“Ugh, delivery Mexican? No. Absolutely not.” He rolled out of bed, arms and legs everywhere, and straightened with a stretch. “You don’t want to go out to eat, that’s fine, but no on the delivery Mexican.” He made a yucky noise.
“You…want to go out with me?” He visibly hesitated and gazed over with wide eyes, genuinely pondering it over as he tried not to get distracted by his boyfriend’s body. “I’d like that.”
“Isaac,” Summer sighed. “It’s just lunch. We’re just going to nip out for a bite to eat and hang out outside the house a little.” He reached out at patted the werewolf’s shoulder. “You don’t have to make it something special every time, you know.”
“Mexican. I’ve got a craving for cheese dip.” Summer pushed gently at Isaac. “But we’re going to have to take another shower, and you’ll have to lend me some clothes. I don’t think anything I own is going to fit me anymore … “
“That’s okay — how about I phone and place an order while you shower?” He scooted away obediently and sat back on his knees, not all bothered about getting dressed just yet as he awaited his boyfriend’s response.
“Ugh, delivery Mexican? No. Absolutely not.” He rolled out of bed, arms and legs everywhere, and straightened with a stretch. “You don’t want to go out to eat, that’s fine, but no on the delivery Mexican.” He made a yucky noise.
The empath stroked the werewolf’s hair, easing fingers through the curls. “Shhh,” he repeated. “I don’t want to eat you up, then I wouldn’t have you anymore.”
“I love you so much, Summer,” he breathed out, relaxing slowly at the gentle caresses as fingers lightly threaded in his hair, and he pressed a kiss to the inside of his boyfriend’s wrist. “You’ll always have me, I promise.”
“Does that mean we can eat? Because I’m quite sure that being with you doesn’t make my stomach gnaw, and it’s gnawing.”
“Isaac!” Summer reached out and grabbed his hands, heedless of the claws. “Shhh. Don’t do that.” He bit his tongue on the next thought — I will fight you if you force me, especially like this. Reaching up, he cupped Isaac’s cheek. “No more right now. I’ll stop teasing you. Anyway I’m hungry,” he offered a smile, “and I can’t eat you.”
He stilled immediately at the contact, fangs and claws shrinking until a pair of wide and sad human eyes regarded Summer’s. “I’m so sorry…” He croaked out and moved gently, slowly, burying his face in the crook of his boyfriend’s neck, shivering as he pressed a kiss to his skin. “You could try,” he added on in an attempt to lighten the mood, blunt nails caressing the other male’s sides.
The empath stroked the werewolf’s hair, easing fingers through the curls. “Shhh,” he repeated. “I don’t want to eat you up, then I wouldn’t have you anymore.”
Summer exaggerated his expression even more, eyebrows rising and biting at his lip. “Yes?”
“You’re going to make me want to take you again and you have to be sore…I…oh, Summer…” He clenched his jaw and whimpered, lowering his head as the wolf took over and his claws elongated, scratching at the bed-sheets. “I can’t control it right now…”
“Isaac!” Summer reached out and grabbed his hands, heedless of the claws. “Shhh. Don’t do that.” He bit his tongue on the next thought — I will fight you if you force me, especially like this. Reaching up, he cupped Isaac’s cheek. “No more right now. I’ll stop teasing you. Anyway I’m hungry,” he offered a smile, “and I can’t eat you.”
She laughed against his skin, leaving more delicate kisses. “Why, Isaac, is it so sudden? After saying that you don’t want to see anyone else, after coming here and fighting for me, this is sudden?” She nipped at him. “Tell me more of these scenarios. What did you think of doing?”
He shifted beneath her, purring at the caress of kisses as he shook his head. “Not so sudden, really, but it just seems to have grown stronger since we were reunited…” he admitted shamelessly, cheeks burning a brighter shade of crimson as he arched up into her lips. “Making you cry out so loudly with delight that the whole Kingdom knows exactly what I’m doing to you.”
“What else?” she breathed, stretching out beside him with her head perched on one arm. Delicately she traced patterns on his skin with her free hand.
The redhead widened his eyes, a transparent expression of innocence crossing his face. “Noooo … it must be pretty good for you to look like /that/ though.”
He whimpered and focused every bit of self-restraint on not wolfing out then, eyes flashing between their usual blue and the golden yellow. “S-Summer…” he whispered in a playful warning tone, licking at his lips.
Summer exaggerated his expression even more, eyebrows rising and biting at his lip. “Yes?”
“Yes,” she breathed, laying gentle kisses up his torso. “Tell me everything.”
“When you were gone, I allowed myself to picture us together, in our little home, in the meadow, everywhere we’d been together. But then, on occasion, I found my mind wandering, conjuring up scenarios that I wasn’t aware that I was capable of.” He moaned and writhed beneath her, goosebumps rising as her lips brushed across his skin. “And now that we’re together again, I want to put those images, some if not all of them, into practice. I want to take you apart with my fingers and my tongue first, before sliding into you, making you mine…and I really hope that you don’t mind the sudden return of my possessive nature?”
She laughed against his skin, leaving more delicate kisses. “Why, Isaac, is it so sudden? After saying that you don’t want to see anyone else, after coming here and fighting for me, this is sudden?” She nipped at him. “Tell me more of these scenarios. What did you think of doing?”
“Oh, you guess! Well. If you aren’t sure, I don’t know … maybe we need to find out how to make you sure.” Summer stretched out, arching and curving his body deliberately.
Isaac stilled, licking at his parted lips as his breath hitched, nostrils quivering as he inhaled the other male’s scent, a low whine escaping him. “Do you have any idea how good you look right now…?” he breathed out huskily, trying not to get aroused again and failing rather spectacularly.
The redhead widened his eyes, a transparent expression of innocence crossing his face. “Noooo … it must be pretty good for you to look like /that/ though.”
“Only if you promise not to tease me again,” Summer murmured wickedly. “Another session like that might kill me. I can’t keep up with your stamina.”
“I’m sure I should be able to restrain myself,” he teased with a crooked smile and leaned down to kiss him on the lips, his entire expression softening as he chuckled. “Yeah? I just can’t help it, when I’m around you, I guess?”
“Oh, you guess! Well. If you aren’t sure, I don’t know … maybe we need to find out how to make you sure.” Summer stretched out, arching and curving his body deliberately.