m - you bring on the sun

Ezra Rosen · 05-31-2011, 01:34 AM

Table by sie! <3
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8D BABIEZ. And if you’ve got too much on your plate, don’t worry about the other thread Smile

“Oh, I don’ know about that,” the mutt mused softly, two-toned eyes getting hungrier the more he looked at the prize in front of him. He looked at his angelic girl, convinced he could not get enough of her. On an impulse, the man gave her a sly grin and softly pushed her to the ground again with an ivory paw. “You, stay here, and come into the house when I tell you to,” he simply couldn’t wait anymore. It was time.

The man launched himself off of Ever and sped into the house as fast as his paws would take him. Teeth clenched sheets as he haphazardly made the bed as neatly as he could muster. He also willed himself to shift into his two-legged form, which was painfully slow. Bones creaked, arms lengthened, and all he wanted to do was have Ever for his own. Time was clearly working against him because it felt like it was taking forever, but soon enough the hybrid was on his feet.

Ezra dug around in a closet, hastily throwing clothes about to find some things he had scrounged up in Halifax months ago. In the far back he found what he was looking for; a soft green (probably silk) blanket, and two candles with matches. While he was living on his own, a werewolf had taught him about fire and was told it could be romantic if used correctly. But those candles were for when the sun set. The male put the candles on the floor, and the sheet on the bed.

Ezra was no stranger to lust, but the thought of making love to Ever scared him. He was nervous; he didn’t care about the woman he lost his virginity to. She was a vagrant, and he was young and stupid. Ever was different; she was fragile, and he knew this could scare her. And that scared him. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, the man walked to the back entrance of the bungalow where Ever was visible. Feeling cocky, the optime man leaned against the door frame, beckoning his mate with a finger.

“Get the hell in here,” he said with as much self-restraint as he could muster. In a perfect world, he would have just pounced on her on the sandy beach. But he was a romantic, and wanted this to be a fun experience for both parties involved.

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