crucio (crucio) wrote in cwf,
@ 2010-07-08 15:58:00

open to darby
Graham had always suffered from wanderlust. He liked traveling, going where he wanted, when he wanted. It made things easier moving around, not growing attached, especially after how things had ended with Sigmund. Even still thinking about the other wolf still stung, but Graham never really let it show. He kept a lot to himself, and always seemed guarded. He just wasn't the type to let many people in, and if you were human? Well, forget about it, it just wasn't going to ever happen.

When he'd me Darby, it had been purely by chance. Three hunters had captured the other wolf and were going to kill him. Graham wasn't about to let that happen, though. Making sure his kind was safe was what he did, it was his crusade. His own personal way of giving back, so to speak, especially since he wasn't with his own pack. He'd killed the three hunters, disposed of their bodies carefully in a place where no one would find them and took Darby under his wing. He hadn't intended to keep the other with him for so long, he'd planned to find a pack close by and leave him behind. That hadn't happened, though. Graham had gotten attached, but he'd be damned if he ever admitted something like that. After sleeping with Darby, there was no way he was going to just drop him off with a random pack. Graham reasoned that Darby should go to his pack, where he would know for absolute certain he was safe. Still, a year had passed, and Graham kept Darby with him. Of course, by now, there was no way he could just leave the other wolf anywhere. Darby had started to see the softer, more private sides of Graham, but Graham liked to pretend that he didn't.

They were in a hotel outside of Washington. Graham had been tracking a particular set of hunters for a while now, but they were good. Now that they were getting closer to Seattle, he was growing nervous. He tried not to let it show. He'd been out, getting something to eat for himself and Preston when he slipped into the room. It was rainy out, and his hair was a little damp.

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crucio
2010-07-14 03:09 am UTC (link)

A part of Graham was disappointed he'd gotten so distracted with the way it felt to be fucking Darby because he'd wanted to demand the wolf wait to come until he said so - he loved doing that, it was one of his favorite things to do. When Darby came, he groaned, his hips fucking faster at the way it felt to have Darby tighten around his cock.

"Fuck," he muttered, breaking the kiss as he panted.

He kept on going until, finally, he came too and he pressed his mouth against the front of Darby's throat and bit down.

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-14 03:21 am UTC (link)

It hurt because Graham never held back and Darby let out a choked cry. But it only caused the sensation of his orgasm to draw out and soon enough, he was gasping, the heat boiling over through his limbs, waves of pleasure washing over him from the very center of him.

He could smell blood, his own, just a little, but it was enough to make his wolf panic. But Graham's scent was so strong that it quelled the fear immediately. The rush, however, still clung to him.

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	crucio 2010-07-14 03:31 am UTC (link)
	Graham lapped his tongue up around the marks where he drew blood, and then he pressed a soft kiss against them as if in an apology before he slid off of Darby and settled next to him. He tugged the smaller wolf towards him and closed his eyes as he tried to get his heart to calm down some. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-14 03:37 am UTC (link)

Darby wanted to know if the sex was so good because he loved Graham. He'd never been in love before, or even been close. He'd never dated another wolf before and it was definitely more intense. As he laid there, arms wrapped tightly around Graham, he still felt as if it would be a bad idea to talk about something like that. Maybe someday they'd figure it out, but their relationship had been weighing on his mind more and more the closer they got to Coldwater Flats.

"Does Sigmund still live with the pack?" he finally asked, bumbling into terrible afterglow talk.

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crucio
2010-07-14 04:06 am UTC (link)

Graham usually stayed quiet after sex. He liked staying quiet, and he never wanted to talk about intimate things or feelings. Sleep was always the best option after fucking. That, or going for a run or having a cigarette. He'd been about to doze off when Sigmund came up, and he moved to sit up to lean over the edge of the bed to find his cigarettes.

"No," he replied, "I think he's moved out on his own."

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-14 06:38 am UTC (link)

"But he's still in town." That was the important part and Darby let out a noise that was not perfectly pleasant, but it wasn't negative either. Forcing himself to be casual, he slipped up from the bed and padded over to get his food, not really bothering to clean himself up. Sticking it in the microwave, he heated it for about thirty seconds before taking it out and starting to wolf it down at the small table in their room.

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	crucio 2010-07-15 01:01 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah," Graham said quietly as he located his cigarettes and lighter, and after he lit one, he got up. The cigarette was dangling from his mouth as he tugged his pants on, but he didn't bother to button them. "I'm sure you'll get to meet him, you'll meet the whole pack." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-15 02:16 am UTC (link)

He made a little pout when Graham pulled up his pants, though he supposed if they needed to high tail it out of there, Darby would be the one in a pickle. It was weird to live life as if you were constantly in danger. Even after his experience with the hunters, Darby still had a bit of his old laisez faire attitude about him.

The food was gone in a flash and he put the dish in the sink, rinsing it off but not actually cleaning it. "Do I have to? Do you really think I'm ready to be around a whole pack? If your reactions to me are any indication, I'm going to get my ass handed to me."

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	crucio 2010-07-15 02:33 am UTC (link)
	"You don't have to, but you're going to," Graham said, which basically meant that yes - he had to. "And you'll be surprised at just how many submissives there are, it won't be like a bunch of me's running around," Graham smirked as he wandered over to warm up his own plate of food. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-15 02:52 am UTC (link)

Ready to pull his full on pout, Darby heaved a great sigh before going to his bag and taking out his PSP. "Submissives. Did you ever date any of them?" It was more curious question rather than outright taunt, but there was the faintest element of that there.

The little machine blipped to life and he started to get lost in his game. Everywhere they went, that thing came with them. His laptop was another obsession, but it wasn't out nearly as often as the handheld gaming system was.

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	crucio 2010-07-15 03:09 am UTC (link)
	Graham sat down and started to eat, and he watched Darby with faint amusement. He had no idea how the other wolf could go hours with playing those silly games, but damn if Darby didn't look cute while playing them. Especially while nude. "No," he replied simply, "I didn't really date much." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	impotentwaffle 2010-07-15 03:22 am UTC (link)
	"If conversation was an art, you'd be finger painting," Darby mumbled to himself as he clicked the buttons rapidly. The words may have been a little insulting, but his tone was mostly just chagrinned and fond. After awhile, he fell silent, letting Graham eat in peace. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

crucio
2010-07-15 03:42 am UTC (link)

Graham finished his food up, then cleaned everything up before he went to shed his pants so that he could crawl back into bed. He made sure everything was locked up beforehand, though, then he curled up next to Darby and hooked an arm around the wolf's waist.

"Don't forget to turn off the light when you're done, I hate waking up in the middle of the night to light on when you forget," he mumbled.

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	impotentwaffle 2010-07-15 04:32 am UTC (link)
	He made an agreeable sound in the back of his throat, not lifting his gaze from the game. He would be up very late and then whine about having to get up earlier than 2pm. It was an ever raging battle between them, but Darby never really seemed to mind it. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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