#howlingkiefman

[wolfguarded]

@howlingkiefman || dearest Dante

men were shouting, glasses were clinking & laughter filled the hall on a fine friday night. after a long week of hard work, most villagers would find themselves needing to relax & blow off some steam to transition to the weekend in a much more relaxed mood. weekends weren't any less stressful for many, mates, pups - friends, there was always something to do.

silas was in a similar position as he could leave sam in the nursery during the week, but when he had no shifts on the weekend, he’d be watching her. he didn’t mind, not at all, but sometimes he felt like he wasn’t allowed time to himself. It was either work, helping in the village, run extra errands or take care of sam. he was tired, he was frustrated - so he’d asked the caregivers to look after sam until morning, which gave him the evening off.

so, he was sat in the tavern with a few guards, but also others, they were having fun & he was starting to feel lighter with every emptied mug. one thing he couldn’t ignore though, not even after several mug of ale was dante. dante stood for everything silas hated in alphas & the worst was that he was proud of it, too. god, he hated his guts. just hearing him talk across the table from him filled him with rage. "

we’re trying to enjoy a night out, how about you keep your ridiculous opinions to yourself? nobody gives a flying fuck what you think.“ could he have worded it better? for sure. did dante deserve everything he just said? for sure.

[theotherhalfofhim]

✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way - Cassius

Euclides was a gentle man in nature, he had gotten even gentler since the birth of his pup and the death of his mate. He had to, nothing good came from having a firm hand with a baby after all. That gentle nature helped with his current job too, taking care of other's pups and reassuring them they were perfectly safe with him. The kids love him too and some try to pull one over him but he was far smarter than them to let that happen.

So, when it came to moving someone he could be awkward about it. Enter Cassius being on his way. Euclides, instead of asking him to move he, instead, grabbed him by the waist gently and moved him out of the way. "Sorry," he apologized realizing too late what he had done was too intimate.

[kitchenofthegeld]

Yes, Chef: Billy x Narek

@howlingkiefman

"Hey Narek, quit yapping and come pick up this meal, huh?" Billy grunted in Narek's direction. They were a little busy and his ears had picked up somebody saying something to Narek he didn't like to hear- even over the din.

Narek was cute but that didn't mean he was worthy of being dehumanized and embarrassed. So when Narek came for the food, Billy put his hand over the other's so he couldn't walk away right away.

"You don't take that shit from any Alpha, okay?" he said, looking the other in the eye. "You get uncomfortable, you let me know and they'll starve until they apologize to you. Properly."

[wolfguarded]

mega drain — what wears your muse out the most (ie work, socialization, etc)?

For that question, I asked the man himself & the answer was clear.

"dante."

[wolfguarded]

❇ - To ‘casually’ touch their butt. ₪ - To whisper something naughty into their ear (you know from who. And you know this combo exists XDD)

he was no longer safe in dante's proximity, that bastard kept trying & finding new ways to torment him, especially in public - the more bystanders the better it felt like & silas was having a hard time defending himself.

that fuckin' hand on his ass paired with dante's hot breath against his ear & fuck fuck fuck - had he no shame doing this in the middle of a normal conversation? growling softly, eyes fluttering shut in an act of annoyance, silas found himself with a problem down below. shit.

[feefidofum]

[  PIN  ] ;  the sender pins the receiver against the wall. - Cassius

"You know, you won't get what you want unless you use your words" A smirk spreads itself onto Fidel's face, feeling pressed close to the other man. The young alpha doesn't struggle as his hands are pinned above his head. He doesn't remember how they got here, doesn't really remember speaking to Cassius much really. Fidel just assumed he must have looked at the other man for too long, perhaps winked in his direction "accidentally". However, Fidel wasn't really in a position to complain, literally. He was quite okay with where he currently was, pinned to a wall by a taller man. "You know that face of yours would look much better kissing mine rather than scowling at it."

[wolfguarded]

❛ don’t worry, i’m staying right here. ❜

breathe.

it's okay, just breathe.

one, two, three, four, five. breathe.

"fuck." ever since he found out trenton was settled in athos - had been for years, actually, he'd been unable to think about anything else. for long anyway. for weeks now, he'd suddenly find himself freezing in place - his heart dead-still, breath knocked out of his lungs & his fingers trembling. there was no warning, no trigger per se - just silas' doubts & fears. it didn't help that blaise had practically threatened him with telling sindra where he was.

breathe, calm down, damnit.

like he wasn't constantly worried as was. every single morning he expected to wake either back home, or with a blade to his throat. both would end with him back in chains.

he almost didn't notice dante at first, he'd been too busy trying not to freak out - he hadn't realized what he'd look like to outsiders, clutching his chest & shaking like a leaf in the breeze. arms wound around him & his first instinct was to run, but they wouldn't budge no even though he wiggled.

"shhh, it's okay, cariño." words so gentle, so ..ugh. he didn't want him to see that side of him. not dante.

"'m fine." he just needed a minute... or something. his breath was still rushed, but slowing. "just... go. 'm fine, it's nothin'." pretend you didn't see anything. also, seriously? why, wolf mother, why? did you have to send him here? out of all the possible people?

"don’t worry, i’m staying right here."

...fuck. fuckin' .. ugh. damnit. "....thanks." words so small, barely audible, but ... there. he knew when appreciation was due.

[wolfguarded]

“Be still”

Send “Be still” for my muse’s reaction to yours trailing a hand up their thigh and shirt.

"better keep movin'. kinda busy here." silas rumbled, definitely in guard mode when dante came strolling like he had nothing incredibly evil in mind. he always did. arms crossed in front of his chest, he was leaning his back against a lamp post, just watching the gate & road honestly. calm day. dante retorted something, but silas didn't really listen, sure he got his message across, so he didn't have to worry about the other messing with him during daylight again this time.

boy, was he wrong. as per usual .

thinking of no evil in the damn world, he didn't anticipate or expected hands to wrap around him from behind. fuck. "seriously?"

"be still."

one hand was trailing up his thigh, the other had already found a way into his shirt so that leather-clad fingers were exploring his belly, with a much different target further up up up. fuckin' dante.

silas' arm surged out to wrap around the lamp post to hold himself steady, little growl on his lips. "fuck, here?" out in the open? did he have to? yes, clearly. okay so they were kind of... officially not hating each other.. well, not a lot anymore. fine. but still.

"wait- mmmm. shit." fuck, damnit.