FELIX: Felix had the day off from the Shack. Really it wasn't a day off so much as the fact that he had desperately felt like sleeping in and so he rolled over in bed, knowing that someone else was reliable enough to open shop and run the place while he slept. That was the good thing about having few employees. If not, then the shop could just stay closed, he didn't mind. It was late that afternoon before he deigned to get out of bed and he had a wide grin on his face, given that he had so wholly shirked his duties. It felt good every once in awhile. Padding down into his kitchen, he rummaged around in the fridge.

JONAS: Unlike Felix, Jonas had not had the luxury of getting up in the late afternoon because Warner had woken him before the sun came out so that they could go for a run together in privacy. Of course said run had turned into them just walking around in the woods until they got somewhere he suppoed Warner deemed safe enough and then warner told him everything that had been going on with jack and asked him what to do. For a long time Jonas had been quiet and then he had done his best to give his big brother advice, but he had failed miserably and sent warner back to the house feeling even worse than he had been when he came out there in the first place. Feeling frustrated himself, he shifted and went for a run and sometime around noon found himself limping back to the house in just a pair of pajama bottoms and nothing else. That route took him straight through Felix's backyard around the same time he was up and rummaging around in the ktichen.

FELIX: Felix glanced out the window as he rinsed out a glass for a drink of water. Seeing Jonas in such a state made him tip his head and glance at the clock on the wall. Taking the pot of water off of the stove, Felix headed out his side door and around to where Jonas was going. "Hey, man. What are you--a prowler? Don't make me call the cops. I catch you peeping in my windows I'm going to be forced to get naked." Always ready with a jovial quip, Felix raised his eyebrows up and down, putting his hands on his hips.

JONAS: If it were anyone other than Felix, Jonas would have just growled and continued on his way. As it were he turned and moved to the edge of Felix's deck so that he could look up at the wolf. "All right then, go take your clothes off." Because if that was the case then he was going to stand right there and peep in the windows all day. "What are you doing home? Don't you have a job?"

FELIX: "Psh." Felix made a cocky sound, shaking his head. "No, the boss is a complete dick, so I told him I quit." He gestured for Jonas to come inside. "I'm cooking mac and cheese if you want some. I figure it's as good a breakfast as any for an unemployed bum. Or at least, unemployed for the day."

JONAS: Before he'd hurt himself, Jonas would have just scaled the deck and gone running after him. As it were, he came limping around the edge of the deck and up the steps so that he could follow him into the house. He was getting better, slowly but surely. With the way he'd broken his leg he might have never walked right again if he had been human. But he wasn't, and he was well on his way to walking right and running and being as right as rain. He just wasnt' there yet. "Degenerate." He said, closing the door behind him when he got inside.

FELIX: Felix still felt bad about the leg and seeing him limp was uncomfortable in more ways than one. But he pushed past it, knowing that Jonas didn't blame him. "I am--and very proud of it. It's just like take your daughter to work day, except I don't have any children and I'm not going to work." Complete nonsense, but he seemed pleased to say it anyway. Setting the water back to boil, he made Jonas sit down at the little kitchenette table.

JONAS: Jonas sat only a second and then changed his mind and was back on his feet to stand behind Felix. They'd had their little sexual misadventure and since then he had been in a constant state of arousal that made him grumpy. Now that they were both standing there in their pajamas he just wanted to be closer. He sidled up behind Felix and settled his hands onto his hips as he leaned in to nip at the back of his shoulder. "I'm not that hungry."

FELIX: The nip made Felix go a bit more serious and he let his head tip to the side to expose his neck to a long line, wanting it to be tempting. "You're not? You smell like you've just had a run, how can you not be starving?"

JONAS: "Well I lied, I am hungry. But not for mac n cheese." Jonas kissed along the side of his neck and then nipped where it met his shoulder, a little harder this time than he had before. He was starved for a little sexual attention and had been since Felix had watched him jerk off but hadn't really helped at all.

FELIX: "You're actually going to be picky about what I feed you as my guest? You're incredibly rude, Jonas." His voice was playful, but it was hard for him to keep up that ruse while the coyote's mouth was doing those things to his skin. He reached forward and turned the stove off for a final time, leaving the water to sit as he turned around and moved them over a step so that he wasn't leaning against the hot stove. "You're going to have to let me know what's on the menu then."

JONAS: Now that they were facing one another, his fingers found the draw string of Felix's pajama bottoms and he untied them with a few tugs. Then the only thing that kept the wolf's pants up were his hands and he held onto his hips as he leaned in to start nipping and licking along his collarbone. "You are."

FELIX: Felix's hands went to Jonas', sliding them over so that he could be sure those pants stayed up for now. The licking was getting to him and he exhaled as he let his body relax against the counter. "I'll give you indigestion." He feigned a protest, but the swallow that made his throat twitch was enough to give him away. Finally, he let go of Jonas' hands and put them up around his shoulders.

JONAS: "Then I wont swallow." Jonas said, kissing down Felix' shoulder and along his chest as his hands let go of the pajama bottoms and they went falling to the wolf's ankles. His hands pressed flat against his stomach and drug their way slowly down over his hips and then lower still until one of them was up against his crotch.

FELIX: That brought a little whimper out of him. Jonas' words alone were enough to get a reaction, thinking of the one thing Jonas would have to be doing in order to have that make sense. Picturing his mouth around him made Felix lean back even moreso against the counter, letting it support his weight. He was more than glad he stayed home today. Felix couldn't help himself now and he jutted his chin forward so that he could gather up Jonas' mouth with his own in a tentative kiss.

JONAS: Jonas had been avoiding actually kissing him on the mouth because he knew that Felix was more than weird about all of this and he just wasn't sure what to do about it. But when Felix kissed him he melted into it easily, hand circling around his cock at the same time to give it a few sharp tugs. He wanted him rock solid before he started anything else.

FELIX: The kiss mixed with the attentions on his cock was almost enough to make him pull away. But instead of channeling that sudden burst of adrenaline into fleeing, he put it into the kiss, intensifying it and tightening his hold on Jonas with his arms as if he was afraid he'd get blown away otherwise.

JONAS: Jonas let out a soft groan and he pushed up onto his toes even more so that he was pressed even tighter against Felix. It put his hips in line with the wolf's and he pressed himself against felix's hard on, moving his hand so that it wasn't in the way when he did it.

FELIX: Once he'd started, he found it difficult to stop kissing Jonas, letting his tongue press forward into his mouth, putting his hand up through his hair. If he got lost forever, then that was fine; he didn't need much more than this. It made him wonder why he'd put it off for so long. He pushed him back a little, breathing in oxygen. "Bed--no, couch. Couch. I can't wait as long as the bed."

JONAS: Starting to walk backwards, he helped Felix step out of his pajama bottoms and then he kept on moving back towards the couch. It was hard for him to go backwards but he didn't want to take his eyes off of Felix for one second. "It isn't that much farther to the bed."

FELIX: "Stairs," he mumbled, putting his face into Jonas' neck and biting gently before he pushed him backwards so that he was sitting on the couch in question. Reaching down to tug off Jonas' pajama bottoms by the cuffs, he stripped them off in one motion, leaving him naked. Felix looked infinitely pleased with that and he climbed on top of him. He'd waited long enough for contact. He couldn't put it off any longer, to hell with protecting his emotions.

JONAS: Once they were naked he let Felix have a few seconds of triumph over the loss of his pajama bottoms and then he was reaching for him, helping as the wolf climbed on top of him. He leaned back then, falling backwards onto his elbows as he started to lay back on the couch. Their mouths hit again and he kissed him back with the same passion he had in the kitchen. It was almost desparate.

FELIX: Not minding the peppering of desperation, Felix felt it too, hands grappling without much purpose aside from touching as much of Jonas as they could. He was ridiculously hard and each movement of his hips brought a warm ache that taxed his whole body with buidling urgency. The fact that this was a coyote beneath him excited the wolf within, just different enough to quell his desire for something adventurous.

JONAS: Jonas' hands were everywhere as he pulled felix more on top of him. He was trying to touch every inch of exposed skin, just desperate to get closer to him if it was at all possible. Every now and again soft whimpers or groans would slip out and into the kiss but for the most part he was too breathless and too busy to make much more noise than that.

FELIX: Relaxing into what was happening, Felix grinned, raising up on his hands and looking down at Jonas. "Sometimes I'll catch myself thinking about you and the way you look when you come." He wanted to see that again, but this time he wanted it to be him that was making Jonas come.

JONAS: That made him smile a little and Jonas wiggled further down beneath him. Right now he was mostly just worried about finding a comfortable position because he knew if they started fucking and his leg started to hurt it was going to put a damper on the moment. Hooking one of his legs up around Felix's hip, he drew him down a little closer so they were pressed solidly together. "You can see it if you want to, all you have to do is make me come." Not that hard really, considering how they were positioned.

FELIX: "At the rate you're going, you're going to make me come first and then I'll fall directly asleep. Then you'll have to record your orgasm and play it back for me later." It took a lot to keep Felix serious for longer than minutes. He moved his hips, noting how tightly they were pressed together, amplified by his weight.

JONAS: "If you come and fall asleep before I get off then I'm going to come on you while you are sleeping." Which would be sort of icky, he thought. Because then it would dry and felix would wake up coated in flakey, white, dried on semen and that was just not a very pleasant thought. "So it's in your best interested to make sure I get off too.'

FELIX: Felix pretended to consider this and then nodded. "Point duly noted." Look of consideration quickly replaced with a smirk, Felix sat up, straddling Jonas, resting his hands against his lower stomach. He moved his thumb so that it brushed against the tip of Jonas' cock, watching his facial expression.

JONAS: "Felix..>" He was going to say don't get up but then Felix was already touching him and the rest of that sentence went flying straight out of his head. Instead his eyes closed and his brow knit up a little bit. It had been a long time since anyone had touch him like that.

FELIX: Felix felt triumph at that expression. His face fell serious, glancing down the length of Jonas' torso to where his hand was. He kept one hand on Jonas' stomach and moved the other to slide around his erection. Twisting his palm against the underside, Felix stroked a corkscrew motion up the length of him.

JONAS: The sensation nearly had him coming then but he refrained and lifted his hips to push into it instead. His own hands went to Felix's chest and then over to his biceps, just touching him for the sake of touching him. For a moment he was selfish and just enjoyed being stroked off, but after only a moment his own hand went down to mirror the wolf's.

FELIX: There was something very logical about this as the next step. Perhaps their relationship would always progress like this--one thing following after the other in a slow escalation of contact. Felix was all right with that, especially since he really enjoyed frustrating Jonas. The hand on him, however, made any coherant though slip out of his mind and his head relaxed to the side and back, eyes squeezing shut at the touch.

JONAS: There was nothing soft about the way Jonas touched him. Instead it was a few tugs as he tried to urge him to do something more. Slow might have worked for Felix but it was driving Jonas absolutely wild with frustration. Though he supposed part of that was the point.

FELIX: It was rough in such a way that was coaxing Felix too fast into finishing. Fixing his gaze back on Jonas, he bit his lower lip and used his free hand to wrap around Jonas', slowing it down as his other hand sped up. He was doing this on purpose, with the utmost in calculation.

JONAS: "You're a terrible tease." Jonas said, his head tipped back so that the whole line of his throat was exposed to him. "You're horrible to me Felix, do you know that?" His voice was strained but he managed to get the words out anyhow.

FELIX: The exposed throat was too much, and Felix descended upon it, grazing his teeth against it, and feeling the vibrations of the last few words Jonas spoke. "You like it." Felix breathed against the tender skin. Now it was his stomach that was causing the friction and pressure against Jonas' hard on, and while it was a little less pointed, it was still enveloping.

JONAS: Lifting his hand away from Felix's cock, Jonas slid it up his chest, over his shoulder and up into his hair so that he could keep him from pulling back. Then he started to rock his hips against Felix's, thinking at the very least he coudl get off this way, he just needed to get off.

FELIX: Felix wasn't altogether sure he wanted Jonas getting off just yet. He laughed, though the sound was a bit strained. "You've got no self control at all." His mouth moved up to Jonas' ear, as if telling him some very intimate little secret.

JONAS: "I know." Jonas whimpered a little bit. "I know but I haven't had sex in so long it is starting to get sort of painful and you wouldn't even give me a hand the other night and I'm so frustrated and riled up I feel like I"m going to burst."

FELIX: He withheld a delighted, somewhat maniacal laugh. "How long?" He felt the need to ask, or rather knew that would be a playfully mean way of driving the point home. It was clear how much he was enjoying this.

JONAS: "Forever." Jonas said. "God, I don't, probably a year." And a year felt like ages when he was used to getting it whenever he wanted it. "Stop teasing me, please."

FELIX: His tongue trailed out along his lips, contemplating whether or not to heed Jonas' request. "But you're so pretty when you need it." His voice dropped a little and his lower half twitched with arousal. His body wanted the same thing Jonas wanted, and so he gave in, falling into a kiss again, motions set on rubbing their lower halves together.

JONAS: Jonah kissed him, letting their mouths stay pressed together for as long as he could manage without needing to pull away to breathe. He was panting as he kept lifting his hips, rocking them into Felix's as best he could to keep the motion going and to make sure that the friction of their bodies got them off. It wasn't exactly what he'd been going for but it was better than nothing.

FELIX: After a moment, Felix broke the kiss and twisted upwards. "I really want to fuck you right now." While the friction was good, all he could think about was being so close to Jonas, he couldn't tell them apart.

JONAS: "Okay." There was going to be no arguement from him, that was what he wanted. He wiggled down a little more, bringing his knee back so that there was more room for Felix, but he had to leave the other leg straight so he didn't put any pressure on it.

FELIX: The okay somehow surprised him, but he wasn't about to balk at it. Was it really that simple? Something in Felix said it should be more difficult, more of an internal struggle for anyone to agree to something like that. Hesitating only a second, Felix did the best he could to slick himself so that it would go smoothly. "Really?" He was compelled to ask.

JONAS: "Yeah." Jonas wasn't sure why he was asking but he just answered him honestly. "I want you to." Sliding his hands down his back he pushed his hips up again, offering himself up to Felix as best he could. "Unless you don't want to."

FELIX: Felix wanted to, the look on his face was the best indication of that. Sliding the head of himself up against Jonas, he pressed inside, achingly slow. If that was part of his uncertainty, or just another aspect of torturing Jonas, the world would never know.

JONAS: Closing his eyes tightly, Jonas held onto him for dear life. The whole thing was really a lot more than he had been prepared for that morning but he wasn't going to miss out on possibly the one chase he had and sleeping with felix. Not when it had been so long.

FELIX: Pressing the rest of the way inside, Felix let out an almost pained sound, but the base of it was pleasure. He'd lost himself entirely to the moment, finally. Lowering his head down onto Jonas' chest, Felix held himself there, soaking up the feeling of it.

JONAS: Jonas had pretty much been picturing this, or some form of this scenario, since the day that he had walked into the record shop and felix had pissed him off so badly he'd walked right back out. So it was fair to say that the fact that he didn't come was a miracle and he just clung to the wolf once he was all the way inside of him.

FELIX: Felix felt his wolf rile, rolling over on itself as it drank in the smells and sensations. It scared him, the way it seemed like all he had to do was let go for a second and the beast would come unfolding out of him. Still, that was thrilling and he growled a little as he started to move his hips. The sound vibrated against Jonas' neck menacingly, but with no real threat to it.

JONAS: Jonas groaned a little more and his coyote came lifting tothe surfacing, pushing against the wolf that was laying so close to him. "Fuck." he muttered, his arms tightening. "Don't stop." because if he stopped now there was a real chance he would die.

FELIX: He wouldn't be able to stop, even if he wanted to. His body was in complete control now, the greater instinct, the drive he'd denied for a long time for his own strange sense of safety. Now Felix wasn't talking, it took this to finally shut off his smart mouth. His thrusts when from rhythmic to near brutal, tumbling into complete emergency.

JONAS: In the same progression of Felix's thrusts, Jonas' cries went from soft to loud, to deafening as his lover drove into him. He had to turn hsi hand and clamp his hand over his mouth in an attempt to muffle them. At this rate the entire fucking pack woudl know what they were doing in there.

FELIX: Felix would worry about that little public display later, and be a little embarrassed later, everything later. For now there was only Jonas and the way his body was gripping his cock and the way his muscles bucked underneath him. He was utterly determined to hold off until Jonas came, but he didn't think he was going to be able to do it.

JONAS: He wouldn't have to, because before he could even think about telling Felix that he was almost there, Jonas came. It had been ages since he'd fucked anyone and his stamina was not what it used to be. But since it didn't matter and the point was to get off, he really didn't care at the moment. "Felix." He whimpered his name.

FELIX: There was only so much he could do against that sound. Lifting himself up, he wanted to see Jonas' body as he came, the white ropes of come splashing up against his stomach. That was all it took and Felix was done, body tightening, face crumpling into a mask of someone captured in bliss.

JONAS: Luckily for Jonas, he had his eyes open when that happened andh e was able to see and focus on the way Felix looked when he came. His hands gripped the other's hips tighter, holding him deep inside of him as he finished and he let out soft, whimpering littlep ants.

FELIX: Cheeks flushed a bright pink, Felix opened his eyes and saw Jonas looking at him. He was still firmly pressed inside and that connection felt dangerous, but infinitely desireable. Staring for just a moment, he caught his breath and laid down on top of him.

JONAS: Jonas lifted his head and kissed him as he laid down and he wrapped his arms a little tighter around him. That had been more than al itlte perfect, definitely what he had wanted.

FELIX: He laughed with a sort of relief. It hadn't been the end of the world; Jonas was still there, still perfect and what he wanted. Slipping out of him, he settled against him. "Satisfied now? You're incredibly demanding."

JONAS: "Satisfied. Until later this afternoon or later tonight. Then I'm going to want to go again and you are going to have no choice but to please me or I might dry hump you until I come in my patns.' He said. "Just so you know."

FELIX: "Stop talking. You're going to make me hard again, and then we'll have to do it again right now." Felix sighed, now he was really hungry and he'd wished he'd made the food beforehand. Still, he didn't have the energy or the will to move from his comfortable spot on Jonas.

JONAS: "You know, if you got hard before you pulled out we could just start fucking again." he muttered, not even sure that would work but the thought really amused him.

FELIX: "Stop." Felix groaned, feeling tortured now himself and it was much better when the shoe was on the other foot.