So: two birds with one stone and all of that."

"Well… that's true. But it's coming closer, huh? Both the end of your guide and the… audience…"

"Now, now… let's go for a walk, hm? I can use stretching my paws and it looks like its going to be a lovely, warm night."

"Ah, okay… sounds good. Anything you want to add before I post it…?"

"Maybe just: being flexible, in more ways than one, pays."

"…that's the take away from this…?"

"Yup, and I'm going to stick with that! Now… chop, chop, babe, till night is young!"

"You're really a silly cat, Sen. Okay, and guys… just in case you're curious, since then, we did meet Gabriel again and I have to tell you…"

"Raha, hurry up…!"

"Coming! *whisper* do ask Senri WHY Pyres' are so good at entertaining Miqo'te kits… because the answer is quite hilarious! See ya in the next one, while I go walk out my silly cat as he demands."