Topic: A Calm in the Storm

QuinnDeFortes

Date: 2016-02-11 08:38 EST
When they got home Quinn realized he was still holding the bottle of scotch, and the glass from the Inn. A grumble and he set the glass in the sink and the bottle up in the cabinet. He had already had enough of that to be a massive ****. And there was no one there he should be an **** to.

He paced back and forth a moment and really did wonder what was with straight people and their fixation with people who weren't hetero. How homosexuality somehow became a sign of weakness, about how it was the lesser of people. Someone had deep seeded daddy issues and this was clearly something he wasn't equipped to handle while intoxicated.

Levi had gotten out of the truck and waved good night to Mark. Initially they were going to all lounge around the RV, have a few drinks and maybe play some cards. But Quinn's foul mood had Levi telling Mark that it was best to let it go.

By the time he got into the RV the scotch was already put up. That was a good thing. And while Levi had a few sips of the stuff at the Inn, he wasn't exactly drunk. Quinn was pacing like a caged animal so Levi went to the door and opened it up for him. "You need to run."

There was a moment where he looked at Levi as if asking if his human was letting him out. Now that was never good. When Quinn felt like he was being treated like a dog, he usually lashed out. Being done so by a human, probably way worse but he just stood there and stared at Levi, there was a blank look on his face and slowly, the edges softened.

And then he laughed, like really laughed, holding his stomach and laughing so hard that he hand to use his free hand to steady himself against the counter and after a moment or two he was wiping his eyes. "Did you just..." He took a breath and smiled. "Did you just tell me I needed to go out?"

Levi watched Quinn carefully, staring back at him when he was being stared at. Yes, he'd held the door open and yes, he had suggest Quinn go outside for a run. He didn't see anything funny about the suggestion or the act. His brows furrowed curiously and he waited for Quinn to stop laughing.

"What? No!" he shook his head and started to see the humor in it. "I just know that when you're aggravated you feel a lot better after you've ran or had a hunt. You know, work off that aggression and all. You're not a puppy who has been house trained. You're a man who is upset because sometimes words hurt. And you restrained yourself in there like no tomorrow. I just thought that you might want to run a bit."

"I just...You wanna come?" He raised a brow to Levi and started stripping out of his clothes. Carefully removing, the cards, the wallet, his keys, money clip, some coins, and he was carefully removing his watch and the leather cuff. He had never asked a human to come with him before, wasn't even sure Levi would want to come with him. But truth was, he felt that Levi deserved to run with him. Saila had, but he knew Saila could have killed any or all of them if needed. Quinn couldn't trust Levi with the three, on a moon, at all. But this wasn't a moon and he was alone. He searched pale freckled features for his reaction. Was Quinn insane? Possibly.

QuinnDeFortes

Date: 2016-02-11 08:50 EST
Levi blinked rapidly and leaned his head forward. "You just... did you... I'd be... you sure about this?" He wasn't giving Quinn much of a chance, though. His leather coat was hung up and he replaced it with his parka and heavy gloves. The cowboy boots might have been a bad idea so he went back to change into thick soled hiking boots. "I'm.. I don't know what... Yes I'll go!" He laughed out loud as he tied his boots. "Give me just a second to finish here." It seemed like he should be naked when Quinn was but... yeah that wasn't going to happen.

He watched that reaction and took a breath of relief. He smiled. That smile that belonged to Levi alone. "You don't have to rush. I am not in a giant hurry." Pulling off his belt and tossing it onto the couch and then his shoes were kicked off and placed by the door. A wince at the ski jacket and he beamed. God Levi was his everything. He draped his jeans over the arm of the couch neatly and dropped his underwear on them. There was a pair of basketball shorts, he kept them in his messenger bag and when he found them, he pulled them on. "You don't have to do anything, you ever see a pup play in the snow. I suppose what we are going to do. Will be like that." Nodding at the thought of it.

Levi tied his shoe lace with a perfect bow and stood up. Quinn was wearing those basketball shorts that hung just so on his hips to reveal just enough of that lower abdomen. It was a tease and Levi wanted to get onto his knees and just kiss that happy trail right on down to Mr. Happy. But, bigger things were afoot and he couldn't let his libido get in the way. "Cutest pup ever," he grinned at Quinn before wrapping him up in his arms and kissing his neck and shoulder.

Now wait maybe there was time for that, oh there were kisses and he smiled and reached up to put those fingers through copper colored hair. "And I won't kill anything, although I am going to have to kill something later this week for Coilin and his stupid seduce my sister dinner." A shudder. Well, there goes that erection. Well, just as well. He turned to the door and slapped Levi's ass on the way out. He was all covered up and that was adorable. Like they were going to build a snowman.

Levi bent his head to Quinn's shoulder when his fingers were in his hair. Levi loved that affectionate little gesture. He sighed then, happy as a clam and his smile proved it. "Well it's for a good cause, to make her happy. That's the ultimate goal, right?" He laughed as his ass was slapped and he stepped out into the cold. It was a blustery night, the moon and stars hidden behind a blanket of thick cloud that was shedding it's soft, downy layer in waves of large flakes of snow. He tilted his head back and stuck out his tongue.

When Levi stuck out his tongue Quinn bent and swiped it with his own tongue with a smirk before taking off for the treeline. Now. The second he hit it, the shorts were at his feet and he was shifting. Mostly because he wanted to be a ways away before he shifted so it didn't bother Levi. The shift wasn't any less painful, but it was more fluid, hey, maybe the two of them being on the same page was a good thing.

QuinnDeFortes

Date: 2016-02-11 08:53 EST
The white wolf was darting back to him now. Running in a zigzag and pouncing into little piles of snow. He ran circles around his human rubbing against the back of his legs and his bum, because, you know massive wolf. He nudged him with muzzle and ran off a bit before running back. Then running off again, then running back. Quinn was happy to be running.

Levi hadn?t expected Quinn?s tongue on his own and he jumped back with a ?what the hell? Look on his face. He realized the game by the time Quinn was running towards the tree line. And it was a good thing that Quinn was out of sight for the change. It made Levi sad for Quinn that the wolf was to be alone, and the pain made him worry.

And then that white wolf, that beautiful creature, was bounding towards him. Levi turning in circles when he was being rubbed against. His arms were up and out of the way for the time being as they connected again. And then he dropped to a squat and gently put his hands upon the wolves shoulders in a hug. He turned his head, closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek to Quinn?s. ?I love you,? he murmured and then stood to watch Quinn jump about and exert that negative energy into something uniquely beautiful.

Now the wolf and Quinn were reconciled, meaning the two halves of a whole were more than verbal and now were seemingly the same. Quinn know who his mate was, and his wolf was no different. The wolf may mourn the loss of his partner, but it wouldn't be forever, it wouldn't be always. Quinn was damn sure it would be, but the other piece of himself held out the softest and most hopeful of hopes. When Levi rubbed cheek to muzzle, he nudged and nuzzled and lapped at his neck and face. Apparently, Quinn loved him too. Who knew right? Ha.

Bounding off he returned with a stick a big stick, and he lay on his belly, in the snow, and gnawed on the end of the stick. Levi may always, from this point on, request Quinn brush upon returning home. This was a man, deep inside, but still, on the surface, he was a pup. The kind who chewed on sticks and when the pieces splintered off he let them roll off the side of his tongue, soggy into the snow. Yeah, he didn't want to EAT the stick, no, he wanted to turn it into a thousand little slivers of stick of course.

Levi stood up and watched as Quinn bolted off once again. His hands went into his pockets and he sighed softly. He considered himself a fortunate man to have Quinn. He was loving, forgiving and patient. He was just what Levi needed in his life. It didn't hurt that Quinn was incredibly sexy and simply adorable in his wolf form.

When Quinn lay down with the stick, Levi frowned. He canted his head and watched as Quinn began to gnaw on it. "Hey, let's not do that," he shook his head and took a squat. He reached for the stick to try to get it away from Quinn's jaws. "You'll get splinters in your mouth. How about you gnaw on some bones?" There had to be soup bones left over from the day's stew, right? He stood back up with a soft scritch between Quinn's ears and walked towards the outdoor kitchen.

QuinnDeFortes

Date: 2016-02-11 08:56 EST
When he tried to pull it from Quinn's jaws he tugged back and then there was a cant of white head and he seemed confused. He dropped it for Levi. Splinters?! He had never gotten splinters. But it was cute that Levi was thinking about him. So his tail wagged and thumped in the snow sending little fluffy puffs up and around him. Bones, bones were a great idea. And he was up and bounding around like a wild thing.

He ran all the way to the RV, then back to Levi. Stopping to sniff at the RV's stairs as if another animal had been there. Hackles were on edge and he snarled and sniffed. Peeing next to the stairs, he padded bad to Levi. Don't worry baby, he totally took care of that cat, it would know damn well not to lay on their stairs.

While Quinn was making their home safe from the stray cats that always accompanied the caravan, Levi acquired some nice, juicy, and very warm bones. They were steaming as he sat the bowl on the ground for Quinn. Most of them were ham hocks but there were a couple of venison hip joints to even out his palate.

"You are the most beautiful creature, no matter what form you take," he mused as he reached his hand out for Quinn. "And I am the luckiest son of a bitch to ever live. I don't think I could ever tell you just how much you mean to me.

Palate? He was just trying to eat a stick, let's not pretend he was picky. He picked up one of the bones and gnawed at it, of course, at Levi's feet. When that hand was reached for him, the bone was dropped and that cold wet nose was pressed against Levi's palm. Licking at the palm he stopped to yawn, mouth wide, tongue lifted and he shook his fur out. Starting at his head and ending at his tail. Little wet droplets were sent flying. Quinn had the single most accepting and loving mate he could have ever asked for and he eyed the door to the RV. Walking over to it. He of course brought one of his bones with him. At reaching the door, he reached up a paw and scratched at it.

Levi winced and brought his hands up, twisting away from all of the water droplets with a loud laugh. "Yeah, I need a shower," he chuckled and then bent to kiss the top of Quinn's head. But then Quinn was up and going with a bone in his mouth. When his paw scratched at the door, Levi picked up the bowl of bones and headed towards the RV. "Yeah, it's kind of late and I'm tired, too. I want to get into bed with my fiance and snuggle. Does that sound good to you?" He looked down at Quinn with a bright smile as he opened up the RV door.

A single bob of head and he jumped up the stairs and into the RV. Now in an adorable show, he wiped his paws before stepping onto the linoleum. Bounding back to the bed he jumped onto it and nosed at the blankets and walked in a circle under them before laying down. The shift was again no less painful and the little whimper went from very canine to very human quickly. Poking head from under the blankets he reached and grabbed the ham hock and quickly took it out of the bed and into the kitchen. "You, are the single most flexible, and accepting man I have ever met." Quinn had always thought he'd have to have another lycan to understand him. But after a few short months, he wasn't so sure Dirk was right, he wasn't going to harm Levi, and Levi understood him whether he was on two legs or on four. He' quickly walked and put his ring back on. Then his cuff, and then his watch. Call it habit. But those three would only ever be off if he was running as a wolf.