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A heavy sigh fell from the males lips as Reynard began acting like a drama queen, screaming he was doomed and all... Hunter had neighbors, though he doubted they could hear a thing, his house was pretty sound proof. "Oh stop it" He muttered as he got to his feet , leaving his own tea on the ground as he approached Reynard and took hold of his wrist, gently easing his arms down to his sides so he would stop hitting himself. "There is absolutely no point in throwing a fit like an over grown child" He stated bluntly, amber eyes meeting the males own orbs.

"I've always been hunted Reynard, so this is absolutely nothing new to me. It just seems that you're now in the same boat and I owe you" He stated simply, withdrawing his hands so that he could cross his arms over his chest, watching the male closely. "Right now- It'd do more good for you to calm down and figure out a way to hide yourself. I already have my protections- but you're currently wide open" He muttered, and he couldn't use what he used for himself. They were meant to hurt or deter angels, and Reynard was an angel..thus they wouldn't help.

With another heavy sigh he took a seat beside the male, lifting a hand to push silvery locks back off his forehead, which would have given Reynard a better view of his pretty face. He couldn't even figure out why he had helped him, after all he was after his soul as well wasn't he? But here he was, sitting next to hunter freaking out and yelling that he was doomed.

A grimace managed to form on the males delicate features, of course the man would cling to him. He should have known better than to sit next to him, but of course he was frustrated as well and he just wanted a break. He let out a hiss of air which would have been something created by his sudden annoyance with the current situation. He tried to move his head away when the man took in his scent, honestly he wasn't sure he was okay with that. It was strange to say the least, and he had just gotten a good fix of hunters blood! was that not enough to sate this guy for a while? "Reynard, Get off" He grumbled, pushing at the male with his elbow to try and remove him.

"I get that you're stuck here, I do, but that doesn't mean you get to harass me all the time" he added, flinching as the man nuzzled against his head. This was uncomfortable to say the least, but then again Reynard got a kick out of it and hunter, being exhausted and having no real defenses against the angel, couldn't really do much. Or was he technically a fallen angel now? He wasn't actually sure to be perfectly honest. After a moment of pushing at the male he sighed and just let his head sink against the bed, closing his amber orbs tiredly. He had a feeling the more he fought, the harder he would be squeezed.

Just when he felt himself starting to relax, a hot wet stripe was drawn along the back of his neck, which in turn made the male jolt- though he wasn't able to free himself from Reynard's grasp. Amber eyes widened when he realized that the man holding him really had no plans of letting him go. His back was now pressed against the males front, and he couldn't exactly see what Reynard was doing, nor could he see his expression at this particular moment, but judging from his tone of voice it was something Hunter was not comfortable with. He shied away from the breath that tickled his neck when Reynard spoke, letting his protests be heard though they would likely fall upon deaf ears. "Reynard, stop" He muttered, appalled by wavering of his voice, and his sudden weakness when the man pulled him close.

An audible gasp escaped his lips when he felt fingers slip underneath of his shirt, his fingers trailing a line of fire against his abdomen which had him unconsciously pushing back against Reynard to try and escape the feeling. He was starting to feel trapped, his breath hitching in his throat while his mind frantically tried to figure a way out of this. But...this was entirely his fault wasn't it? Hunter swallowed a lump in his throat, shivering from the touches and the feeling of his own skin being exposed...even if it was so little. He hadn't even pulled his shirt up that far, just enough to expose his stomach but it was still sending him on a roller coaster or emotions, ones he wasn't sure he could actually control.

He knew his body craved attention, that he had lacked the tender love of a mother, and the rough attention of a father. He hadn't ever known the touch of another person because he was always busy trying to take vengeance...even though he knew that now it was pointless...it just gave him something to do with his life...what else could he do now?

Oh yes, the fact that Reynard had gotten close to the hem of his pants did in fact freak him out, enough for him to push his back into Reynard's chest and exhale deeply as he tried to shy away from the touch. The rumbling chuckle that reached his ears made him feel self conscious, how could he not? Though that thought was driven from his mind when Reynard bit down on his shoulder, a thrilling sensation running down his spine, which was followed by a pit of dread in his stomach. He had liked that- and he knew he had reacted as such when he exposed his neck ever more, only slightly.

He bit his lower lip when the male trailed kisses back up his neck, trying to control the shaky exhales that kept escaping his lips. "S-stop manhandling me" He gasped, feeling his skin prickle with need and his mind scream for him to get away. Of course there was only one thing he could really do considering his body wouldn't listen to him. His body trembled ever so slightly, though it wasn't really fear. Adrenaline maybe, but not fear. What disturbed him was the fact that he had liked the sensation of the male biting down on his shoulder - and his own body had betrayed him and shown Reynard a sign of weakness.

Hunter tried to focus on his breathing, he tried so hard that he didn't even notice Reynard had returned to his shoulder until he bit down harder, and he didn't quite manage to stifle the soft sounding of want that escaped from his lips, a groan he only managed to partially cut off. His fisted his hands into the sheets of his bed, his eyes widening further when Reynards hands deftly undid the button of his pants, pulling down the zipper as well. A hiss of breath left him as he found himself with nowhere to go- Reynard was pressed close and he couldnt exactly sink into the bed, no matter how much he wished he could at this point in time.

"I... don't" He barely managed, shivering when his breath brushed his ear, was there really no way for him to get away from this? Because his body definitely was defying him now. And Reynard seemed to be enjoying himself, a little too much in his opinion. Hunter had offered him blood, not his body! Then again Reynard seemed to take his blood as a offering of himself entirely.

A strangled sound of protest rose from his lips as the male ventured lower, this was definitely out of his comfort zone and Reynard knew it. He had just begun to slightly panic when the man pulled away, and with hunter in his hazy state of mind, it took him a moment to realize what just happened. Taking in a deep breath he kept his face down for a moment, before he finally lifted his amber eyes to glare at the man with a look of pure resentment. Whom he truly resented at this point in time, was the main question. It took him only a second to slip off the bed and stalk past Reynard, not sparing the male a second look. "Don't you dare, come near me. "He growled, his threat filled with loathing, but once again he couldn't figure out who it was towards.

His body was burning, and he felt needy and suddenly vulnerable and he didn't like it. His limbs still shook as he stalked out of the room and down the stairs, fixing his clothes as he did so. Once he was downstairs he walked over to Kota who was laying on his bed giving Hunter a look of worry. Hunter simply sat down and leaned against the large canine, turning to bury his face in the animals thick coat of fur. "Son of a b***h" He muttered under his breath, along with a few other choice words and insults. His body ached, and it wasn't exactly a pleasant feeling, nor was it one that he was used to- thus it was just about impossible to ignore.

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Hunter somehow managed to calm his breathing, though his body still burned from the points of contact between himself and Reynard, especially where he had bit down on his shoulder. He shivered at the memory, biting his lip as he tried to stave off the reaction that it caused, even to just think about. That was something that was meant to happen between lovers, and despite the fact that Reynard had called out to him when he left- he knew there wasn't that kind of meaning behind it. If anything he figured Reynard simply lusted after him because...well, he was pure and supposed to be untouchable. He pulled his face from Kota's neck, noting that the large canine had fallen asleep soon after Hunter had curled up against him.

He pushed himself up carefully and crept away, knowing he had to show his new...guest, to the room he would be using from now on. Sighing heavily he tried to prepare himself to see the angel again, though nothing he could tell himself really prepared him mentally. He made his way back upstairs painstakingly slow, not really wanting to see Reynard again, but he had to move the man out of the wreckage.

Once he was back at his room he simply swung the door open and put on a blank face. Amber eyes found the man curled in his blankets, but he chose to....ignore it. "You can use one of the guest rooms downstairs. I'll show you if you'd like." He stated simply, amber eyes remaining emotionless as he stared at the angelic man.

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