[P] [M] let me love you when you come undone
p. Brumaire
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It was nice to take a break every once in a while and just lay down on the moor. He stared up at the clouds passing him by, slowly drifting from one end of the sky to the other until he could no longer see their puffy forms. It was really relaxing to be lying down on the soft grass, his arms behind his head, and his legs stretched out before him. Everything was a bit achy, if he was honest; he loved to build and he loved to spar and fight, but the two combined made for hard work.

Still, it did leave him a bit muscley, Nathaniel noted with a sloppy grin. His tongue lolled out and he didn't bother to put it back in his mouth as he saw a small flock of ravens fly across Inferni's sky. He rolled his eyes - those horrible ravens, attacking him every chance they got. He couldn't stand them, really; he didn't know what Vesper saw in them. He never met a raven he liked. Besides, when he went over (the rare occasion that he did, thank goodness) to their raven's den or whatever it was called, it was covered in poop. Talk about undignified!

He twitched his tail and snuggled even further into the slightly tall grass, staring as the sun crept across the sky. It was a relaxing day - and there was probably nothing that could be done to change that, at this point.

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A soft breeze ruffled lightly against the thick pelt, the gentle cold touch felt good against his skin. Life was beginning to settle and was reaching the point for the Moineau where it felt like the world was standing still; accustomed to the unpredictable and overly drama filled life within his fathers pack, the peace he found each day was almost eerie, like the calm before a storm. Then again he could simply be too isolated from the rest of his sister pack to see any of the fun taking place, barely recalling the last time he'd spoken to another clans members and spent more then a passing second with them.


The distance he kept between himself and then was a safety measure of sorts; if he didn't interact with them, he couldn't piss them off and then they couldn't go moaning to Vesper, thus avoiding any potential of him looking bad in front of his siblings. One chance was all he had to prove he was worthy of being her kin and he had no intention of spoiling it because some fool cannot take a bit of sarcasm.


Dragging his eyes up as a sound tugged at his attention, a flock of ravens or crows progressing over the clans air space. Dismissing them as trivial he stalked over the grass, intending to head over to one of the archery stands to poke around and possibly get some practice in, until nostrils flared, filled with the scent of a stranger, although the familiar scent which he was coming to associate with the clan was there to. Pausing he cast his sights over the grass, eventually spying the owner. Who was lying down. Spread out.


Attention drawn and mind well in the gutter, he approached with perhaps more confidence to his stride and posture he usually moved with, crouching down beside the male. “Hey. I don't believe we've met yet? I'm Brumaire, you are?” the worlds rolled from his mottled tongue without a pause, hoping to prevent the other from dismissing him when he was rather intrigued and interested in having a conversation with the individual.

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He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh Inferni air. It was the best smell of anything, even the smell of delicious prey after he had killed it, or the weird herbs that weird dog guy put on the meat after he burned it to death. He continued to breath in through his nose, slow and deliberate breaths, drifting almost into slumber. Ah... the smell of grass... and the water... and the sand... and... someone else?

He twitched his nose a bit, trying to figure out what this new smell was in his half-sleep state, before he was nearly scared out of his mind by a voice right next to him! His eyes jerked open and he sat up suddenly, looking wildly at where the noise had originated. His eyes finally rested on a male directly next to him. It was another Infernian, he could tell that much by the scent, but he had never seen the rather... tall canine beside him. His fur was all curly, and his tail looped in on itself, resting on the mysterious stranger's back.

A tiny bit embarrassed that he was sneaked up on so easily, he scratched the back of his head, allowing his face to break out in one of his signature sloppy, drooly, tongue-lolling-out grins. "Nah, I don' think we've met!" he exclaimed. "I'm Nathaniel. Nice to meet yeh, Brumaire! Are yeh new t' Inferni?" he asked inquisitively, his previous embarrassment completely forgotten. He hadn't seen or even heard of this guy's name before just now, so he figured that he had to be new to Inferni some how or another. He sniffed again, slightly confused - his scent was a bit familiar to him, but he really couldn't place where he had smelled it before.

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Two things are only ever on his mind: Pleasing his sisters and getting canines into bed with him >.> - [338]


Lips twitched up a fraction at the sight others tongue lolling out the side of his maw; it was cute, in the way messy pups were cute. A low snort from his nostrils in amusement followed, the hybrid leaning back quickly and placing a padded palm upon the ground to steady himself as the other startled awake, further entertaining the Moineau. Brownish red covered the male, a stunning colour compared to his own array of dull browns and creams, the strangers hair long and curly like his own, although perhaps not to the same degree of his; it was something in common that he noted quickly.


Continuing to eye the male, vibrant eyes paused at the others arms, noting the muscle tone there. Well toned arms were always good, capable of picking up another, holding them up as they were pushed back against a wall or something a like, and the thighs.... there his eyes lingered the most. A guy with good thighs was a weakness of his and already images of how they would feel wrapped around him flooded all functioning parts of his conscious. Heat flooded his body for a moment, the hybrid blinking slowly and clearing his thoughts, shifting a little to gain better control of himself and his fantasies. “Yeah, i'm new-ish. Been here awhile, I guess? But been out trading in neutral lands, more often than not. Doesn't help i'm living in the caves, noticed there weren't many of the clan in there currently. So what you doing all the way out here?” he inquired in an attempt to strike up further conversation. Vesper had said it was more acceptable to fool around within the clan, so long as he didn't spread disease and drama, her words suddenly coming to him in a rush. Red was a colour he found desirable and the muscles upon the other were tempting, the desire to follow his sisters words of advice was strong, if a little twisted to suit his own needs and justify his actions.

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Nathaniel noticed the other canine's eyes wandering all around him, but he didn't really think anything of it - however, how often had he done something similar to see how a person was? Strong, weak, tall, short, curly, straight-haired; he realized that he did observe others quite a lot, to get the scope of who they were. He found his eyes drifting along the man's midsection, and up to his neck where a necklace lay, until the coydog spoke again and Nathaniel's golden eyes snapped back to Brumaire's.

"Yeah, a flood ruined some o' the caves, but th' whole thing's bigger than it looks, so yeh might not see a lot of us around there," Nathaniel explained, his tail involuntarily wagging at a new Clanmate to meet. Brumaire then asked what he was doing all the way out on the moor. He wasn't doing much of anything to be honest, Nathaniel thought as he stared, a bit embarrassed, up at the clouds and the sky before looking back to the lighter male's face.

"I was jus' takin' a break," he said sheepishly. "I've been workin' hard recently, 'specially with wood an' lumber," he said, thinking back to his most recent project. Really, there were so many trees not just inside Inferni, but outside of it, and those branches fell quite a lot during the winds and the rains of summer. They were perfect for building new things and repairing old buildings in Inferni (especially the basement, which he had in his mind to rebuild and make a much better and stabler place in the mansion).

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Settling down on the ground it took him a few seconds before he was comfortable, the hybrid making a point to shift a little closer to the red male in the process of doing so. Curiously he watched the other in turn check him out, access him; although he wasn't entirely sure of the looks he were receiving were interest, an invitation or simply evaluating a stranger. Placing arms behind him, he leant back onto them, stretching out his torso a little and making sure it was on display, along with the curls that adorned his neck and the chain around it. “Ah. Didn't know about the flood, that explains a lot. When'd they happen?” unfurling crossed legs, he stretched one out before him, “Shame really, things get pretty lonely and just plain boring there I have noticed” he slipped in his opinion of the caves and all he knew about them.


Following the others line of sight, he looked up to the sky briefly, before dragging his attention back to the others face. Nathaniel was significantly more notably coyote then himself, although he suspected not a pure breed like many of the clans. It was still strange how the pack was so set up in the belief of coyotes being superior, the whole concept of hating someone because of their species was lost on a hybrid like himself, although he was glad for his coyote blood that allowed for him to make a home near his siblings. Schooling his expression, he was proud when he had absolutely no childish response to the words 'hard' and 'wood' being used in the same sentence together. “Oh? Judging from the muscle you have on your arms, I bet you've been working real hard. Must be pretty experienced with handling wood, huh?” the first part a compliment, the later an innuendo he couldn't resist slipping in, even if it wasn't the most creative one he had every voiced.

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Now, Nathaniel had always thought of himself as rather tall - he was one of the tallest coyotes in all of Inferni, considering that he was a lower percentage than most of them. He looked like part coyote to a wolf, but to most of the other coyotes, his wolfish and dogish characteristics were quite clear; particularly his bulkier build that enabled him to do more heavy work around the Clan, and his longer fur that allowed him to withstand the cold much easier than his coyote friends.

However, looking at Brumaire, Nathaniel felt dwarfed in comparison. And his fur - not only was it thicker than Nathaniel's, but it was much curlier too, so it was clear that Brumaire was a hybrid of some sort of dog. Nathaniel found himself looking up at Brumaire when he spoke, something that he was not quite accustomed to within the pack.

Thankfully Brumaire decided to get more comfortable, and leaned back onto his arms, stretching out his entire body. Well... his entire body, Nathaniel saw as the coydog stretched out his torso and his legs. Nathaniel didn't really mind, or care; he was always naked, as were many of the members of Inferni. He snapped his gaze from Brumaire's... nakedness when the other male began to speak.

The simple coywolf beamed when the larger canine complimented him on his hard work. He also nodded steadfastly when he talked of his experience in handling wooden objects. "Yeh, I'd say I'm pretty experienced," he drawled, attempting to boast about his woodwork (even though all he really did was hammer wood together and fix rudimentary structures). Still, it never really hurt to brag. He could always get better later, right?

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A loud snort escaped his nostrils, a half laugh barely muffled before he flopped down onto the grass, arms gripping his stomach as he shook with silent laughter, breaths coming as shaky gasps as he fought to regain control of himself; but the innocent response to his innuendo was just too funny, the Moineau simply couldn't help himself with the amusement that flooded him. Roaring with laughter for a period of time, the male's humour eventually dwindled into low chuckles, chest heaving as his body tried to fill itself with air again, the hybrid simply laying there with a foolish grin upon his lips. “Nate, mate. You are something else” he flashed a huge smile over to the red male, popping himself back up onto his elbows.


“When a guy refers to wood, he isn't normally referring to the type that comes from trees, kid” he added, feeling the need to explain his laughter, scooting over to the red head and placing a sympathetic hand upon the male's shoulder for the ignorance he had displayed; clearly the male had never had an existing social life and had grown ignorant of such important matters. Really, he pitied the guy; for he'd spent most of his youth at wild parties, participating in every illicit thing he could get his paws into, just to experience the world at least once. Eyes narrowed a little as he shook a little, an echo of the laughter striking him for a moment. “But I have no doubt your building skills are very good. But after all this talk of being so.. experienced with 'wood', i'd rather like to see you live up to such words” he added, wondering if the male would even catch onto what he viewed as a blatant hint; yet he wouldn't put it past the other to be completely oblivious further, considering what he'd already come to know about the red male.

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The slightly proud look was immediately wiped from Nathaniel's face when Brumaire gave an enormously loud snort and allowed himself to collapse to the ground, holding his sides and shaking with laughter. The red coywolf's ears flattened to half-mast, his brows knitted together in a hilarious mixture of confusion and offense. What? What was so funny? He really wasn't that bad at building - he had helped fix the Greenhouse, after all! What did this guy Brumaire even know about fixing things?

Nathaniel was about to open his mouth to protest when Brumaire's laughter subsided and he once again propped himself up on his elbows. He felt the curly coydog reach out and place a firm hand on Nathaniel's shoulder, remnants of the laughter still clear on his face. Nathaniel felt the skin underneath his fur grow hot as Brumaire explained how he had interpreted the word 'wood' - of course, the red coydog hadn't really encountered such innuendos before, and could only gape at the coydog.

"Wh - tha - tha's jus' immature!" he stammered, attempting to cover up his embarrassment with faux maturity, even though it was pretty clear that Brumaire was older than him by at least a few months. His cheeks only grew warmer as he felt Brumaire press even closer against him, not removing his hand from his shoulder, making Nathaniel for the first time that day slightly uncomfortable.

His discomfort only grew as Brumaire spoke again, wondering if Nathaniel lived up to his 'words' - words that Nathaniel now knew, he had misconstrued as an innuendo. He found himself staring at the coydog, agape, finally trying (and failing) to stall for time. "Eh.. wha... eh, whadd'yeh mean by that?" he stammered nervously.

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“Immature, yes? Well, that does summaries me pretty well i've been told” shoulders lifted in a shrug, vibrant eyes staring to the males face, watching his expression and body language carefully, keeping his hand upon the others shoulder for as long as possible; the small contact was nice, making the other aware that he was there even more, or so he liked to think. Dropping his hand, he relocated it to the male's thigh; thighs he couldn't help but steal glances at. God he was such a sucker for red heads with thighs to die for and this guy, so naively sitting there, was practically tempting fate and the Moineau's limited control.

Stroking down the male's thigh a little, he threaded blunted nails through the glorious fur, his smile morphed, lacking the usual innocence it normally held. “Well, I could tell you, but I think a hands on lesson may be more.. appropriate” pushing of from the ground, he moved with the unnatural grace that seemed impossible for one of height, straddling the male's lap, hands upon Nate's shoulders, pushing him down onto the grass, hands grabbing upon the fiery males biceps. “Whilst I may be immature, rest assured that I'm rather experienced and mature in the areas that matter” leaning down, he nuzzled the male's neck, licking and biting at it gently, before pulling back to read the others expression; he had no intention of taking things further, unless there was consent. He was merely messing with the other to get his own kicks, because Nate had left himself way to open; it was his fault entirely, nothing to do with the hybrids lax nature.

“Have you ever slept with another guy? You know, it's rather pleasurable. No strings attached and it feels good” husky voice crooned down to the other, although he didn't move any further. The fear of Vesper biting into him for forcing himself on another was more then enough to make him behave, to some degree.

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Nathaniel's brows knit together even more when the curly coydog's hand drifted from his shoulder to his thigh. Before he could say anything about it, though, Brumaire suggested that rather than telling Nathaniel, he could simply show him what he meant instead. "Whaerrp -" Nathaniel said, the unintelligible babble coming out before he was caught by surprise. Brumaire suddenly sat upright, looming over Nathaniel and suddenly pushing him down into the grass, firmly grasping his biceps and straddling his lap so that it'd be hard to escape.

The red coywolf stared up at Brumaire, who loomed over him like a giant. To his humiliation, his tail automatically curled inwards and under his belly, and he let out a small, involuntary whine; his ears were also now flat against his head. He froze like that, not moving a muscle when Brumaire leaned down and began to lick and muzzle his neck - a gesture that would normally have been nice and welcome among packmates by Nathaniel if he wasn't aware of the connotations that Brumaire was assigning to it.

His discomfort grew when he realized that not only did he feel stiff and freaked out, but he realized with horror that he felt a stirring sensation down below. Brumaire finally pulled away and asked if he had ever... slept with another guy? Dismay, confusion, and slight terror was clear on Nathaniel's face at this point. "Uh... uh... n-no..." he stammered, growing more and more embarrassed by the moment. He was supposed to be a defender of Inferni, not a cowering weakling who couldn't even form a proper sentence!

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Holding his breath he watched carefully, reading the others face and body language. Really, he hadn't know what to expect. It had been awhile since he'd been with someone and clearly the need for physical release was dominating the rational part of his mind, otherwise he wouldn't of straddled a stranger quite so quickly; he would've at least had a longer conversation first. Submission, however, wasn't something that crossed the hybrid's mind, the sight of the others tail curled in as well as the whine brought the guilt on heavily. Jaw locking he held his tongue from saying or doing anything he may regret, whilst he fought to find a reasonable response to the situation he himself had gotten himself into.


Rolling of the fiery male, he sat himself upon the grass one more, angled slightly so that his back was turned a fraction to the other, allowing him to not have to look the male straight in the face. If the guy hadn't been so naive and innocent, he wouldn't of felt nearly as bad, but there was a purity to the other he believed and as such, he didn't want to taint that. Or well, he did, but he wanted permission from the other to do so, never forced. Breathing out heavily, he flicked his eyes to the male “Sorry, I took the joke to far.” running a hand through his curls he rubbed his face with both hands, before crossing his arms to keep them in check. “I'm a sucker for red heads, so forgive me?” a sheepish smile spread across the hybrid’s maw, eyes imploring the other for forgiveness and no hard feelings. “I promise i'll be on my best behaviour from now on” eyes wrinkled a little, full of mirth due to the fact he knew his best behaviour wasn't all that much better than what he had displayed thus far.

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