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}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

says to Everyone: 

 

The full moon had come and gone and for once, it had been without incident. The pack house had welcomed in most of its brood and the forest had been alive with the energy of the pack, but now most of them were gone. I say most, however, more had stuck around than would usually. It had taken Nick by surprise, but then it was easy to forget that for some of the wolves in the Pack – regardless of a lack of presence around the house except for that mandatory visit every moon, and regardless of a social circle than involved work mates or whatever – for some of them, the pack was their only family. They may not always have wanted them, they may not always appreciate them, but it was Easter, and like they had done over Christmas and thanksgiving, there were a few faces that stuck around for longer than they technically had to. Which made the place feel more alive than it usually did. Nick, for one, appreciated that.

 

He had wandered the house some, before stepping outside into the forest, now that night had fallen and the new moon was peeking out from behind clouds. It was all to easy to remember the ones that weren’t here, when there were others that were. He tried to keeps his thoughts on the positive side of things, but the spirits were close, as they had been so often recently, and they liked memories, as though they were a currency with them. Mirela had visited, before the moon, and had said something of that sort. She was a strange fish, that one, but she enjoyed being connected to the pack here now that she had made Orlando her home. Despite her lineage, Nick couldn’t see any harm in her. If he didn’t, few others would. Mitch couldn’t recall the last time the pack had a vargamor in their number, so although she was yet to officially fill that capacity, the notion has been floated for consideration.

 

He walked, his feet bare, his senses attuned, but even so, his hands shoved into his pockets. The quiet was pleasant. There were too many times recently that his world had seemed far, far too noisy.

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu:

 

- Silence filled the nightly air, the shifting was nice, the family was back on the mends and it was one of those times where Syd enjoyed being home more than out. James had gone to play some pool with some of the boys while the blonde decided to stay at the house and mingle. Grabbing up a beer from the fridge she popped the top and headed out back. She felt him, his presences, his wolf, his being and she froze the moment she hit the back yard. Her eyes fell to the ground as she had sorta avoided him and Declan the past few weeks. Trying to figure out if things were set to the marker of her own mind but avoidance among them would never last.

 

Sucking at the long neck bottle in hand she followed Nick’s scent into the woods. Her emerald hues flashing with gold flakes as she moved with silence. The soft squish of the earth beneath her feet sank between her toes. The silence of the forest heighten her hearing, all her senses were on alert, heading deeper into where it was sacred for them. Leaning against a trunk of a tree she closed her eyes to just listen to feel the call of the ancestors as they pushed the memory of the dead around sent the chills of the evening to crawl along her skin. It was warm yet a breeze danced through the trees and she let out a low sigh. Her mind thinking over the past and how they all got to this point. A smile placid upon her velvet lips. she was happy for once, truly at peace with all around and even loved being home again.

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

You were never really alone in the forest. The pack had a large enough area of land, and enough of them living there that at any one point there was bound to be another of them out there somewhere, whether you knew it or not. That was before you took into account the various other animals that lived out there. The insects and birds paid little attention, but the other wildlife sensed Nick coming and gave him a wide berth, despite his human form. He wasn’t being overly careful with his scent or the reach of his presence. Let them all know he was here. It was a relief to do it.

 

The whispers of the munin spirits grew louder – not that you could focus on a particular direction for any of them, they were just there – the closer he got to the Lupanar. It wasn’t his set destination but the way he walked always seemed to coincide with that place. Perhaps because the opposite direction when leaving the house led towards the old wooder’s huts, and the memories he associated with that place were unsavoury. He tried to clear his mind, leave thoughts of those things behind, and cast away thoughts of the club, of Tyler/Ryan et al, thoughts of his cabin or of Neala, but it was hard to clear your mind, truly. There was always something, desperate to fill the space left by some other thing. His steps faltered and he turned his head. He was being followed.

 

On instinct, his shields closed around his beast and those whispers died abruptly, leaving only the sounds of the forest at night. He ducked right and stayed downwind and he circled around. By the time he reached you, you had, in fact, stopped, and were resting against a tree trunk. He approached without a sound, after a teensy-weensy deliberation about whether or not to disturb you, and, from behind the tree, wrapped his arms around it and covered your eyes with his hands.

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu:

 

- Her heart beat was steady, not low or over active, simply strong and steady and she was calm. She didn’t necessarily follow you not in the sense of stalking, simply liked your idea of just walking being in the place that seemed to calm the soul. Her beast was relaxed and sated, when you had threw up your shields she had looked around for the danger she was sure to follow her body tensed her metaphysical beast was on guard. With no sounds coming her way she continued to lean upon the trunk closing her embers once more to allow for the forest to fill her sense.

 

To see it through her beast’s eyes. Though the darkness poured in when your hands covered her eyes and she sniffed, a low whimper escaped her lips she knew by the beating of your heart, the makeup of who you were and the feel of those hands upon her eyes it was you. Her heart had started to pick up pace, fingers brush over your own as she brushed the knuckles of your hands. ”You know for a man of Surprises you fail in the approach of being recognized” She teased softly. She held herself bound to the tree a few moments unsure of what intentions either of them had and with a soft parting giggle and knowing your hands weren’t tight upon her face. She wiggled her way free before feet fell upon the earth and she took off in a run, nothing fast or she was afraid, simply took to the woods surrounding them. “You coming” She called over her shoulder feeling the freedom that made her feel alive.

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

So he was a man of surprises? You probably would've liked to have seen his face when you uttered that one, but, unfortunately for you, your eyes were covered at that point. He released his shields then letting that familiar presence just spread it’s warmth and power around the area we were in, not particularly targeting you, but you and he had physical contact, it would be difficult to avoid, so why try? “Who said I didn’t want to be recognised?” He laughed gently as you pulled away, and he lowered his arms and rounded the tree. “Just checking how aware you are of your surroundings.” Perhaps making sure that all that James had been teaching you wasn’t being forgotten now that James was doing more than just teaching you.

 

Off you ran, and it wasn’t the kind of escaping dash that would trigger that CHASE instinct, but it pulled at him anyway. Maybe you had been following him, maybe you hadn’t, but he’d become aware of you and sought out your company, and here you were abandoning him. Can’t be having that. “Already there,” he muttered to the wind, and his feet were carrying him forward, drawn to action, and he was ducking and weaving through the trees to draw up next to you. His shields down, those whispers were there again, a flurry of noise and excitement now that the two wolves were running amongst them. He didn’t question if you were aware of them, just accepted it as a thing. “Anywhere in particular?” He smirked, offering you lead in this little jog of ours, even as he rounded a large fallen tree, navigating this territory of ours with ease. He wondered if you’d venture to the lupanar, in the same way that it always pulled at him. It was true that he had found you there before.

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu: 

 

- She had heard your words and the laugh that peeled over her flesh like that of a soft trail of butterfly kisses. She had been very aware of what was around her and she fed off your wolf, when your shields went into place she waited, counted and even could sense you peeling back towards her, she even gave in to the whispers, the calls, the voices of the lupanar as it reached out to her. She was learning so much and felt the joy of the moments lately.

 

Looking back when she had took of she felt you close to her when you caught up and they were headed to the Lupanar it always called to her, spoke to her, pulled her in the warmth of its embrace and welcomed her being. Stopping when you asked anywhere in particular she smiled and took your hand as they headed deeper into the woods. The other creatures gave them more room then was needed and she began to walk with ease once they reached the place. The luminance of light between scattered branches gave way to the beauty that was held here. Her heart was beating and with your shields dropped she felt herself bath in the comfort of you once more.

 

Turning she looked to you, those soft emeralds falling on your features she tilts her head and speaking once more. “I am aware of the settings about us, I am aware of everything that binds us and it is in this spot that makes the bad of the world fade and all of us become one. They speak to me Nick, do they ever call to you?” She asked curiously standing there squishing her toes in to the earth and feeling the magic shift through her form

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

The lupanar it was, and his smile broadened on his lips as you took his hand and led him through the trees into the natural clearing, where the large crescent rock formation nestled amongst the treeline at one edge of the clearing had become the focal point for that gathering of munin. The spirits of their fallen pack mates. For how long this had been where there bodies had been brought, had been committed to pack memory, he didn’t know. Many of the spirits here were wolves he would never ever have known, that predated his time here – and that of most of the wolves currently in residence. There were some, though, too many, that he had known. To say ‘Rest in Peace’ seemed out of place, because here they were: anything but peaceful.

 

You waxed poetic as you spoke, and it warmed him. You had that way about you sometimes. Call it a quirk of character. To those that didn’t know you it wouldn’t fit what they thought of you, but he knew you, had seen this side of your nature. “They rarely shut up,” he murmured quietly. “used to be, it bothered me. Either it stopped creeping me out, or I got used to it. I don’t know which.” So it wasn’t just him then, that’s good. Not all of the wolves could sense them, or at least, sense them for what they were – beyond a mere breeze of energy.

 

He turned his attention on you, and he faced you, lifting his hand – with yours attached – to chest height. “So you’re not ignoring me?” He didn’t want to talk work. Perhaps that was inescapable. But this was hardly just a work thing, was it?

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Lupanar]

{-Sacred meeting ground for the Lukoi-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu:

 

- She had closed her eyes and tilted her head into the moment, feeling the soft breeze upon her flesh as it raked along her skin and rose the bumps. She was taking in those of fallen pack, those of past and present those she knew and didn’t and in it she had learned so much, craved their knowledge and protection. Once she had longed stop fighting and learn to listen she realized the sanctity of their home and people. Learned that without this place and without the pack she had nothing would simply be a being who was trying to survive in a world where chaos and hatred was stronger than love and memories.

 

Opening her embers she looked to you a moment as you gave her a murmured response and she chuckled softly. The honey tone filled the air about them. Shaking those long blonde locks from her face as she seemed to truly relax around you she gave more and more of her docile nature, the curious chic who had a softer side to the bitch she showed to all. She was simply a harden shell keeping those away she didn’t want close, kept herself from being crushed when it truly matter.

 

“I at first didn’t understand it, them, or what they wanted but being here, learning from you and the rest, and what I feel inside of me I learned to listen to let them in and accept their blessings and teachings.” She said softly before feeling you turn and face her, lifting her hand up to your chest height. She watched you a few moments, eyes locked on your own as the question was presented and a small red tint touched her cheeks.

 

“I was at first, then I wasn’t our schedules had not matched up Nick.” She felt her heart speed up, her hand in yours and she saw the look in your eyes, felt the comfort, and draw of your power against her own like that when they had shared the couch during a movie a while back. It was the feel she always felt around you, one she always tried to ignore and leave it at the door but it was you and she knew fighting would always be a battle she would slowly lose.

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

Despite the noise, the whispers that came in waves that grew quiet then would build and crash against those who cared to listen, there was a peace to be had – not just from being here in this sacred place, but being with you. If he tried, he could think of a number of reasons for that, but the easiest was that he had no secrets from you. At times, that could be detrimental, but at other times – times like this – it was a boon. You weren’t just aware of his part to play at Carmine, you were involved. You weren’t just aware of all the crap that had gone down there in the past, and all that had gone on here at the house. You had been there, you had fought. You had been at his side. It allowed for a certain amount of shorthand, a certain…ability to skip past the bullshit.

 

”That’s a terrible excuse. If there’s something you have to say to me or ask of me, you have my number. You know where I live. You know you can come to me or call on me.” He meant that, knew you knew he meant it. He lifted his eyes, glanced about, trying to get a fix on those spirits. There were interested in all of this of course, in these two wolves that had come to their realm, gave them something to excite themselves about. Their energy was rich with potential.

 

”But,” he began, slowly returning his eyes to you. “I also get the distinct impression it’s more that you expect me to have something to say to you. Look, Syd, if it’s about James…”

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Lupanar]

{-Sacred meeting ground for the Lukoi-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu:

 

 - She shifted a bit not realizing she had stepped closer to you and your form and it was nice and easy that they never kept secrets, she knew of the past, had fought with you, knew of what and who you did. She even knew of things that came and went and most of it you always shared with her in some way or another. It was something she never gave much thought and with them standing in this place, upon sacred ground she had tilted her head as your eyes scanned our over the top of her.

 

Closing her embers she embraced the magic and let the thoughts guide her in what embrace it shared and with it came a simple knowledge that you and her were linked and bound not by blood, or truly packed, but by a friendship so deep that no matter what happened she would always have your back. It was you who had hers when no one else ever did and she had never forgotten it and her loyalty was yours to the end. Listening to your words as you spoke she lifted a slender shoulder before it dropped and she opened the rich greens and spoke softly.

 

“I know Nick and I was wrong for trying to avoid you, I just didn’t know what to honestly say to you about me and James.. I am still not 100% sure of him, he is great.. but Honestly there are things I am afraid will always hold me back. Things I tell myself repeatedly are not going to happen and are not something I should hope for and yet…”

 

she paused a moment. “I just can’t” turning her eyes towards the heavens she spoke in a lower whispered tone you heard clearly. “And I know your wolf belongs to another” she said biting at her lower lip. It would never change her feelings even if she fought them. They were the same. She simply had to ignore them if she were to make the best of it. Allow you your freedoms, your choices, and even allow you your space. She knew you far to well to ever demand anything of you and she could live with that.

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

You had a smile on his lips, at least. “We work and live together; Avoiding me was never going to work, not for very long.” Yes, yes, I know. He technically lived elsewhere, but that’s besides the point, and not extremely relevant. He’d been staying here more, recently, in the house or in the forest, and a couple of times he’d stayed at Carmine. The cabin – except for that night Captain Giles had needed to drink himself into a stupor – had been all but empty. It wasn’t the same, and that, whilst being his fault, was a damn shame. But good. Positive, if he allowed himself to look at it that way. “And being 100% sure of anybody is…a lot harder than it sounds, and it doesn’t sound simple.”

 

He was trying to help. God knows why. When he heard you’d gotten involved with James he’d blinked more times than was necessary. Had thought that was never on the cards, but there is was. But, he guessed, before he and James had their fight, before the night where it seemed everyone settled their scores and challenges were made and met – including yours with Sam – it hadn’t been possible, perhaps. Nick knew where your loyalties lay when it came to that difference of opinions James and he had. Since then, James had quietened. As Hati – he still had authority, albeit a demotion of sorts, but he respected that, respected Mitch’s decision and the way the chips had fallen. There had been no further tousles. Not yet, anyway. It was easy to see what could have happened. Declan had paid the price of throwing his weight around, and the rules out of the window.

 

Nick didn’t particularly understand what those things were that were holding you back, but if you were unsure about James, no-one was going to rush you, and – despite what others may think – he wasn’t about to try and talk you out of it. Just support you. Have moments like this. “My wolf,” he cleared his throat, “thinks it knows what it wants. It can sod off, if you ask me. There’s trouble and there’s trouble…” he exhaled, that beast in him stirring, getting that sense it was being defied in some way and giving off a ripple of a growl – nothing aloud – simply a reverberation of presence. “…What’s that got to do with it?”

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Lupanar]

{-Sacred meeting ground for the Lukoi-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu:

 

- The smile was riding on both of their lips, listening carefully to your words another blush rose to her cheeks and she would watch. Drawn into you as though nothing else around them mattered and she listened to every word you said, to every beat your heart made and it was then she closed her eyes to press down her beast to keep herself calm under the pull and draw of magic around them.

 

Every time she stood with you any where it was hard, but here it was a call, a natural feeling as though she were being pushed into your arms by those of the past. She heard your words once more when you spoke of your Wolf and said it can sod off and she chuckle softly feeling the stir of your beast as it tried to rally back against that.

 

Her own moving to console it to calm it from the riled fur of its neck. Pulling your hand up to her cheek she brush your knuckles of her face gently before kissing the back of your hand and speaking. “I know we work together, live together. We are practically always around one another Nick, it changes nothing but solves everything. It is harder than it sounds but for me I cant let certain things go that I feel. Your wolf wants another.. It simply settles for the comfort but it riles for another being and I have felt it. Everyone has when you are around that being.. Have you ever asked yourself why we have never made it to the bedroom? Why we simply never gave into what our natural instinct is to do?” She asked tilting her head when she looked up and continued to hold your hand.

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

“It solves everything?” He chuckled, but didn’t let that deter you from speaking the rest of your words. He wondered what you meant by that, what it solved – that you were always around each other. You went on to speak about his wolf as if this was something that you had noticed, but beyond that, that others had noticed. The smile faded, brows tugging towards each other as he frowned. Were the wants (and needs?) of his wolf so transparent? That thought bothered him. Was a timely reminder of why he and Neala needed to carry on keeping each other’s way, though. This connection of theirs that had managed to form didn’t seem to bother her as much as it once had. Ah, the good old days.

 

”The wolf doesn’t always get what it wants,” he stated, and it was more blustery, more raw than he wanted it to be. He softened his tone, and lowered that hand of his (and yours) down between us. His eyes followed as he pieced together his thoughts. “The benefit of being what we are, is that we have this animal nature, and at times it’s so pure and in tune with its surroundings and desires, it can guide us if we let it, and that’s an amazing thing…” his fingers released yours, slipping from your grip too, though tracing down along the back of your hand and along your forearm, the barest of touches from calloused fingertips. “But that’s not all we are. We can think and feel in a way that they can’t, because as much as we, as I’d love for life so be as simple as they see it, it just isn’t. There is so much more at play here than they would ever want or be able to understand. It’s a balance,” he nodded, as if to cement his point. “And it’s me that’s right this time. Not the wolf.”

 

He’d traced along your entire arm, then skipped your neck (i.e. the good part) to place a large warm hand against your cheek, his gaze having lifted to fix upon your eyes now, a steady, intense, yet calm gaze. “You know, I always thought that if I allowed myself to get closer to you than…than we are now, have been, I risked losing Sam.” He still didn’t know how right he was about that. “Not that that matters now.” This was his way of answering what you had asked of him. “Have you?”

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Lupanar]

{-Sacred meeting ground for the Lukoi-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu:

 

- Making a face with you said it solves everything? She heard the chuckle that fell from your lips, she groaned a bit thinking you weren’t getting what she was meaning. Watching you as you stated your point she blinked a few moments trying to understand the bite in your words before you had lowered their hand back between them. Listening to your words she tilted her head as it seemed sometimes the beast was smarter than its counterpart and in certain times like this one yours was a bit on the more know how then the complications of what life entailed.

 

She wouldn’t say it out loud as her fingers were released and her hand fell to her side, she simply closed her eyes tot eh skitter of kisses along her heated flesh, along her forearm in a dance of like touches and she shivered not to the breeze that licked through the forest and pressed upon their above normal body temps but to the touch, the shiver, the chill that you sent and how close you were In that moment. The feel of the pull from this place. Swallowing a lump that had formed in her throat the husk in her tone and she bullshit reason of losing Sam was why you and her had never gone to bed in the since of sex had certainly caught her attention as her eyes opened and she looked into your hues. The reflection of green followed and she shook her head.

 

“Bullshit.. Nick.. It solves everything that we are in each other’s lives.. That we work together, live together.. That we are as close as many wished to be. We don’t hold secrets from one another and this is why it solves many things that would be normal trouble for those who couldn’t see it or acknowledge what we know and share. As for you risking losing Sam is bullshit.. You were with Carmen, Cerise, Sam, and who ever else.. so No you would lose Sam to others before you would have to me unless others were not a threat and I am missing the point here?” She said as she lowered her head a moment biting on her lower lip not truly wishing to answer that question when it was aimed back at her.

 

She turned from you, not in the means of turning her back but simply she didn’t want you to see her expression or the hue that would rise to great extent when she spoke. Hell even having you standing so close behind her, all she had to do was lean back and she would feel you. Touch you…. “Nick I have thought about it” she started off and her voice dropped a bit.. “But to go there would mean to touch uncharted waters that could be more damaging then good. On the flip side going there could prove many things to both of us. But an act I had never touched upon.” She had fallen silent while her orbs closed once more and she felt it, the beat of her heart as it sped up and she felt herself fight against that in which she knew was holding her back…

 

You scared her and not in the monstrous ways like many would take you for. She had seen you had your best and worst, had woken beside you after a rogue killing, had stood beside you through many dangers and fights. Had taken up a cause that was yours that you believed in and never questioned you once, though with this she could never tell you the damage you could cause her and how you could destroy her. You were her Strength and weakness at the same time.

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

Bullshit was an interesting place to start, had his brows raised and his mind reeling just a bit, but you carried on and he grasped on to your words, allowed himself the focus for that. You were right that you and he were close, shared a kinship that would be favourable to more going on, would give them something over a bunch of other couples he knew that hacked and struggled their way through the thicket of burgeoning romance.

 

The further comments though, about Sam and the others…were a bit too close to the mark, a mark that was freshly made and still smarting, and even the wolf in him reacted to that, seeing eye-to-eye with him – on that at least – as it rankled and stirred to skulk around you. “No, you’re right on point,” his voice darkened. It wasn’t a warning, he was just…It’s complicated, and the spirits whipping around the two of you were not helping the situation any. “but it isn’t Bullshit. It’s shit. I’ll give you that, but then I’ve muddied things with Sam, did that the day we crossed between mentor and lover. So you see I had my own cause for concern when you and James did the same.” He wanted to go on, but didn’t know how to explain to you how Sam had always been a part of his life here in Orlando, had been a touchstone. Over the years he could gauge his right decisions and his wrong ones from the way she reacted to him after them. Yes he’d muddied it…but he didn’t regret the last couple of years. He just…had to hope that losing her as a lover wouldn’t mean losing her from his life. Which is what he was trying to suggest could have happened had he gotten involved with you….and when he thought it through like that…You know, maybe it was bullshit, but he wasn’t about to share that revelation with you.

 

You turned and for a moment he thought you were pulling away, were leaving, and it fucking lurched at his innards, brought him right back to the now and had his beast circling you, pressing you back to him. Y’see, unreliable these beasts and their fickle ways. “My reasoning may not be sound, Syd,” he sighed, “but…no-one’s proposing that we go there. At least, I don’t think they are?” He tried to add a smile to his tone there, and he stepped close – right up so that your back pressed against his chest, and he wrapped his arms slowly around you (if you’d let him), lay his forehead against the back of yours, the scent of you and your hair filling his nostrils.

 

“You have James. I have…shit to figure out. I don’t see that thinking about other ways this conversation could be going will do either of us any good, so,” His hands took ahold of your upper arms and guided you to turn around, maybe even look at him if you dare. “Run with me. The spirits want some kind of a show.”

 

 

 

Sydney Taylor Acostus

That’s Ms. Growly to you!

Mod Level 2 – Wolf | Liberi Cruenti Lunae

DH|RPO – Room Staff

[WP Lupanar]

{-Sacred meeting ground for the Lukoi-}

says to ]..|Delusions of Grandeu:

 

- she didn’t realize she had truly hit on a few of the valid points until you spoke even your metaphysical beast was pushing her back. With the force the strength your words. She leaned into you and rested her head against your own, even allowed your arms to wrap about her form like that of a protection from her own self in the moment. She listened so carefully and smiled a bit hearing those words that fell from your lips. When you finally stopped for a moment and you lead her to turn around and face you she looked up to you with those soft embers.

 

“Nick I don’t need reasons, or whys to what or how things are. I simply need you. I don’t lie to you; I don’t expect you to lie to me. I have James at the moment because I never saw a you and I. You are my best friend, my truest and most sacred person in this world and I would follow you to hell if it meant keeping your ass alive. I know you are not one to be tied, to be held, you like your freedom, your chances, your choice to do as you please. James is much the same and believes in the whole open relationship stance. Something he learned from you. So I being with him is just a bonus to getting certain needs I have filled. It does not mean by any means he is filling the void in my life. That will never be filled but by you when it comes to what we share.” She said watching you when you spoke of running she would like that and nodded her head softly. “A run will do some good, perhaps I will even beat you this time” she teased softly.

 

 

 

}. Nick Curtis .{

-{Alpha Wolf|Lvl 2}-

DH:RPO – Room Staff

[WP Forest]

{-Is in the Forest behind the Pack House-}

says to :: [ Sex and Candy ]::Sy:

 

You said such nice things, spoke such kind and meaningful words and he warmed by them, strengthened by them, vindicated, even, in ways, by them – because surely, if he was really a shitty person, a bad friend, inconsiderate lover, was really honestly and full all or even one of those things, would be worthy of this kinship, this warmth from someone who knew him as well as you did?

 

The clouds that had lingered above had cleared, and above the treetops that surrounded us the stars shone brightly in the sky. The air had chilled, with that, but it was nothing next to the warmth of his body, especially with yours sharing so close a space.

 

He didn’t know much of your arrangement with James but here you were going from not being 100% about him, to being in an ‘open’ relationship. It begged caution, but then so could you regarding anything to do with him. What was he thinking? You and he. It’d been the topic on the cards for the last little while and yet how it had gotten there escaped him for a moment. It seemed to arrive almost as soon as he’d asked you if you’d been ignoring him. So no, you hadn’t. But you didn’t know how to broach the topic of you and James even though you knew (I mean, you had to know) that he would find out about it?

 

His head buzzed with thoughts and with those pesky spirits swirling and mocking them both, and your wolf and his had gotten tangled up in proximity and it was a fucking good feeling. So let’s just leave it at that. Don’t pick. Don’t stir, don’t look too close. Just smile and enjoy the pretty lady and her mouth. I mean, her eyes. I mean, company. Yes, company, and her scent.

 

He withdrew hands from your cheek, earlier words of yours coming back to him (‘…we simply never gave into what our natural instinct is to do’). Hm. Suddenly the thought of you and he getting undressed in such close proximity didn’t seem like the safest or wisest of options. He bit down on the corner of his bottom lip and let a broad, arrogant smile slowly spread over his features, and he reached to the hem of his shirt, and tugged upwards, pulling it up over his head. “Yeah,” he mused, tossing it to one side and reaching for his belt. “Good luck with that.”

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