One With The Pack [Werewolf, Literate, Yaoi.]

[Aartsengel_Zerachiel]

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He was exiting the bathroom, now clean and spotless, when Lex exited Alec’s room. He watched the Alpha’s tense movements cautiously. Whatever had gone on in the room wasn’t a good thing. Adding further to his worry was being told that he could go in. Usually after a fight everyone just ignored each other for a few hours before returning to some semblance of normalcy. There were really only two things that could have happened to lead to being told he could go in. One, Lex had killed Alec and Desmond had to clean up the body. Since there hadn’t been any ominous sounds from the room, that was unlikely. Second, Alec had asked to speak to Desmond personally.

Desmond was almost dreading this. He drew it out, fetching the usual care kit he gave Alec after a night full of drinking, injury, and stupidity. Once outside the closed door he took a deep breath and knocked. He didn’t wait for a reply though, he wasn’t even sure he’d get one. For all he knew Alec had passed out in the time between Lex leaving and his arrival.

He set a glass of water, two aspirin, and a few crackers where Alec could find them in the morning when his hangover kicked in. He also placed an empty pail near the bed in case Alec needed to puke at any point and couldn’t make it to the bathroom.

Finally he straightened up, looked at Alec, and sighed. Desmond had been doing that a lot today. If one didn’t know better one would think that was the only way he knew to express himself with. His mismatched eyes held sympathy and he instinctually brushed some hair behind Alec’s ear. “You wanted to see me?” He asked quietly.

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[oPull_the_Trigger0]

During the cleaning and the pep talk and the heart to ******** heart, Liam had said '******** it' and crawled into bed.

Liam didn't like getting angry. Again, it came with the job. But not like this. When the pack first had to adjust to the death and destruction of their family members, things were great. The trauma was fresh in their minds. They trusted not a soul but each other. Slowly though, that night's memory was beginning to fade. Especially to the younger members of the pack. Not him of course. And not Lex. They were on the front lines. Liam stood by his own father the whole time. Even when his mother had fallen. And when his father finally went down, he held his last request. Save everyone he could and get out of there.

It wasn't nice to live in fear. It wasn't nice to think EVERY human around you might know or might be suspicious of you. But, in all honesty, he preferred that over this. It was better to live in fear than to not fear anything at all. That's what happened to the pack before. They got too comfortable. They got too friendly. Trusted one to many who said they would never tell and who said that their secret was safe. He'd heard it all. None of those things were ever true.

Coty was young, and even younger when it happened. But Alec? Alec wasn't that young at all. In fact, he even tried to help fight before he chased him into hiding where he had put the others. Why was he being so careless?

Come to think of it though, a lot of things about Alec were weird. He use to stay home all the time. Hell, even Lex could stand him more than five minutes. In fact, those two use to be really close. Close enough that when they did play fight, he found himself glaring and snarling every once in a while from either jealousy or annoyance.

The knock on the door brought him back to the situation at hand, shaking his head . He was sitting up in the bed, back against the headboard and sheets about his waist. ''Come in Lex..'' He knew that knock. Knew the sound of his steps. Tired, yellow eyes went up to the door, a very stoic look upon his face.

[Velvet Drops]

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One Week, seven days that was how long he'd been away from home. Seven Long hard days working on a building that he'd probably never be allowed passed security in. Then again he didn't really care his part of the job as over and he could get back to his life. His family. His home.

It was probably being barely held together, despite how much faith he had in the crowd that lived in his home, it was hard to keep anything nice around for long. Sure the main house keeper, Ato did his best and Tameron tried to fill in when at all possible to keep the place looking nice and to keep curious eyes from looking too deep under the surface.

He was momentarily distracted at a red light which caused the drivers behind him to honk their horns to get him to move. He shook himself from his thoughts of home and pressed the gas. The completely rebuilt and refinished, shiny black `67 Impala purred to life like a happy kitten and he moved down the suburban street. The house he'd come to love along with the people who lived in that house was down this road. Surrounded by similar looking houses he picked out the Packs houses and maneuvered into the driveway that slipped around the house where the car, was then enveloped by a clean organized garage that house a couple of other vehicles. All of them pack members'.

Getting out of the car he ran a hand through his hair brushing it behind his shoulder as he headed for the back door. Slipping into the house quietly in steel toed work boots ragged jeans straight legged jeans and a dusty white muscle shirt. tameron could feel the tension that seemed to ooze out of every orifice within the building. "Hello!?" he called out moving from the back door down the hall, his clunky work boots hardly making a sound on the hard wood floor. "I'm home!~" he called out this time walking down the hall. He stored his boots in the hall closet and moved barefoot further into he house.

The smells, blood cleaner, the other pack members ad tension drifted and whirled around his head like a twister as he swiveled his head back and forth trying to hear what was up. Someone was outside and a number of people where outside. Not sure really what to do he decided that maybe it would be best to head to his room change into clean clothing and then play ear piece to whoever wanted to talk.


Tameron
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Hot Blooded!
Check it and See!

[Exacerbation]

When Desmond entered, Alec had even managed to sit up against his headboard, looking a little haggard but no worse for wear. He'd probably need to sleep all of the following day and then get started with his clean-up. However, for the time being, he had to talk to Desmond.

Seeing him always made Alec feel better, especially when the male had his 'Alec-care-kit' in tow. Every time he saw Desmond, always willing to put Alec's pieces back together, it made him feel a little less stressed, as if no matter what he'd done, it'd be alright, because Desmond was there to make it all better.

"Sit?" He asked, patting the bed next to him. Granted, because of his size, Alec took up most of the bed itself, but there was definitely room for the older male to take a seat next to him. With the wounds having dried, Alec was almost back to looking his usual handsome self.

Alec allowed his lupine ears out to breathe, which were golden as always. He hadn't dyed his fur in quite some time, and as such was back to his usual golden hue. The ears flicked with anticipation as they always did whenever Desmond was nearby, and when Desmond sat next to him, Alec wasted no time in cuddling as close as he could, resting his cheek on Desmond's shoulder.

"You're always there to save me, you know that?" He asked rhetorically, idly resting a hand on Desmond's leg. "All I ever do is make stuff worse, huh?" It was more of a joking statement than anything else, but it was still quite true.

"I'm not gonna get in any more trouble. Not that kind of trouble, at least." He amended, knowing that he'd definitely get in trouble again. It just wouldn't be anything quite as bad. Alec's ears flicked again, and the tip of one brushed against Desmond's neck affectionately.

"I wanted to ask you why you always save me." Alec was nothing if not blunt. "I mean, it just gets you in worse and worse trouble. How come you're always lookin' out for me?" It was such a grand testament to Alec's overall oblivious nature. He was probably the only male in the entire HOUSE unaware of the fact that Desmond was attracted to him. He'd just always assumed that Desmond was far too mature and well-put-together to ever have any interest in someone like Alec.

"Is it 'cuz I'm younger than you?" Alec seemed unfortunately and genuinely clueless.

[Karime Blackwing]

VINCENTBARRIS

Professor Keahi was an almost unbearably warm, glowing sort of person. In some people, that kind of happy, sweet energy could just be the most annoying damn thing. Like those types who are eternally happy and outgoing and constantly smiling. They were the sort that everyone was kind to, but only because they didn't have a viable excuse to punch them in the face like everyone secretly wanted to. But Keahi seemed to have a good balance of it. He certainly had that warm, good-vibes energy, but he wasn't the goofy grinning buffoon that everyone wanted an excuse to deck. From what Vincent could gather, he was more like the laid-back, easygoing type. Even his voice was slow and warm, like honey or some other sickly sweet warm substance. The words that that voice carried further confirmed his suspicions.
"Keahi's fine, man. I'm just a guest lecturer for this semester, so no need to, like, stand on ceremony. What can I help you with, dude?"

Dude? Dude? Did he seriously just call him dude? Who said that anymore? But aside from that, the fact that he dismissed the title of 'professor' said something. People really had to work for those titles, even temporary lecturers. Typically, people were quite clingy with said titles. After all, they'd worked for them. Strange was an understatement for this guy. But despite all of his odd habits and quirks, something about the man drew Vincent in. The longer he was close to him, talking to him, the more and more puzzling it became, as if the answer grew further away rather than closer. In short, Keahi raised more questions than answers.

Vincent tried to figure out exactly what the odd lecturer was thinking, but aside from his confused expression his student could gather no further information on it. He just seemed genuinely frazzled at the idea that he was familiar to his student. Vincent felt heat creep up and build underneath his collar, which he had the sudden urge to tug at, but resisted. He felt itchy all over, fidgety and uncomfortable. My, how much easier life would have been if he'd just ignored that vexing sensation. Maybe it was the constant stench of incense that seemed to cling to his professors clothes continually that were messing up his head. It was plausible, albeit far-fetched. Vincent didn't have much time to ponder it, as his teacher unexpectedly came up with an answer to Vinny's pointless question.
"Ha-ha! Hey, yeah, you're right! You live in my neighbourhood. That must be it."

Vinny blinked his wide eyes in surprise behind his thick rimmed glasses. Their neighborhood? Seriously? Vincent didn't have any idea that such was the case. Truth be told, despite the familiarity that he felt, he was quite sure that he'd never met nor seen this Keahi fellow before in his life. Asking if he knew him had been nothing more than a ploy to start up a conversation. So, naturally, this answer was startling.
"O-oh! Really? Is that it?" Too bad Tobi wasn't around. He would recognize anyone who lived within five miles of their house. "Wow, I never even knew. Small world, huh?" He laughed nervously, and immediately regretted it, hearing his own shrill voice in the air made him want to give himself a wedgie. Vincent tried to gather himself and say something intelligible. Hell, talking about the weather, even, if it would make him seem like less of an idiot. He watched Keahi tending to a giant furball in the shape of a rabbit, mildly surprised that it was there, since he's zoned out during the lecture. But he made sure not to have that ridiculous glazed look when Keahi spoke again, though his words were as startling as before.
"Since we're both headed that way, want to catch the bus with me? It'll save me waiting all by myself."

Well that wasn't weird. Didn't teachers normally try and avoid students outside of school? It was suspicious to see a teacher and a student out in each other's company, for various reasons. Sure he wasn't a minor or anything, but there were certain things which could land not only Keahi in trouble, but himself as well. Maybe he was new at this whole 'school' scene, and didn't know the social taboos. Or maybe he knew, but was too aloof to care. Before Vincent realized that his lips were moving he'd already blurted out,
"Sure. That sounds great, actually. My ride tends to take off without me." And beyond that, Vincent couldn't really do anything but smile. "Let's go." He turned quickly on his heel and started towards the door, trying to make himself stop blushing, despite knowing that it wasn't a manual reaction. Tobi was sure to freak out.

[[ooc - I am SO SORRRY!!! DDDx I'm not used to rps moving this fast, but that can't excuse my laziness. u_u; I'll do better in the future. I'm working on Ato next, but he'll probably take a while, since I have to read and catch up on what the rest of the pack is doing. Unless someone wants to pm me a recap. ;'D]]

[Aartsengel_Zerachiel]

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When Alec’s head rested against his bare shoulder, Desmond couldn’t resist playing with the hair at the back of Alec’s head. He almost laughed when Alec said he wouldn’t get in trouble any more. Trouble was attracted to the other man like two magnets. He wasn’t able to keep the smirk from his face though.

A barely suppressed shiver threatened to run down his spine when Alec’s ear flicked his neck. His breath caught in his throat at the question Alec had decided to ask. He’d never had to worry about it coming up before. Alec had always just accepted his behaviour and affections without question, happily oblivious. Taking a breath he opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, nothing coming out.

Swallowing he looked down at the blonde head resting against his shoulder. What should he tell Alec? He was drunk, and probably out of it. Would he even remember the conversation in the morning? He supposed the old adage was true. Honesty was the best policy. Taking another deep breath he began.

“I don’t do it because you’re younger than me. If that were the case I’d do the same thing for everyone younger than me. Lex and Liam would have killed me ages ago for it too.” He chuckled a little at his own comment, running his free hand through his hair. “I … I do it because I care for you. I care for you a lot.” His admittance of his long kept secret, if not at the full extent felt good. A weight was lifted off his shoulders.

Now he could only hope that Alec reacted favourably to his confession.

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[Exacerbation]

Wait... What?

Alec blinked. He had that adorable expression that just spoke of a little hamster running frantically on a wheel, trying to figure out exactly what was going on. Desmond actually had feelings for him. At first, Alec was confused, and then flattered... And then... Eager.

There was no reason for Alec to be awake, let alone reason for him to be romancing ANYTHING other than a bedsheet and a pillow... But he couldn't help himself. When Alec wanted to be romantic, Alec was romantic. Other present circumstances were all put onto the backburner, including blood loss.

"Desmond, c'mere." He requested, leaning his head up. Just as Desmond turned his head, he'd find his lips pressed softly against Alec's.

The kiss wasn't perfect, of course. It was just slightly off-target, messy, and lazy... But it had meaning to it. Alec had ******** a whole lot of humans over the past few months, but never had he been so comfortable. Never had a kiss been so enjoyable for Alec.

When he slowly pulled away, he found himself staring into Desmond's mismatched gaze with his own off-colored eyes. It seemed so perfect. When he partied with humans, Alec had been wearing a brown contact lens over his blue eye to fit in. That wasn't something he'd have to do with Desmond. It was just too good a fit.

"I know I'm gross, but will you sleep here with me?" He asked, allowing his tail to breathe as well. It gently swished behind him against the bed. "I don't wanna fall asleep alone." He said sheepishly, smiling up at the man.

The smile slowly faded, and his eyes slowly closed. Finally, Alec simply had to pass out. His eyes were closed, but his lips remained curled in a peaceful smirk as his arms found their way around Desmond's waist.

His last waking thought, after all of the evening was said and done, was of happiness.

[Aartsengel_Zerachiel]

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Desmond’s eyes widened in shock as he found his lips pressed against a soft, if somewhat chapped, pair belonging to Alec. The object of his affections was kissing him! Sure it was drunken, sloppy, and off center but it was still a kiss and something he’d never have expected to be receiving.

Shortly after the shock wore off his eyes slid into a half closed state and he found himself kissing Alec back. When the kiss ended he opened his mouth to try and protest. The way Alec had been behaving as of late didn’t lend itself to the idea that the man could commit to a monogamous relationship, something that Desmond truly desired of a relationship. He didn’t get the chance though as Alec slowly passed out.

The arms that had snaked around his waist were carefully removed and Desmond whispered. “I have to finish the carpet but … I’ll come back when I’m done.” Just in case Alec was still semi-conscious. Quietly he slipped out of the room and back to the supply closet one last time. If he didn’t clean the hallway carpet now it would almost certainly have a permanent set of stains.

The steam cleaner wasn’t the quietest of mechanical beasts used to maintain order and cleanliness in the house, but it wasn’t the loudest either. No one who was already asleep should be woken by it, or so he hoped. The time spent working the carpet back into the healthy color it was supposed to be, rather than the ruddy red/brown it had become, was used to think about what had happened and what was to come.

Whatever happened, he and Alec needed to have a serious talk in the morning when he was sober. It was decided that he would spend the night with Alec, if only to ensure that he didn’t strangle himself to death in the shower curtain. It would be somewhat ironic, but tragic for the whole pack.

Once he was done cleaning Desmond put everything away, leaving a few towels on the floor to soak up the leftover moisture out of the newly cleaned carpet. He slipped into his room and removed his bloodstained pants, opting for a pair of soft cotton pyjama bottoms instead. Then, as quietly as he could, he slipped down the hallway, bare feet padding gently on the carpet and towels on his way to Alec’s room.

He adjusted Alec’s sleeping form, moving him closer to one edge of the bed, then quietly slid next to him, adjusting himself to fit the other man’s slightly larger form. This would have been better in Desmond’s larger bed, but he couldn’t complain too much. This might be the only opportunity he got, after all. His eyes fluttered closed, the promise to apologize to Coty and spend his day off making sure the boy was alright, maybe even getting him out of some school, firmly in his mind as he drifted off to sleep.

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[Rufus_Shin-Ra]

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Normally, Lex would have just walked right into their room without knocking, but he knew that Liam was stressed. As much as he liked to test Liam sometimes, when his mate was truly irritated, Lex was abnormally well-behaved. Most of the time, anyway. It was almost emphatic, the way he could feel his own stress rising when his mate was agitated.

He opened the door quietly, closing it just as silently once he'd stepped inside. His two-toned eyes drifted over to Liam, watching him lean against the headboard, looking decently comfortable, but not truly relaxed. Lex took a few steps into the room, choosing to lean against the wall, one leg over the other, and completely ignoring the calls of greeting from Tameron, who had apparently just gotten home at this late hour. Probably had been working overtime. As his head thunked back against the wall a little harder than he intended, he let out a groan.

"It's not just me, right? This house is slowly getting sucked into a giant shithole, isn't it." The sub-alpha went silent for a moment, just letting his body relax against the wall, his eyes closed, wanting to just roll over and be done for the day. "We're, like, the only sane ones left." Shaking his head and letting out a breath that puffed out his cheeks, Lex pushed himself off the wall with his foot and padded on over to the bed, flopping himself on it right across Liam's legs, grunting a bit when he'd hit knees instead of thighs like he'd originally planned.

"Un. I really should go check to make sure no one is doing anything stupid downstairs," he mumbled into the blankets, his nose and face practically buried. Despite his words, he didn't make any attempt to move. ".....In a bit."

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[Aartsengel_Zerachiel]

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To say that Tobi was tired would be an understatement. He was outright exhausted and no amount of coffee was going to fix that. With blurred vision and a stifled yawn he picked up the final file of the night. He only had one last phone call to make before he could go home and get some much needed sleep. His slender fingers skilfully dialled the number of one Vincent Barris. Oh the irony of it all. Unknowingly Tobi was only three doors away from the man he was trying to contact. Even more ironic was the fact that they lived in the same area, only a few houses apart.

At the tone he relayed the message for which he’d been calling. “Good evening, good sir. This is Tobi from the university clinic. I am just calling in regards to Tobi. Our records show that he is due for his a check-up. If you could please call back at [phone] between the hours of eight am and eight pm to book your appointment that would be greatly appreciated. Thank you and have a great evening.” His faint hint of an accent showing through the scripted speech now left to wait for Vincent to return home.

With another tired yawn Tobi stretched and rose form his chair. He bid a farewell to the animals, always sad to leave them alone for the night. Dutifully he locked up behind him and made his way hurriedly to the bus stop. He couldn’t afford to miss this one, it was the last one of the day and he had no money for a cab.

The burst of cold air sent shivers down his spine, covering his skin with goose bumps. He pulled his jacket tighter around himself, clutching at his satchel bag. His little charm bounced in a seemingly carefree manner as he made his mad dash to the stop. His feet skid and slid along the ice and snow. It was luck alone that kept him on his feet.

A smile lit his face, the bus stop coming into view. Glancing at his watch his smile grew. He was going to make it with time to spare. His arrival at the stop was far less graceful, slipping on another patch of ice and finding himself half laying on the snow covered bench, face full of the white powder. Shaking his head he righted himself, thankful that no one had been around to witness his little display. He brushed off his coat, shook his head free of snow, and stood waiting for the bus to arrive.

[oPull_the_Trigger0]

As Lexington came in, Liam's eyes didn't even move. Didn't blink. Didn't waver. It was scary really. How Liam got when he was like this. Like a statue almost. He didn't really move an inch until Lex fell upon him.

Instinctively, his hand went to Lex's hair, fingers gently going over that ashy brown. He made a soft grunt once the other's weight was placed over his legs, but didn't make a face of being uncomfortable. A long, drawn out sigh left him, eyes finally moving down to Lex while his fingers continued to coax through the wild mass.

". . . Sometimes I wonder how my old man did it.'' He confessed, swallowing down some before clearing his throat before he got serious. ''He could look at someone the right way, or wrong, and they would jump to their job or straighten themselves up. He had such a way about him. Hell, even the Betas didn't challenge, You remember though..''

Liam's mind was running with ideas. Course, he could bury himself within his father's journals. His dad was very detailed about the births of each member, the course of each day that was worth remembering. Hell, he even noted all the times certain members stepped too far out of line. Lex, and his dad, were in there a lot.

''. . . What's going on with you and Alec? He use to be your ri...''

Liam's words were cut off though as Tameron's words finally reached him, shaking his head some as he glanced towards the door.

"Hn..His construction job must be over with..''

[Rufus_Shin-Ra]

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"Your old man was magic, Liam. I still have no idea how he did it. Here we are, trying like hell and not getting anywhere close." He lifted his head towards the petting a bit, tail and ears finally reappearing now that he was only in the company of Liam. Lex's whole body was melting at Liam's touch, every limb becoming boneless as he conformed to his mate's lap. "Seemed like he was doing everything right, and we still had it all taken away." Those gray ears twitched back a bit, a frown pulling at the edges of his lips.

He'd gone a bit silent when Liam started suddenly asking about Alec, his heart doing a leap and a somersault in his chest. He wondered if Liam had heard his conversation with Alec, but he reminded himself that there had been two walls separating them, and their conversation had remained fairly quiet and subdued. There was no reason to bring up the past.

As it turned out, Lex was saved anyway by Liam noticing Tameron. Lex groaned, slowly getting back to his playful self. He flailed his arms a little bit, almost like frantic splashing in water, and then he completely flopped down once again, his miniature fit over with. "I don't want to move." Maybe... maybe he wouldn't have to go downstairs and check on everyone if he and Liam finished what they'd started earlier. Heh.

"Say..." he said suddenly, his eyes flicking up to Liam, peering up at him under those dark lashes. "You were saying something about going through with your threats earlier... What was that about, hmm?" He settled his hand closer to Liam's upper thigh, watching the other's reaction to see if he was interested at all. If Liam wasn't in the mood, he'd leave him alone and head downstairs, but if he was, then that would be a great way to relief stress.

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[oPull_the_Trigger0]

Miracles. Heh. Yeah, his dad did work miracles.

He didn't have to try. Didn't have to hope or pray or wish. If it needed to be done, it was done. No arguments. No questions asked. Some of the pack would say his dad had the theory that bees were attracted to honey more so than vinegar. Was it him then? Did he spread the vinegar more than the honey?

They were all so young. Himself, for a werewolf, and an Alpha, young as well. True, pups were harder to control than the others, but the things they were doing now was just outright madness and carelessness.

Fingers played gingerly with those wolf ear, petting the hair on them while his other hand stroked the long gray tail. But, one thing Liam wasn't, was a fool. He realized Lex's tension and body language when Alec's name was mentioned. And he noted the lack of Lex's questioning over Liam's unfinished statement.

That was very unlike Lex. Lex was the type that hated when people would say, "Oh my God! I've got to..No. Never mind. Forget I said anything.'' He despised it and needed to know or he'd go nuts.

Liam wasn't going to question it now though. The night was already a damn disaster. Instead, he was just quiet for a moment, staring down at Lexington. He wasn't being lied to, because he hadn't asked. But something wasn't being told.

''Go welcome Tameron home. He has been gone for a while.''

A small smirk was offered and a pat between those ears, still trying to calm from the actions of the night.
''And put some clothing on. He doesn't need to think it's that kind of welcome back party.''

[Velvet Drops]

"Should I be disappointed then?" Tameron asked leaning in the doorway to the room. He had heard their voices and had decided to see what the hell was up. Due to his bubbly feeling of being home he had not knock, then again it was not like they were hiding from him, they had been talking about him anyway.

"Because I was hoping that this was exactly that. Lord knows you two need some." he said with a smirk and a knowing tilt of his head. His auburn hair cascaded over his shoulders revealing the scar on his face, as he remained at the door. Deciding to wait until he was actually invited in. The tension and not just the sexual tension in the room was so noticeable that it rippled in the air like heat rising from the cement.

"So...?” he paused wondering if either of them really wanted to fill him in on whatever the hell had happened in his weeklong absence. "Is there I should know about? I mean damn guys, who died?” he explained shifting his position so that he wasn't leaning against the doorframe anymore but was standing with his hands on his hips, feet shoulder width apart. If there was one thing, he did not like or want in his pack was unsolved problems that rotted and festered until they broke the skin as infected sores. Something was going on here and it did not set right with him.


Tameron
~☪~
Hot Blooded!
Check it and See!

[Exacerbation]

Alec had no idea how long it had been when he woke up...It was still dark out, and he was still feeling a little drunk, but most of what hit him was just blinding pain. Sitting up, he whimpered loudly as he nearly re-opened the wounds that Desmond had worked so hard to patch up. He was in sorry shape, but Alec's body had definitely seen worse in terms of raw abuse. He'd once been confined to bed for three months while every bone below his waist was given time to heal after a particularly silly tree-jumping stunt.

Desmond was right next to him. He could tell without looking. There were things he'd come to recognize Desmond, such as the feel of his skin, his scent, and, of course, his body language. He could tell by the gentle breathing and the disciplined body motion that it couldn't have been anybody else. And then... It hit him.

Desmond had made a confession. One to which he'd responded with a kiss. He found himself desperately hoping that it hadn't been a dream. After Lex's blatant rejection, he'd felt as if nobody in the entire pack would've been interested in having anything to do with him. Alec absolutely did not deserve Desmond after the Hell he'd put him through.

Alec shook the other male awake, careful not to tax himself too badly. The edges of his vision were terribly blurred, and he was starting to feel nauseous, but other than that, Alec was in fine form, and he wanted to talk to Desmond about their... Prospects.

It occurred to him that of all his feelings towards Lex, one of the most prominent as of late had been jealousy. Alec wasn't meant to be alone, and that was why he'd been sharing bed space with a new human each and every night. Alec needed somebody who could steadily supply him with the care and attention that he needed, and he needed somebody who could possess him completely. He wanted what Lex had. A man who would growl in jealousy whenever he wrestled around with another man. Alec needed to be cared for, and possessed. If he wasn't, he only became more and more wild. The man, simply put, did not know his limits. He needed somebody to know them for him. What better candidate than Desmond?

"Wake up..." He whispered, wanting, if nothing else, to verify what had really happened. Had they really shared a kiss?