Day: February 20, 2018

mythsandmonsters:

ofviolentdeath:

She repeated the gesture before getting another idea. She moved to scratch behind his ear before dragging her nails down and back to reach between his shoulders.

“We don’t have to go any further than this if you don’t want to,” she murmured, nuzzling at him sweetly. “But I won’t regret things if they go further.”

It was more than evident from his reactions that Vaughn had been entirely touch starved his whole life, the slight whine that escaped him completely involuntary and causing him to blush sheepishly.

“I just want… Sorry, I don’t know how to explain it without sounding like a weirdo.” he murmured, fighting the urge to blurt out that he felt like he wanted to rub his face against her skin because she smelled good and he couldn’t describe why he felt like he needed to do that.

“You’re not going to sound like a weirdo to me,” she promised, nuzzling at him again. She knew wolf instinct well enough but only becauss it had never been beaten out of her.

As if to seal her words, she kissed him again. A few times. Each one soft and sweet and lingering.

mythsandmonsters:

ofviolentdeath:

“You don’t have to hold back,” she whispered, tracing her nails along his throat gently. “You won’t break me, promise.” She knew what she was signing up for and him holding back wouldn’t help to ease his primal needs. If anything, it would make things worse for him.

“Are you sure?”

The feel of her nails on his throat sent a shiver through him and he tilted his head a little, inviting her to scratch him harder.

“I still wanna take things slow, okay? I don’t want either of us to end up regretting it because I did something dumb and messed everything up.”

Even with her reassurances, it was obvious Vaughn was afraid, despite how much he tried to just make it look like he was trying to be respectful. He knew they were both capable of taking a little damage, but he wanted this to be more than just satisfying a base urge that he had no control over.

She repeated the gesture before getting another idea. She moved to scratch behind his ear before dragging her nails down and back to reach between his shoulders.

“We don’t have to go any further than this if you don’t want to,” she murmured, nuzzling at him sweetly. “But I won’t regret things if they go further.”

mythsandmonsters:

“Maybe if Lyri wouldn’t jump in and protect him from them?”

Laney couldn’t really give an answer on how exactly it worked because it just was and always had been his entire life, so he didn’t know any different.

“Probably better off asking my granddads about that. They’re the ones who’ve been taking in strays at a pretty constant rate since Uncle Boo and Aunt Cass. Hell, even Sean was a stray from what I heard.”

“Fair point.”

Casper all but sprawled out over one of the chairs, hair falling over his eyes as he did so. He was too lazy to move it, so he was stuck with watching Laney through a soft curtail.

“I just don’t understand how there’s enough room for everyone here. It’s like in Jaws with the line about needing a bigger boat.”

mythsandmonsters:

ofviolentdeath:

The hand on his shoulder moved to his cheek as she deepened the kiss. For once in her life, she was glad for a closed door as she pressed against him a little more firmly.  

Her scent and the physical closeness seemed to scratch some of the itch of whatever was making him so frustrated, but as much as he wanted to just follow his instincts, Vaughn knew that would be a bad idea if he lost control and he didn’t want to end up hurting her just because he didn’t know where to draw the line sometimes so he figured it would be better to just let Cadi dictate the pace of things so he didn’t accidentally push things too far.

“You don’t have to hold back,” she whispered, tracing her nails along his throat gently. “You won’t break me, promise.” She knew what she was signing up for and him holding back wouldn’t help to ease his primal needs. If anything, it would make things worse for him.

mythsandmonsters:

He was still hesitant, but he believed her when she said it was what she wanted, enough so that he nuzzled her a little before he kissed her in return, his movements still tentative and cautiously hyperaware in case he saw any sign that she was changing her mind.

The hand on his shoulder moved to his cheek as she deepened the kiss. For once in her life, she was glad for a closed door as she pressed against him a little more firmly.  

mythsandmonsters:

“From what I know, the family they came from makes their kids get into it when they are literally still just kids, so it’s no wonder they don’t want to do it.”

He wasn’t sympathising with Zeke in any way in terms of hunting, but he figured that he could at least give his uncle a small amount of the benefit of the doubt after he’d turned his back on that life to help find Quinn’s siblings.

“I wouldn’t wanna do it.” It’s what they were going to train her to do. She was being raised to track to basically be some hunter’s bloodhound and, honestly, she would have rather died than be the reason others like herself were killed.

mythsandmonsters:

“Fun’s not exactly a concept I’m familiar with unless you count shooting targets at a gun range, but I don’t think that’s what you mean, is it?”

It wasn’t a confession that came as easy as he’d like, but it was an honest one at least, and he’d figured out that being honest was a good start to finding out who he should be.

“Elise and Manson like guns,” she offered, not really having any better suggestions. “But Elise isn’t exactly what I’d call friendly.” 

“There’s always watching movies or playing games,” she listed off, trying to think of anything simple that he could end up liking. It would definitely be easier if he had been able to actually be a kid.

mythsandmonsters:

Vaughn felt the hair stand up on the back of his neck when Cadi kissed him. He was almost as nervous and frozen to the spot as he had been in the hospital when Genesis had climbed up on his bed and curled up on him, but this was for a whole different reason.

“You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to.” he murmured, hating the idea of doing something that might make Cadi feel uncomfortable or like he was taking advantage of a behavioural response that came from her abuse.

She rested her forehead against his, one hand resting on his shoulder and the other taking one of his hands and placing it on her side. It was sort of sweet that he was checking to make sure she wasn’t doing this out of some weird sense of obligation or whatever and she smiled faintly.

“I don’t touch anyone unless I want to be close to them,” she answered truthfully. Even before, none of the men had been idiotic enough to try touching her once she hit a certain because she wouldn’t hesitate to try taking a bite out of them. 

mythsandmonsters:

Quinn stiffened at the mention of the twins, knowing she was referring to two of the youngest pups that had been found so far, but he tried to hide his reaction from Sable. She didn’t need to know the truth about that for now.

“If Zeke is anything like Dad said my mom was, then that’s a good thing because my mom didn’t want to be a hunter. Her family made her do it. Maybe Zeke is the same?”

She relaxed against him as much as she possibly could, her own posture rigid enough that she didn’t feel him stiffen. He was soft and warm and smelled familiar in the same way Cadi and the twins did and it helped.

“Iunno. I know grouchy Andy’s his brother and he didn’t wanna be a hunter either.”

mythsandmonsters:

Zeke shrugged. He didn’t even have any concept of what he might like beyond guns and other reminders of his past, and none of that would help him earn the trust of those around him now.

“I don’t think I’d be very good at that,” he answered, missing the point that nobody was ever any good at playing the guitar when they started out, but Zeke had spent his whole life having it drilled into him that not being good at something almost immediately meant a potential weakness that could get him killed out in the field.

Her head tilted and a bemused frown tugged at her lips as she studied him for a long moment. She was trying not to laugh.

“No one’s supposed to be good at when they start out. That’s sort of the point of learning,” she answered, trying to choose her words carefully so she didn’t come off as sounding mean. “It’s supposed to be for fun and enjoyment, nothing more or less.”