The run in with Sullivan had been stressful for Basil. In his father's house and in his old world, people just didn't talk so openly about such matters. The things Sullivan had said, and the things Austin had said back made him nervous and so he had been avoiding the wolf, even though he'd really grown to like him very much over the past few days with him. He couldn't stand it any longer though and he finally knocked at Austin's door.

Austin had fallen asleep on the bed, his book resting against his chest and glasses on. When he heard the knock he lifted his head up and just sort of looked around for a second before sitting all the way up. His book fell off the edge of the bed and he rubbed at his eyes beneath his glasses. 'Come in."

Poking his head inside, his posture was submissive, head jutted down ever so slightly. Everything about him was cautious, not sure if Austin would be upset with him for hiding after the confrontation. "Hello." His voice was small and he adjusted his thick glasses.

"You can come inside if you'd like." Austin pushed his glasses up on top of his head and then leaned over to pick his book up off of the floor before he stood. Stretching his arms up over his head he looked over at Basil. "What are you up to?"

Toeing the ground a little, Basil shrugged. "Nothing really. I wanted to see you. I suppose I wanted to apologize for being rude and not coming to visit you sooner." He looked terribly proper just then, hands clasped behind his back, words carefully chosen.

"It's fine." Austin was used to being alone for the most part so he wasn't really that alarmed by the fact that Basil hadn't come around much after their incident with Sullivan. "If you want to sit you can." He usually wouldn't have offered that but he thought Basil would be a good friend if he made the effort.

Basil nodded, and he tried not to make it look too eager as he sat down. He wanted desperately to ask about Sullivan and Austin's issues, but he didn't dare commit such a faux pas. Instead, he was quiet, looking like he was sitting on a big question mark.

It was fairly obvious that there was something on his mind and he tilted his head to the side as he looked at Basil. "What?" Because he clearly had something he wanted to ask and Austin would be willing to answer it as long as it wasn't something he didn't want to talk about.

"Why was Sullivan so angry?" He thought that was a good, general question. "I could smell it on him and it made my nose burn. But you were angry too." He shifted uneasily, clearly disturbed by his own boldness with the questions.

"Because Sullivan and I were lovers." He said. "And when he decided to start sleeping with someone else I decided to stop sleeping with him. And he doesn't like the options I gave him about how to reconcile the problem." That he supposed was the easiest way to put it but it was so much more complciated than that.

"Oh." He nodded, going silent again, but the antsiness wasn't out of him just yet. After a couple of seconds he stole a glance back up at Austin. "Are you trying to sleep with me to get back at him? I mean--not that you're trying to sleep with me, but you're being nice to me and at first I thought it was because you liked me, but now I'm worried it's because--well, for some other reason." He blurted those words.

Austin just looked at him for a minute and raised his eyebrows slightly. "No, I wasn't trying to sleep with you to get back at him. Though now that I know that you think that I will be sure to never try to sleep with you, because you'll never think that I'm doing it just because I want to and not as some sort of weird revenge thing."

Basil flushed, looking disappointed but relieved too. "You're just my only friend here and I'm scared I won't make any more. I'm glad I met you first." Other than Wendell who he'd met when he was a little boy, so that didn't count. His attention focused on the bed cover, picking at it nervously.

"There are plenty of people here who will be friends with you, Basil, you just have to be more open to meeting people. And don't do that." he didn't want Basil picking at the quilt on his bed, it was his mothers and he was pretty touchy about it. It had taken him ages to even put it on his bed becuase he hadn't wanted his smell to overpower hers.

Quickly retracting his hand, his head snapped up to look at Austin. "Like who? You don't like any of them, so why would I like them?" He stood up, worried about the blanket now. "You're right though, I'm sure there are lots of nice people here."

"Emmett is very nice and very friendly. You'd probably like Robin and Haben or the coyotes. There is a wolf down the way that can read your fortune on tarot cards or the lines of your palm, you might find him interesting." he wasn't sure. "What do you like to do with your free time?"

"I knit." He said quietly, but he was joking and a small smile started to shine through his usually reserved exterior. Biting his bottom lip, he offered a shrug. "I went golfing with Dad. I can play the piano." He splayed out his long fingers, perfect for reaching a wide octave.

"There are musicians in the house. They might like having you around if you can play the piano." He offered, not really sure if he would do well with Emmett and the coyotes. He knew they were always looking for a drummer and that the last one they'd had was a tiny little nothing sort of girl that had damn near taken one of the wolves down in an attempt to talk to Emmett.

It sounded just short of promising. "What do you do for fun?" Basil was more the sort to match likes rather than have his own. His father had never really allowed him the space to be an independant person and Basil needed someone to latch onto. He wasn't aware of this tendency, of course, but he was displaying some of the signs now.

"Right now all I do is study." He said. "But I like to run and I like to shift and I like spending time with my brother, but he's been sort of out of it lately." it sort of dawned on Austin then that he didn't have much he did do for fun.

"Am I going to have to go to public school?" The thought just dawned on him and he looked horrified. "I can't go to public school." Maybe Wendell could home school him or something, but he couldn't bear going into a building with all those new people; it made him sick to think about it.

"You will probably go to the public school. What's so wrong with it?" he asked, folding his arms over his chest as he tilted his head to the side slightly in the other direction, studying Basil as he sat there looking some what horrified.

Looking at Austin as if he was a little crazy, Basil shook his head. "All of those peope bunched together in one room? And what if I'm ahead of the class? What if I'm put in a grade over mine? I'll be small and people will pick on me. Dad used to say that people pick on smart kids and kids like me." Different ones, he'd always grown up thinking he was different in some way more than just a shifter.

"You'll most likely be in school with Robin, he'll show you the ropes. Can't guarantee you won't get picked on though, but if you are afraid of even trying you will never know for sure if you are missing out on something great or not."

"But if I don't try, I'll avoid a possible disaster. Isn't that something?" He tried to filter through the names he'd heard in his head to figure out who Robin was. When he came up blank, he sighed. "Maybe I can just get my GED."

"That seems like a waste of time." He said, shaking his head a little bit. "Are you really not going to go? It seems a little cowardly." He sat down on the edge of his desk and dropped his book onto the top of it.

When Austin danced around calling him cowardly, he puffed up a little. He didn't want the other wolf to think he was a coward. "GEDs are faster, actually. I could probably pass now." A touch of arrogance came to his tone and he shifted from foot to foot.

"Yeah, but then you'll be stuck explaining for the rest of your life why you didn't just finish high school. It isn't difficult." He leaned back on his hands and just looked at Basil. "You might even meet people to hang out with, people that you like."

"Do people really ask for high school diplomas?" Basil frowned. "And I was tutored by some of the best minds. When you have those names on your resume, you don't really need a diploma to prove anything."

"Sure, whatever you say kid." Austin just shrugged his shoulders and let Basil think what he wanted, because clearly he wasn't going to be able to change his mind. "What are you going to do with your GED then? Go to college?"

"Well, I used to have a plan but I don't suppose it matters all that much now. When I'm twenty one I get my inheritence and I guess I'll just go back to San Francisco." He didn't really want to do anything now that he was all alone. What good would college do him?

"And what will you do in san francisco? Let your money keep you company?" he asked. "Turn into one of those crazy reclusive millionaires who is ocd about keeping his hands clean?" He was kind of teasing him.

Basil had to laugh a little at that, even if it was kind of scary-close to a possible future for him. "Well, maybe. There's nothing wrong with cleanliness, Austin."

"There's nothing wrong with being dirty either." In fact now he was determined to get Basil dirty, even if heh ad to wrestle the kid down the stairs and out into the woods. He knew it wouldn't be that hard.

Quirking a brow, Basil shook his head and finally sat back down on the bed, feeling comfortable again. "Dirt has germs and it makes you feel gritty and slimey all at the same time. There's lots wrong with getting dirty."

"How on earth have you made it this far alive?" he asked with a soft laugh. "When was the last time you shifted. You should come and take a run with me."

Taking out the well-kept mini calendar from his back pocket, Basil opened it up to the current month to answer Austin's question. " days ago. I have a schedule, see?" He held it out for Austin to examine, wondering if the timing matched the other wolf's schedule (thinking everyone had one).

"Six days? Jesus christ." Reaching forward he plucked the calendar out of Basil's hand and he flipped it open to look at it. Six days was far too long for Austin, who was used to running every morning, or every other at the least. "I go every morning most of the time. I didn't go this morning because I overslept and Wendell was already making breakfast by the time I got up."

"Every morning?" He said with surprise. There was something appealing about that to Basil, but he couldn't be sure what it was. "My father and I used to go once per week and we made a long night of it in our backyard." It was a large backyard, with a huge hedgemaze where they would play. It was the only time he'd ever really seen his dad let loose.

"I get up early in the morning and I go for a few hours before I work on my class work. Hunter and I go together most of the time. Though he hasn't been shifting as often, or at least not with me. He runs with Wendell a lot too so that Wendell doesn't have to go alone."

"But you didn't this morning? Do you--I mean would you like to go with me?" Because Basil supposed he could shift a day early if it meant he could spend time with Austin like that. He wasn't so shackled by propriety in his wolf form.

"Yeah, I would like to. But you are scheduled for tomorrow." he tapped his finger against the journal and then he leaned back with a smirk. "And I want to go tonight. Probably after dinner, so that I don't want to hunt and instead I will just run."

"Hunt?" Basil's eyes widened, everything else taking a backseat to that notion. "Like, kill something?" He'd never really indulged in his own predatorial nature, always keeping those things at bay. "And I can go tonight. I can move it up a day; it wouldn't be the end of the world to go off schedule for a special occassion, would it?"

"Yes, hunt. As in killing something." He pushed up off of the desk and walked over to sit down next to Basil on the bed. With a bit of a smile he leaned back on his hands again and just studied him. The boy was cute but now Austin was trying not to pay attention to that now that he knew Basil thought he was just trying to use him.

"Kill something--yourself?" His line of questioning wasn't exactly the most intelligent, but he was only stunned because of the sheer notion of killing another living creature. His wolf rolled up as he concentrated on what it might feel like.

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"Yeah, most of the time it's just rabbits or squirrels. I don't go after deer unless I'm running with Hunter because they can be sort of dangerous to try and take down on your own. They kick and if they are a buck they have antlers. Sometimes they can tear a wolf up pretty good."

Basil just stared, completely fascinated by the talk. His wolf was really jumping now, sending electric jolts down his back and bringing on an urge to shift that reached out and brushed up against Austin hungrily.

When the beast brushed into him, Austin sent his forward, rubbing into Basil's with an overwhelming push, as if he was trying to smother him. He knew that he was probably risking pushing the boy into a shift but he didn't care, he wanted to show him what he was capable of.

He'd never been touched like that by another wolf as powerful as Austin before and it felt like a real touch instead of just the atmosphere around them. He let out a little gasp and leaned forward. "Can you do that again?" He was completely breathless but his eyes were dilated and his heart was racing.

There was a slow smile that spread over Austin's face and he leaned in so that their faces were close together and he pushed his wolf forward again, rubbing it roughly into Basil so that he could have the full effect of how it was to be with someone like him, someone who was full blooded and powerful.

There wasn't any holding back with a coaxing like that and Basil cried out, not even having to think about starting the shift. Before, everything about him was thought through, planned, scheduled. This, however, was not like that and it was coming whether this was a convenient time or not. Reaching out, he grabbed at Austin's shoulders, the good feeling drowning into the pain of the shift. Still, it was an immense release, a catharsis to just give over control to someone else and he groaned, pleading for something.

Austin pushed him back off of the bed and onto the floor so that he didn't make a mess of the bed if he went all the way through the shift. "Wait for it." he said, trying to push Basil's beast down with his own. "Wait for it, until we can go together."

When Austin pushed the wolf back, it hurt even worse and he whined, feeling toyed with. Curling onto his side, he brought his knees up to his chest and sucked in long breaths. But he wanted the feeling back and when he was calm again, he looked up at Austin, frowning.

Austin turned him over and pulled his legs down so that he was laying flat on the floor. Crawling on top of him he sat on top of him and pinned him down. "So we can eat or we can run first."

Lying there, pinned, Basil's frown changed to a look of embarassment, pink engulfing his face. He felt profoundly reprimanded, and he wanted to promise not to release control again. But he didn't say anything about that, just turned his head to the side. "Whatever you'd like. I don't want to change your plans."

Lowering his head, Austin buried his face against Basil's throat so that he could smell him. He let his head tip back until he was buried against his pulse. "We can go now."

The pulse was very quick, threatening to crawl right out of Basil's skin. Less like a reprimand now and more like a nuzzle, he closed his eyes and relaxed, wriggling so that he could move his arms and wrap them around Austin. "Okay. I'd like that."

Getting up from the floor, he reached down and pulled Basil up to his feet. Wrapping his arms around him he drew him in so their bodies were pressed together and he just looked down into his eyes. "All right, let's go then."

Basil was afraid his heart was going to burst and he clung to Austin tightly, showing more strength than what looked to be in his limbs. "Can we hunt?" He said excitedly, trusting Austin to protect him from whatever dangers might be out there.

"Yes." He coudlnt' help himself just then and he leaned down to press a soft kiss to Basil's mouth. "Let's go." pulling back, he laced his fingers in with Basil's and pulled him out of the room so they could go and run. He practically dragged Basil through theh ouse.

He had to drag the boy, because the kiss had sort of shut his brain down. It confused him and ignited him all at once and a million questions were sparked in his brain, but none he could put words to just yet. As he stumbled into step behind Austin, he felt his wolf responding again. Maybe his father had been wrong--maybe a week was too long to wait for something that felt so good.

When they got downstairs and outside he raced with him to the woods and then pushed him down against the ground when they were in the clearing. Austin crawled on top of him and pushed his beast forward into Basil again.

Not expecting any of that, Basil cried out with surprise. But the sound was peppered with something else as well and it wasn't a sound the boy had ever made before. It happened so fast, his wolf responding, that Basil didn't have time to overthink it, just experience it. When the shift started to roll through him, he winced and cried. Still, it was easier than shifts had been with his father and he only had a second to wonder why before his brain was utterly preoccupied.

Austin pushed, hard, forcing it out of Basil so that he didn't have any choice but to respond to it and to the way that Austin was guiding the shift. Once he had gotten to the point of no return Austin moved off of him and started to shift himself.

Basil's cries morphed into whines, animal sounds coming from a skinny blond wolf. His limbs were long, and his structure was large, but he still seemed delicate, frail as he got to his feet and shook himself off. He looked liked a smaller version of Sullivan. All of the pent up emotion in him came out in a series of barks and yips because while his human self could hold things like that back, his wolf self saw no purpose in it.

Austin was already finished shifting by the time that Basil was done and he just went over to lick the smaller wolf's face. It was a few long strokes of his tongue and then he lifted a heavy paw and pushed Basil over so that he could pin the wolf down and groom him for a moment.

Being a rather nervous wolf, Basil seemed a ball of anxious energy. But as Austin cleaned him with his warm tongue, Basil calmed down and eventually he was utterly relaxed with his only movement being the happy thump of his tail.

Austin cleaned him and then just sniffed him all over the place, his nose pressing into places that Basil probably wouldn't have been horrified to think about if he had been human. He wantedd to commit every scent of the other wolf to memory, every inch of him. Pulling back after a minute he barked and then lowered his head and nudged Basil to get him up.

He was in heaven under all of the attention and his eyes were shut tightly, tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth until Austin nudged him. Rolling over and up onto his feet, the wolf darted to the side, a symphony of limbs and tail. Austin smelled perfect, a little bit like home, but also something very new that excited Basil to no end.

Austin let out another sharp bark and darted forward. He lunged at Basil and stopped short before turning to run off. He ran aimlessly at first, wanting Basil to chase after him, but then he stopped when he caught the scent of something to hunt.

Having such a large space to run was completely foreign to him and he felt overwhelmed once he started really gathering all of the different smells with his keen nose. But when Austin took off, it gave him something else to focus on and he rocketed after him, lankiness eating up the ground beneath him. Not nearly so skilled with stopping as he was with running, Basil jammed headlong into Austin and let out a yelp, scaring the rabbit that was in the brush.

Austin let out a growl and he pushed Basil over for ruining their hunt. When the wolf was down on the ground he laid down on top of him and put his head against the other's body. When he got up this time he brushed his tail into Basil's face and he started to walk away, nose to the ground to find a new prey.

Put in his place, Basil caught on quickly and got to his feet quietly, mimicking Austin's movements perfectly. Pressing his nose to the ground, he started to sniff in sweeping motions like Austin, except he didn't quite know what he was looking for.

When Austin smelled it he looked back at BAsil and then he started to walk slowly forward, following the smell. His tail was wagging back and forth but he crept quietly.

Anticipation welled up in Basil's stomach and he had to concentrate very hard to quell the bark that was building there. Holding this emotion back made sense to his wolf self, because deep down he knew at the end of it would be something so good and so tasty that he could hardly comprehend it.

Austin crouched low and crept through the brush where there was a rabbit. This one hadn't gotten scared off and when he saw it he hoped that Basil didn't blow it this time. When he was close enough he pounced, catching the rabbit with a great deal of effort.

Once the rabbit was secure in Austin's teeth, Basil whined at the vicarious thrill that had jolted through him. His tail was going a million wags a minute, but instinct took over and he tucked it down between his legs, approaching Austin carefully to beg for a little morsel or two of the kill.

Something human inside of Basil flinched with horror, but regardless of that reaction, the wolf launched into the warm kill, knowing exactly what to do. Ripping at the belly, he dug for the richest bit, snout taking in the pungent smells of the carcass.

Once Basil had a mouth full he leaned his head down and ripped a bit of the rabbit off for himself. Swallowing down the bits of meat, he licked at his own muzzle and then leaned in to lick at Basil's.

It was something very good that could have pulled him away from that first taste of fresh meat. Austin's tongue was just that and he lifted his nose to enjoy the soft attention. His heart was bursting for adoration for Austin just then and the chemicals in his brain were working overtime to make that obvious in the way Basil smelled and the way he tasted.

It was appealing to Austin, appealing to his wolf and he moved closer to him, putting his paw on his back. Shifting over, he tried to get himself behind Basil, knowing that he really shouldn't be doing this but his wolf wanted what it wanted.

Naive, but still instinctive, Basil twisted his head around to look at Austin, big ears pricked forward with curiosity. There was a level of knowing, deep set in his body, making him whimper ever so slightly at Austin's movements.

Austin managed to angle himself behind Basil and he wiggled forward. His front paws wrapped around Basil's haunches, having a little bit of trouble as he awkwardly pushed himself into the other wolf. He wasn't the most experienced at doing it this way but he and Sullivan had fooled around with it a few times.

Basil lowered his head, his first desire to pull away because this felt confusing. But the moment he caught a whiff of how Austin smelled while he was there on top of him, Basil's body melted into it. After a second, he brushed his tail well out of the way and arched himself up to make it easier.

When Basil consented things got much easier. Austin's back claws dug into the dirt and he kept thrusting himself against Basil. Austin was growling and grunting and letting out little snorts of breath that turned to steam in the cold air.

The mixture of the blood in the air from the rabbit and the sex that lingered around them made Basil hard. It hadn't happened in this form before and his body marvelled at the pins of electricity running against his skin with the way the crisp air felt against him. Craning his neck around, he wanted to nuzzle into Austin, but couldn't manage it from this angle.

Austin burid his face against the back of Basil's neck, sort of biting at him as he pressed him down into the ground. His pace was getting increasingly more frantic.

The push into the ground was enough to make Basil come, his hips grinding down against the dirt and his own warm belly. His paws curled, clenching down to brace himself as the feeling washed over him.

Not much longer after that austin came too and then his body slowly stopped moving and just sank down on top of Basil while they were still pinned together. He let out a whuff of air and a bit of a whine before nipping at the back of Basil's neck.

The wolf thought this was the best thing that had ever happened to him and he wriggled before settling into a lounge, liking the weight of Austin on top of him. Even though he was young, he had a good memory of things that happened while he was a wolf, mainly because--like Wendell--he existed so much in the human realm that his logic never strayed too far from him.

For a little while he stayed on top of Basil but when he'd calmed down enough he slid out of him. Austin struggled up to all fours and then moved just to lay down beside Basil in the dirt. He was exhausted now, having gotten everything he wanted out of this run, and more.

Basil was completely content, turning his head so that it could rest close to Austin and his nose could be buried in the other wolf's fur. As he fell asleep, he didn't consider that he'd be naked when he woke up.

Austin fell asleep shortly after Basil did, and was out for a few hours before the cold woke him up. He'd shifted in his sleep and his bare skin prickled under the blow of the cold air.

Having turned toward Austin in his sleep after he'd shifted back, Basil clung to the other boy. When he felt Austin stir, Basil woke up. It was a slow realization that he was naked. It was one thing to be naked in front of one's father as you dressed in the nice clothes that were always nearby, and quite another thing to be naked and pressed against another boy that one fancied very much. He squeaked and started to pull back so he could get up to get his clothes until he realized there were none to get.

Wrapping his arm around Basil, Austin pulled him in and didn't let him get embarrassed. Instead he leaned his head down and pressed a kiss to the side of his jaw. "We should go back to the house and see if we can get some dinner."

Austin's warmth was infinitely inviting and Basil settled easily. For all of his compulsive nature, his obsessive desire to be prim and proper and a good boy, Austin pulled those anxious thoughts right from him sometimes. "Does it not count when you're a wolf?" He asked, flicking his eyes up at him. He'd lost his glasses, so he had a hard time seeing and he had to squint.

"Do you want it to count?" austin was moderately surprised that he was asking or that he even remembered. If he wanted it to count then it would, if not then he wasn't going to press.

"I thought you said you weren't ever going to try to have sex with me." He was just trying to work things out, but it was hard to think with Austin so close to him and still smelling like their sex. He didn't want to eat, all he wanted was for Austin to do that to him again, except like this.

"Well then it doesn't count." Austin said, shaking his head a little bit. "Because it wasn't for revenge like you seem to think it would be." He turned onto his back and pulled Basil on top of him.

Austin moving him around like a doll made Basil's heart flutter. "I don't think wolves think like that. It should count." His voice got quiet. "I've never had sex before, so I'd like it to count with you."

"All right." Austin said, brushing his hand back slowly through Basil's hair. "We can have sex like this too, just for you and me. No one has to know." That way he could experience it as a human too without having to worry about Sullivan thinking it was for revenge.

"I really like you." And it felt right to kiss Austin just then, so he did, lowering his mouth down in the faintest of brushes. He knew that if Austin wanted it, he would complete the kiss, making it come alive with just enough roughness to make it set.

And he did want it. Austin's arms circled around Basil's waist and he held him tightly as he lifted his head up to deepen the kiss. His tongue swept slowly across Basil's lips, dipping into his mouth. He wanted more, needed more.

Their previous experience had loosened Basil up quite a bit, but there was still that air of hesitation that lingered around him. Still, as Austin kissed him and he kissed back, Basil felt his inhibitions fall away from him. He wanted very much to please Austin, and in the back of his mind he wanted to live up to what Sullivan may have been like--though he knew that they were fundamentally very different sorts.

Turning them over he put Basil onto his side and then rolled him again, putting the other wolf onto his back. Once he was on his back, Austin pushed Basil's thighs apart and moved between them, letting his hips press against the other boy's.

The move alarmed him, as if he hadn't expected this to actually happen. But it didn't matter, the expectation of it was starting to make his cock grow with excitement. He couldn't imagine this not hurting, even if as a wolf it hadn't hurt too much. Human bodies were different, and so were human brains. He bit his lip hard and stared up at Austin.

Austin nudged his head up, kissing down along his throat. His hand moved along the boy's stomach and lower still until he could wrap his fingers around his swelling cock. Stroking up and down the length, he used his thumb to circle around the head of it.

Basil gasped, hands coming up to card through Austin's hair for something to hold onto for fear he'd blow apart. All it took was a few seconds of Austin's attentions before Basil felt like he was going to come again. Of course he'd done this to himself in the past, but nothing, absolutely nothing compared to how good it felt to have Austin doing it.

This wasn't the first time he'd ever fucked someone in the woods but he knew it was the first time for Basil so he took his time, wanting to make sure that he enjoyed it. he stroked the other wolf until he was hard and slick with his own fluids and then he ran his hand down between their bodies so he could prepare him a little for what was going to come.

Rolling his hips upward, responding to Austin's touch, Basil tried to just let himself go. Maybe it had been inevitable, or maybe it had been because Sullivan had put the idea in his mind, but this felt like what he'd been waiting for since he'd met Austin. "Please?" He wanted Austin inside of him, the memory of the act before rearing up in his mind.

That was enough to get Austin going and he spit onto his palm and then started to stroke himself. He did it slowly, fingers just working the saliva over him to make this as easy on Basil as possible. Honestly, this wasn't how he'd planned for this to happen but he tried not to think about it in those terms. Nudging Basil's knees up, he pinned them to the side of his body and moved to brush the tip of his cock against hsi entrance. "ARe you ready?"

"Yes, I am. I really, really am." Basil didn't talk dirty, or say curse words, but the tone of his voice was just as lusty and needful as any of those words could have expressed anyway. He felt utterly exposed and vulnerable to Austin, but that's what he wanted.

Austin slid one hand through Basil's hair, fingers sliding along to the base of his neck and the other went to take a hold of one of Basil's hands. Holding his hand tightly, he slid forward slowly, taking his time to let Basil adjust.

Once again, he wanted to pull away, thinking that the fit was going to be impossible. Alarm pulsed through him, quelled very quickly by the full feeling and the ache that turned into tremulous pleasure threatening to dive straight back into pain--except that it never did.

When Austin's hips met with Basil's and there was no where left for them to go, he stopped and just sort of smiled down at him. Lowering his head, he crushed their mouths together and kissed him for all that he was worth.

He had no idea it was going to feel this good. His father had always assumed he was straight, but Basil knew from early on that he wasn't interested in girls. This just sealed that bit of knowledge and he was glad for it. Wrapping his legs up around Austin's waist, he tangled his limbs up in the other.

When Basil had first walked into the haven, Austin had been certain the uptight kid would be no one he could possibly have any interest in. But now here he was, definitely interested and definitely wanting to get to know more about him, right down to the feel of the inside of his body. Austin's hips started to develop a rhythm as he got more tangled in the smaller wolf, and he enjoyed the way his body felt. It was such a stark contrast from what Sullivan was. There were muscles but they were all lean and his body was so narrow. It was even different from Lewis and he found that in a way he really liked the fragility. Perhaps this was what Sullivan liked so much about Robin, though he couldn't really be sure.

Basil didn't like to think that the reason he liked Austin so much was because he'd really just needed someone, anyone, to comfort him after the death of his dad. He just figured that he'd lucked out that the first person he'd met was the one he was going to really end up adoring. The rhythm was painful until he got used to it and then it became maddening with how relentless it was. Maddening in a good way, however, because Basil's eyes were shutting and his body was starting to rock back against each thrust, making the connection happen faster and harder.

A moan pulled out of Austin's mouth and he tipped his head back, his mouth pressed against Basil's ear. The hand that he had taken a hold of he squeezed tightly and pressed into the dirt over his head. He rocked his hips harder, thrusting with more effort as he worked towards an orgasm and towards giving Basil one.

There was a spot that Austin was hitting, something that with each touch made Basil feel like that would be the last thing he was ever going to feel. His senses were alive and firing, skin tingling with hypersensitivity as Austin pounded into him. "Austin, Austin, oh--" Basil's words fizzled into a whimper as he got closer.

"Come for me." Austin wanted to get him off, wanting his body to tighten up. "Come for me, I want to feel you." He let the hand on Basil's jaw slide down his body until it got to his cock. He started to stroke him, moving a little harder against him, getting so close to his own orgasm.

Whether it was the command or certainty in Austin's voice, or the fact that Austin's hand was wrapped around him, Basil felt himself tip over the edge and startling waves of pleasure started to run through him as he came, hips bucking up into Austin's hand.

When Basil's body tensed up, his hips thrusting, Austin couldn't help but follow suit and come inside of his lover. A moan spilled out of his lips and he kept on thrusting. Once he was finished he slowed to a stop and laid his head down against Basil's shoulder.

Basil was still feeling the after shocks, a tremble here and a shudder there before he finally went still and exhaled. "Austin," he said again, more of an exclamation than a name as he laid there.

Austin slid out of him and moved to lay on his side, drawing Basil in closer so that he could rub his hands up and down his back. "Are you warm enough?" he murmured quietly.

"Yes, thank you." He rolled toward Austin anyway though, liking the heat the other's body was giving off. Still having a hard time catching his breath, Basil laid his cheek on Austin's shoulder. "I'm glad it was you."

"For your first time?" he asked softly, rubbing his hands slowly up and down his back, keeping him in close. "I'm glad that it was me too." Because Basil was certainly not his first time. "Tell me when you are ready to go inside and we can have a shower and get in bed together.

"My first and second time." He smiled a little and the expression was clear in his bright tone. They laid there for awhile longer and it almost seemed like Basil was going to drift off again before he said he'd like a shower. Part of him didn't want to wash this feeling off, realizing what Austin had said about being dirty was true.

That made him grin and he pulled him in closer for another kiss. Then he drew back so that he could get up, standing slowly before he reached down to tug him up to his feet. "I'm pretty sure that your clothing is ruined. Mine too."

"We always folded our clothes and put them someplace safe." He remembered out loud. Part of him missed that, but he kind of liked this method better, not worrying about it, just shifting and running and playing, and finally being naked afterward. "We're going to have to run straight to the house."

"Or we can walk leisurely back to the house and be brave in our skin." he said with a bit of a smile as he nuzzled his head in against Basil's. "Or we can run because it is cold and a hot shower seems like a good idea."

"I like the last idea." He wanted to run, and he didn't want anyone else to see him naked. Maybe he would be comfortable in his own skin later.