Jonas had been avoiding Felix like it was his job. Not because he didn't want to be around him now that they'd had sex, but mostly because he wasn't sure what to think about all of it. He was sort of terrified that Felix had just done it and now wasn't interested in being with him again and he was just trying to avoid the inevitable hurt when they ran into one another and he saw first hand how uninterested Felix was. He was sitting out on the back porch, settled on the steps with his leg stretched out. He rubbed at his knee absently while he sort of just stared out into space, looking at the woods even though he wasn't expecting anyone to come out of them.

The first few days afterward, Felix hadn't thought it was too weird he kept missing Jonas. Then he started to catch on that the man's absence was on purpose. The artful dance that they were doing was starting to piss Felix off. If anyone was going to bail, he felt it should be him. He was the one who ran first and quite frankly, he had no intention of running again. He'd gone for a run, and when he caught scent of Jonas outside, the wolf stalked around so that he was upwind of him and could sneak up. He shifted quickly and emerged from the woods, naked and glaring at Jonas.

Jonas was sort of out of it, just staring into space, and Felix made it halfway across the yard before the movement in his vision snapped him out of it and he focused his eyes on the wolf. Fuck. Naked, and angry, and coming in his direction. Getting up from the steps, he hobbled a little bit and turned to go up them, planning on getting into the house and up to his room if he could manage it.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Felix called to him. "You're going to make me chase you with my wang out?" He picked up his pace and caught up with the still slightly hobbled coyote easily. Putting a heavy hand on his shoulder, he turned him around. "Why are you avoiding me?"

Jonas really cursed the fact that his knee was still fucked up as Felix caught up to him, clamping a hand on his shoulder. Once he was turned around to face Felix he just looked up at him. "Are you really going to pick a fight with me with your wang out?" he asked, since Felix had been the one to say it first.

Actually seeing him close up for once made Felix realize how much he'd missed him. Taking a couple steps forward, he pushed himself up against the other man. "If I have to," he said, but his voice was softer, the wind taken out of his sails by just the feel of Jonas this close.

Having Felix's body pressed up against his made Jonas gasp softly and he backed up as much as he could, but really it only put him up against the sliding glass door, pinned in by the weight of the wolf's body. Closing his eyes, he tried not to think about how good it felt to be in that position when he was trying so desparately not to fall for him any harder than he already had.

Felix rarely got outright angry. Usually he passed off anger for caustic humor and then he just avoided the situation. But he didn't want to avoid Jonas. "Why are you avoiding me?" He said again, frowning at the other man, letting his face go closer. He wanted to kiss him, force him to react rather than retreat, but he wanted an answer first.

"Because I wanted to beat you to the punch." Jonas said, his head tipped back and he was looking up at him. Part of him expected to be kissed and part of him expected to be slapped. Either way he hadn't wanted this confrontation for any reason. "Don't be mad at me just because I ran before you could."

"Don't," Felix said, hating the weak sound to hiis voice. He supposed he deserved this, after fucking up so many times and bailing on the man just as they were about to get intimate. But he was trying. He brought his hand up to touch Jonas's cheek. "You can't know for sure that I'll run."

"You bail every time we get close. And after we fucked..." He trailed off and juts shook his head and he tipped it down so that he wasn't looking right up at him. It pressed his face more against Felix's cheek and he closed his eyes. "I can't handle it if you ditch me now, I just can't."

"It wasn't just fucking," Felix said and couldn't hide the hint of indignation there. He let his face drop into the crook of Jonas's neck as he let his body press harder against him. "If you run, I'm fully prepared to chase you." That was hard for him to say and he grit his teeth.

Jonas let out a soft sound as Felix pressed against him and he put his hand on the wolf's hip like he might try to push him away but he coudln't. Instead he just gripped him tightly and pushedh is hips away from the glass door. He'd run. He was still going to run.

Felix recognized the posture because he'd done it to other people. He didn't realize how much it would hurt though. "I want to go inside with you," he said quietly against Jonas's ear. "I want to crawl into bed with you if you'll let me. You can't avoid me forever. I can feel that you can't hold out."

"I can try." And there was some truth behind that. He wasn't going to give it up so easily. Press right up against Felix meant that he wasn't going to be able to get away from him like this. He couldn't out run him in his human form and he probably couldn't either if they were both shifted, but if he was and Felix wasn't he thought he stood a pretty good chance. It was easier for coyotes than wolves, he started shrinking away from Felix into a little pile of clothes. There was no howling or bones breaking, he just was a human one minute and then a coyote.

That had been the last thing Felix had expected and when the coyote was there he was too surprised to reach out for him. "Jonas!" He cried out angrily and stomped his foot like an angry child throwing a temper tantrum. His body was revolting at the idea of shifting again so soon after he'd just shifted back to human form. He tried to drop into it, but his muscles refused and he let out a frustrated growl. Instead, he let himself inside the house and went upstairs to take a pair of Jonas's pajama botoms. They were far to tight on him but he didn't care. He was going to wait for him.

Jonas took off and he hid under the house for a while, small enough to squeeze under the porch and away from Felix. He didn't see him go inside though and he just stayed there for a while, and when he thought he was gone he went creeping out from under the porch and up to the back door. He scratched his paw against the glass until Austin came over and opened it and he darted inside and went up to his room. He left his clothes on the porch and when he got to his room he didn't realize straight away that Felix was in there. He just jumped up onto the bed and went to lay down.

Felix was lying with his back to the door, stewing over how annoyed he was with Jonas. He didn't like having to be the one to work and be vulnerable. When the animal jumped on the bed, he turned around quickly and reached out to grab him. But as soon as he had a hold of him he didn't know what the hell to do with him. "Ha! Now what?" He was half talking to Jonas, half to himself.

Jonas yelped and started thrashing around now that Felix had a hold of him. His grasp was too tight and he was holding him in a way that kept him from being able to bite or claw, neither of which he would have really done anyway. Instead he ended up shifting back, pushing against Felix's grasp to make him lose it as he changed.

Feeling the shift against his hand was enough to make him release Jonas. But as soon as he was human again, Felix was on top of him, pinning him down. "You're going to go on tour and leave me behind, aren't you. I heard Emmett talking about going."

Finding himself pinned against the bed made him frown a little bit and he tried not to wiggle ot struggle too much because he knew he was just going to hurt himself if he did. "I don't know. If he goes I'm going with him." There was no way he was going to stay behind here without Emmett.

"Then why shouldn't I have just bailed on you? I told you you were going to leave me. I finally connect with someone and it's a fucking musician." He sighed and looked away from the man. "A famous one even." One who would probably never belong to him.

"You're the one that bailed on me every fucking time we came close to anything at all." Jonas said to him, frowning as he looked up at Felix's face. "You can't say that you weren't going to do it again becuase it is what you do. Of course i'm going to go on tour, it's my fucking band."

"I don't want to be here without you." Not that he hated Wolf Haven, he'd just never felt so attached to it. He'd long ago conceeded that it was a better place for him to grow up, but it'd never been able to replace his parents and he'd never been able to open himself up to the pack fully.

"Then come with me." The words left his outh before he could manage to stop them. Swallowing, he closed his eyes and he just sighed. "I don't want to get hurt, and you keep running away from me, and I don't want that to happen again but if you aren't going to then just come with us if we go."

Now would certainly be the time that Felix would normally pull away, but he got the feeling it would be the last time if he did. "You didn't give me a chance once we really started. But I didn't deserve a chance. Do you really want me to come with you?"

"Yeah." Jonas looked away from him, his eyes focusing on the wall because he really oculdn't even look Felix in the eyes at this point. Yes, he wanted him to go, but he wasn't holding his breath and he wasn't counting on it.

Felix's hand came up quickly, taking Jonas' chin and turning his face back toward him. He crushed his lips against the other man's with aching fondness. When he broke the kiss, he fell into numerous smaller ones that dropped down the coyote's neck and then his chest. The fact that the other was already naked was a perfect convenience.

Jonas closed his eyes and tipped his head back, letting out a soft sigh as Felix kissed his way down his neck and against his chest. He was completely naked and he squirmed a little under Felix's attention. "I want you." there was no real surprise there, he had from the first damn minute that they had seen one another, and it felt totally unfair because Felix frustrated him to no end.

"You have me," Felix muttered in return, mumbling against Jonas's skin which still smelled and tasted like wild. He wanted to touch every bit of Jonas with his lips and tongue and he started on the methodical journey. "I'm sorry you had to get stuck with me," he continued to talk as his mouth roamed over his skin. "But I think you are. I can't stand the idea of you somewhere that I'm not."

There was no way that Jonas was going to complain about this. He just sighed and tilted his head back a little more, his hips lifting off the bed as Felix's mouth trailed down his stomach. "I want to be stuck with you, I don't want to be apart."

"I'm going to piss you off a million times on tour," he said before he let his tongue lap up the length of Jonas' cock. That would be how he'd beg forgiveness and it was as if he was giving Jonas a preview of how sorry he could be when he messed up, which he knew he would sometimes.

Jonas let out a little moan and he reached his hand down to slide his fingers through Felix's hair. "Why?" He barely had any mind to ask him that but he wanted to know why he was going to piss him off. "I want your mouth on me.'

Felix loved to hear Jonas ask for what he wanted; it made him feel obliging and just the right kind of dirty. "Because you're grouchy and easy to piss off and I say stupid things." He teased him, staring up at the need etched on his face. "You're really fucking gorgeous like this."

Jonas' breath was caught in his lungs and he lifted his hips up from the bed
because he was practically begging for Felix to suck him more. "Dont' tease me." It was really unfair that he was just kissing him and teasing him like this. he wanted his mouth on him all the way.

Finally, Felix dropped his mouth down the length of Jonas, covering him in warmth and wet. He held him there for a few moments before pulling off completely and blowing against the sensitive skin, chilling the surface before starting to lick again. When he was sure any more would infuriate Jonas, he went back to letting his mouth wrap around him, bobbing with purpose.

Jonas whimpered and he wiggled his hips a little more, trying his best to push up into his mouth. "Fuck, fuck. Please don't stop." His hand went down to Felix's hair and he curled his fingers into his hair.

At this point, Felix had no intention of stopping. He let his hand wander against Jonas' thigh, careful not to drop odwn to his knee. Being able to make Jonas make those sounds was worth his own vulnerability.

Jonas turned his leg to the side a little, hitching his knee up even though it sort of hurt. he could ignore it as long as Felix's mouth was on his cock. He wanted to lift his hips up even higher but he was careful not to push too far. "Felix."

Relentless, Felix kept on him, not prepared to stop until he tasted Jonas' release. His hand drifted up to rest comfortably on the coyote's soft stomach and he could feel the deep sense of connection with the other. Even if it scared him, he didn't want to think of it any other way.

"I'm going to finish." he whispered to him, unable to say it any louder. "I'm almost there." he rocked his hips up one last time before he finally came, losing himself into Felix's mouth. He felt bad for coming with almost no warning but he couldn't help it.

Felix didn't care in the least. He wanted Jonas inside of him, all the way down his throat and he could feel his own cock twitch when ropes of come erupted over his tongue. He crawled back up the length of Jonas, kissing him immediately to mingle that taste with his own. He was still in Jonas' pajama bottoms and he was going to make a mess of them fairly shortly as he made out with the other man.

Jonas kissed him back, tasting his own come in his mouth. He licked over his lips before drawing his head back to look at up him. "I want you." he whispered again. "Fuck me." He knew it wouldn't last long, and that he wouldn't really get much out of it, but he wanted him anyway, he wanted the intimacy because it helped him feel more connected.

Hearing that utterly stole Felix's breath and his brain seized up for a second, dumbfounded with how hot he found it. "Jesus," he groaned, wriggling his hips against Jonas. But it wasn't too long before he had those pants off and was positioning himself between Jonas' thighs. With a determined thrust of his hips, he was pushing inside of the man with the slickness of his own saliva and some of Jonas' come. It was enough, and Felix found himself gripped in tight heat.

Jonas' head tipped back and he cried out at the feeling of Felix sliding into him. It was a little rough at first, but it always felt that way. He wrapped his arm tightly around Felix's shoulders and he lifted his head to kiss him again. It didn't even register to him that the door to the room was still open.

That would have bothered Felix profoundly if he'd realized it. Fortunately, he was far too focused on this. It was a ridiculously short amount of time before he lost control and thrust himself into an orgasm. Stamina could come later when he hadn't waited so long to get another go with Jonas. He collapsed into kissing him, still holding himsel finside.

Jonas kissed him back, his arms and legs still wrapped around him. Of course his knee was already starting to ache but it didn't matter. All that mattered to him was that Felix was still inside of him and on top of him and that Felix wanted him. He held a little tighter to him than he wanted, afraid that he would run now.