Summary: Frankenstein finishes work and wants to relax.
Muzaka never left verse.
Inspired by this post: icka-notes tumblr com / post / 636375370491478016
Collection of Frankenstein/Muzaka Snippets
By Dark Ice Dragon
Chase
Frankenstein exhaled as he shut down his computer. Finally. The day had been long, needing multiple meetings in different countries, and Frankenstein took off his glasses, squeezing his eyes shut. Yes, he had enhanced healing, but that didn't do much for eye strain.
He had been sitting for far too long.
His mind drifted as he put his glasses away. Well, he could do that to relax.
He would need to change first though.
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Muzaka was in his room when Frankenstein found him, tinkering with the new camera design he was working on.
"Hey," Frankenstein said, resting his hand on Muzaka's shoulder, kissing his temple.
"You done for the night?" Muzaka said with a chuckle, sliding an arm around Frankenstein's waist.
"Yes, even they did want to see the report as soon as possible," Frankenstein groused. Even he had limits for how long he could sit and talk with people. He could finish it off in the morning.
"Mm, so what're you gonna do now?"
"Well," Frankenstein said, smiling, "I was wondering if you wanted to chase?"
His smile turned into a smirk when Muzaka's hand tightened at his hip, Muzaka's eyes widening and nostrils flaring. Yes, werewolves seemed to have a high prey drive, and after a day of inactivity, a run would certainly do Frankenstein good.
"Give me ten minutes, all right?" he said, kissing Muzaka's temple again. That would give him enough time to put his shoes and have a bit of a lead. It wouldn't be fun if Muzaka caught him straight away, after all.
Muzaka growled low in his throat, nodding as he fished into his pocket for his phone, setting the timer.
Frankenstein dashed out of the room, hopping over the banister and to where they kept their shoes. He could already feel Muzaka's aura flickering above him, making him grin hard. It seemed Muzaka needed the release as much as he did.
Putting his shoes on took a slow minute and Frankenstein was out the door, jumping to the rooftops, the wind and fresh air feeling amazing after spending so much time inside.
Now he just had to put as much distance as he could between him and Muzaka.
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Running in the city had too much chance of being seen by someone, so Frankenstein aimed for the islands off the mainland.
Frankenstein laughed, Muzaka's aura nipping at his heels as he scrambled over the sandy beach, Muzaka seconds behind him. He couldn't match Muzaka's speed and Muzaka had caught up to him in the open stretch of water to the island, but he might be able to create a distance in the dense trees.
Jumping between the tree branches was a test of split second reactions, trunks whizzing by Frankenstein's face by mere centimetres as he twisted out of the way, hand snapping out to grab a branch to swing in a different direction.
His plan was working, Muzaka not gaining ground as fast as he used to.
But as much as Frankenstein had enhanced himself, he was still human, and he could feel his strength flagging.
He hissed when his grip slipped, his hand slick with sweat.
Before he could recover, or even attempt to, Muzaka slammed into his back, arms wrapped around his waist.
They tumbled in the air, rolling when they landed. Muzaka's hold on him loosened enough that Frankenstein scrambled to his feet. As he tried to recover his breath, Muzaka swept his legs out from under him.
"Oof!"
Muzaka was on him as soon as he hit the ground, pinning him with his hands at Frankenstein's shoulders.
Frankenstein laughed, tilting his head back as Muzaka bit his neck, growling. The bite wasn't hard enough to break skin, though it would bruise for a second.
"Yes, yes, you caught me," Frankenstein said breathlessly, Muzaka's growl thrumming through his entire body.
Muzaka continued growling softly, though as each second passed, he relaxed more and more, no longer pinning Frankenstein.
Muzaka let go of Frankenstein's neck, nuzzling where he'd bitten, making Frankenstein smile as he wrapped his arms around Muzaka, regaining his breath.
Yes, they'd both needed the chase.
