Backdated to when the pack meeting was :]


She laughed as she walked, trying hard to keep her balance and failing at it every once in a while. She stumbled every couple of steps, but leaned against him so that she didn't fall over completely. He was always there for her, it was so great. It was something that she had never felt, being able to trust someone the way that she trusted him. They were heading back to their house to go to hang out for a little while before they would fall asleep. She wasn't tired at all!

The house came into view and she swung their connected hands back and forth as they went. She was excited to be home, away from the big group that had gathered there. It would just be the two of them.

Her laughter filled his fuzzy head and made him laugh as well. Man, he hadn't felt this good drinking in a very long time. Before he had drank to forget, to numb himself to the pain of the world around him. This time though he had drank to have a good time and he certainly had achieved that goal. Though how could he not with Siobhan by his side? Every time she stumbled and leaned against him he eagerly caught her and snickered a little. She was drunk! He was too, of course, but his focus was set entirely on the beautiful snowy girl beside him. She looked so radiant in her red dress, though she was always radiant in his jade eyes.



Haven grinned like an idiot as their clasped hands swung back and forth between them. The sight of the house they shared was a very welcome one. It had been nice to see the rest of the pack, but now he wanted to spend alone time with her again. Nothing was quite as good as the quality time the two of them spent. When they finally reached the front door of the house the Knight opened the door but misjudged the weight that he had placed upon the wood and when the door swung open he lost his balance and toppled over onto the floor, inadvertently pulling her down with him. Laying on the ground Haven burst into a fit of laughter. How clumsy of him!

She didn't know that this stuff would effect her so much! She felt fine, really, perfectly fine...until suddenly, she didn't. But those times where she didn't feel fine passed relatively quickly. She hadn't thrown up, but'd had a few scares along the walk back. She hated throwing up, and the thought of it made her try to walk just a little bit straighter. As soon as she forgot about the fact that she really hated throwing up, and about the sick feeling in her stomach in general, though, she came back to being her tipsy, giggly self. It was a sort of cycle.

They reached the door soon enough and the girl found herself on the floor quite suddenly. She didn't know how she had gotten there, though; how had that happened?!? It must have been magic! Haven was laughing about the magic and she did too, giggling until her sides hurt. "Haven you are so silly! Siobhan feels silly tooooo! It's nice!"

Haven had gotten sick the first time he had drank. But he had drank far too much and had mixed different kinds of alcohol as well. That hadn't been fun. He had been having a great time and then suddenly it had all changed and he was passed out on the ground. Hopefully that wouldn't happen to Siobhan. At least they'd only been drinking the one kind of booze. That would help, he thought. The male had noticed her energy falter at times and thought she might get sick, but so far she had always recovered without having to throw up. Throwing up wasn't any fun and he hoped that it wouldn't happen to her. He would feel so bad if it did.



The boy was laughing so hard after falling that moisture built up at the corners of his eyes. Oh man, this was just too funny! She was laughing too. But of course she was, this was hilarious! "Hahaha, yah, we're both reeeaaally silly." Honestly he hadn't remembered that alcohol could make him feel this good. Suddenly though he came to the conclusion that Siobhan wasn't nearly close enough to him. Hands reached down to pull her up towards him. "Come 'er you!"

She came in close to him, the pair of them still laying on the floor in front of the open door. She wanted to shut it, and reached out her foot so that she could kick the door closed behind them. The house became slightly darker now that the moonlight was cut off, though it still streamed through a few of the slightly cracked windows of their house, illuminating patches of the floor around them. "Ok! hehe! but Haven, the floor is all dirty you sillyhead!" She moved so that she might wrap her arms around him, pressing her nose into his ginger fur. Ahhh. He smelled so nice.

She would definitely have to have more of this drink in the future; it was a shame that she hadn't thought to bring any home with her! Everything that each of them did was so funny! She wanted to be able to relax and laugh around him like she was now. But maybe next time she wouldn't drink quite so much...just enough to get her a little bit braver.

He's taking her to the couch instead of the bed, cause that's where all the cool kids fool around XD



The sound of the door closing was loud in his ears, but it was a welcome sound. Now they really were alone and no one would come bother them. Because this was their house and now the door was closed. As she wrapped her arms around him his did the same to her, holding her close. When he felt her nose press against his fur a sort of happy purr rumbled in the male's chest. What could be better than this? "Hmmm, I guess you're right. The floor is dirty." With a sudden burst of strength and energy he got back up, still holding her, and took them over to the couch.



Gently as he could in that drunken state he laid her down against the soft cushions and hovered over her, one knee on the couch and one foot on the floor. The way the moonlight illuminated her here was breathtaking, even more so than she had been on the ship that day. One hand moved to brush the hair out of her face as he stared into those perfect rubies. "I think I'm falling in love with you Siobhan..." He had been wanting to tell her, but he hadn't had the courage to until just now.

ok! lol XD


She squealed with delight as the ground moved out from underneath her. Her head was so spinny! But she couldn't help but laugh despite the dizzy feeling. She was going somewhere without walking! And he was the one that was carrying her. All that time that he had been away she had waited for him, looked for him everywhere. And now she had him all to herself. It was so perfect.

She lay quietly beneath him when he put her down, head tilting to the side when he opened his mouth. He had something to say, and she wanted to catch every word of it. When she did, her eyes widened. The things he was saying were very serious...things she didn't think she would hear from him just yet. They liked each other and wanted to be around each other all the time. Was that love? She didn't know what love was, really. She'd never felt anything like this...just the love that she'd had for Ezekiel as a family member. This was contrastingly different.

"Haven..." She looked up at him, but his face was in the shadows because of the way that the light was coming through the window. She could see part of it, though, and his expression wasn't a joking one. He meant this. "Siobhan wants to be with you forever. She came here to make a life with you...because her life had no meaning without you."

In his dreams that one month, when his nights hadn't been haunted by nightmares, he had never imagined things being so perfect. Hadn't allowed himself to hope for something so wonderful. He had thought he would be lucky if she still wanted to be his friend after everything. But now she had left Inferni and come here and they were living together. It was all so good it was almost hard to wrap his mind around it all. But it was real. As real as the beautiful girl that was laying beneath him.



Did she feel the same way that he did? She had before, when he had liked her, but love was much different than just liking someone. The poor girl might not even really know what love was, having never experienced it in even a familial way. There was some nervousness and fear of rejection in him, but he tried not to let it get to him as he waited for her to respond. It was a good thing that he had been drinking tonight because it had drowned most of his doubts and allowed him to tell her how he truly felt. Whether or not she felt the same way, he wanted her to know.



When she finally did speak her words made his heart swell. They were so touching, and they meant so much to the young man. Haven's thumb brushed her cheek. "I want to make a life with you too, I want to be with you forever. I'll never leave you Siobhan." He leaned down to give her a soft kiss on the lips, showing her what he said was true.

He'd shown her a whole new world, really, one that she probably never would have known existed. She was so grateful that she had found him at all, that she'd found someone who wouldn't judge her for things that had happened to her in the past and who would treat her the way a lady should be treated. She didn't know a lot about the world...but now she felt like she could learn everything she needed to know about it with him there at her side.

"Good" She whispered, just before his lips met hers. She broke away after a few moments, leaning up so that she might nuzzle into his neck, just below his jaw. This was so perfect, he was so perfect for her. They both had their faults, sure, but together they made something truly special. "Show me more"

Haven believed that he had always had these feelings for her, from their very first meeting. He had just had to grow up to realize what those special feelings for her really meant. But now they had both grown up. They were still young, yes, but they weren't children anymore. Any feeling of childishness he had had left had been ripped away from him the moment he had found out about his father's crimes. There were times he still wondered if Siobhan had really ever had a childhood at all. But right here, right now, all that didn't matter. Right now there was just to the two of them. Two young adults that were falling in love with each other.



As she broke their kiss and nuzzled against his neck he let out that same deep purr he had before. Though at her words an excited shiver ran down his spine. If he had been sober he would have been nervous to do anything more, too afraid that he might do what his father had done. But as the alcohol had dulled his nervousness about telling her how he felt, it also dulled those fears. He moved his head, lips searching out her neck, planting gentle but urgent kisses on her soft fur. One hand ran down her arm, softly caressing it.

The room was dark but there was a bright light in the sky that shone down over the two of them, illuminating them against the black backdrop that was the rest of the house. They could have laid down anywhere to be with each other, but they'd picked the couch. She'd never seen the couch as anything other than a regular, ordinary couch...but tonight it looked beautiful. He looked beautiful. It probably wasn't appropriate to call a man beautiful, but it was how she felt.

Everywhere that he touched her burned red-hot, but the feeling came slowly as he kissed her neck and rubbed her arm. Her brain was still alcohol-fuzzed, so it felt like things were happening a little slower than usual. It was good, though, every new feeling. She liked the kisses that he gave her and leaned her head to the side to give him all the access that he might want, her heart thudding with nervous excitement in her chest, breathing quickening.

Haven was pretty good at keeping his carnal desires at bay, probably because he had never felt overly needy for physical intimacy from her or anyone else. Though right now those urges were taking his body and brain by force. All his teenage hormones were raging and he couldn't think of anything else in the world he wanted more. His family fell away from his mind, his pack, his duties, all of it was nothing to him right now. Right now, there was only her and them and what their bodies wanted. Of course at any point she protested he would snap out of it and stop right away. That's what he told himself he would do, that's what he needed to believe.



Siobhan leaned her head to the side, giving him more access and he growled in satisfaction. He could feel that pulse beneath her skin quicken and he knew that his was increasing as well. Salmon tongue darted out to lick along the length of her porcelain neck and he kissed the trial of her jawline. Then his lips found her's again, kissing her almost feverishly. The hand that had been on her arm moved to her side and ran up her waist and ribs, stopping right under her chest, somehow holding back despite his perceived lack of self control.

A fire was coming over her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Things that she would have been hesitant about before she rushed into doing, her hands running up and down any part of him she could reach. She put them around him as he kissed her neck, holding onto him as if her life depended on it. He was her anchor, the entire reason that she was here, happy. She had never been this happy before in her life.

The alcohol did help things, too. She started to react more to the things he did to her, kissing him hard when his lips met hers again. But this time it was her that broke the kiss, placing kisses and small licks down his neck and chest, nipping at his skin in places.

A heat surged through his body like he had never known before. A kind of primal fire. Haven had always been fascinated by humans. By their histories and what they had left behind, but now he felt more like the animal he really was, and that animal did not want clothes on right now. Without removing his one hand from her he shrugged off his jacket and it was allowed to drop forgotten to the floor. That heat that he felt was transmitted as he kissed her, his tongue finding its way into her mouth for a seconds before she broke the kiss.



As her mouth trailed down his neck and chest a groan escaped his throat, feeling so much pleasure in just those simple touches. His hand lost its sense of modesty and moved over her breast, cupping it. Hmmm, he didn't want her to have any clothes on either. Hand moved to her back and pulled down the zipper of her dress. Fingers danced over her collarbone, sliding down one of the straps.

The girl didn't know what she was doing at all, where these kisses might lead, but she knew that she wanted to make him happy. Just being with him made her so, so happy...she had to repay him for taking her in and giving her a new home. She had come here just to be with him, to live with him as long as he would let her. She couldn't go back to Inferni any more and she didn't want to.

He started to undress her and she helped him impatiently, unzipping it the rest of the way and taking it off completely. She wasn't thinking about how her own body looked, she was so focused on him. She did have a few scars from puppyhood in areas that the dress covered, most along her stomach and inner thigh. Her mother had often grabbed her by her soft belly or legs in punishment.

She continued what she had been doing before, kissing his skin slowly, letting her tongue slip out every once in a while for a taste. She reached fabric and stopped, undoing the button and zipper on his pants, beginning to pull them down a little.

Siobhan's dress quickly joined his jacket on the floor and his hands explored over her plush snowy fur. He felt a couple of the scars on her stomach, but his mind didn't even register them. He loved everything about her and she would always be beautiful to him. Scars didn't matter. Scars didn't change who she was on the inside and he didn't think for a moment they marred her outer beauty either. One of his hands moved up to play with the curls that tumbled down from her head, fingers running through them. He couldn't believe how good this all felt.



Her lips and tongue were beginning to make him pant and his eyes were closed in pleasure. Though they snapped open once he felt her undoing his jeans. Wide eyes looked down at her. Was this really happening? Oh gods, he almost hated to say it, but he hoped so. The heat that had been running rampant in his body began to pool beneath the fabric and he felt a strange sensation that he had never felt before. His free hand moved to help her pull his pants down more. He couldn't believe this was happening.

Later, in the morning, she might wonder about what they had done...if it would change anything between them. If it might create some kind of a tension or if it would be something that would bring them closer together. But right now Siobhan could honestly admit that she just didn't care. She was excited about this above everything else, more and more excited by every reaction that she got from him.

His fingers played with her curls and she smiled up at him; she really liked having her hair played with, and the way that he was running it through his fingers..it was great. She helped him get his pants completely off. She'd never seen this portion of him before, this lower area without clothing. Did it always look like this? She had tried to ask Ezekiel about things like this before...but he had gotten angry about it. He seemed really happy, though, so she assumed that what she was observing was a normal reaction. He would tell her if it wasn't normal.

Siobhan didn't let this new discovery halt her in her exploration, and she continued with what she had been doing before with her mouth, only lower. Her tongue met the hot surface of his organ, lips giving it the same treatment that she had given the rest of his body.

ooooh, inexperienced sex makes me lawl XD



If he hadn't been drunk he would have been terrified. Well, maybe not terrified, but much more nervous than he was right now. Thoughts like was this okay? How did she feel about this? Was he pushing her into this? would have assaulted him, but right now none of that flew through his head. His head was swimming in booze and arousal so intense he couldn't even comprehend it. Haven hadn't known that this sort of thing could feel this good. It was nothing like he had imagined. More than he could have guessed in his wildest dreams.



The smile that shone up at him made his heart feel like it was going to pound straight out of his chest. Gods she was gorgeous. The most gorgeous girl in the world. His girl. And he was her man. Before he even knew it his pants were completely off and with the rest of their clothes on the floor. Honestly, he was just as surprised at what was under the clothes as she was. It had never done that before. But it didn't feel wrong, so he didn't worry. That must have just been what it...did in these situations.



When her lips touched him there it blew everything else away and his mind exploded in pleasure. "Oooooh..." he moaned deeply. The hand that had been running through her hair moved gently to the back of her head while his other clutched the side of the couch. Haven's head rolled back as his breathing became labored. "Oh gods Si..." He never wanted this to stop, though he did want to show her how amazing this felt.

Theirs was a pairing like no other. Siobhan was sure that if this hadn't been Haven and if she hadn't already been very sure of the relationship that they had (though they were young), that she wouldn't be doing any of this. Even drunk, she did know what she was doing. A bit, at least. The drinks had just made her happier about everything--about being here with him, about all of this. The groans that reached her ears served as encouragement and she continued with what she was doing.

She took a slow pace, still getting used to exactly what was going on. His moans pleased her, that she was making him happy. His hand running through her hair made her excited and she moved a little faster, tongue darting about, dancing over his skin.