Raph's tongue is driving me crazy. He's doing things to me I never thought possible. His hands are everywhere, wherever they can get under my clothes, they waste no time to get to my skin. The left one is currently fisting my hair, which only makes the urge to moan into his mouth stronger. Instead, I bite his tongue lightly, making him groan and push his hips into my own. My hand on his butt slides upwards slightly, only to slide underneath the fabric of his jeans.
'You're going commando?' I ask in a husky voice, only detaching my lips long enough to ask the question and just about far enough to still be touching his.
'Only for you.'
In any other situation that corny answer would have made me chuckle, but now, the tongue following the outline of my ear is distracting me. I don't even feel the uncomfortable surface of the wall I'm currently pressed up against or the slightly painful stab of the door handle on my back.
My hand that isn't occupied with groping his ass is now fisting his hair as well to tip his head back so I can move my lips over his neck to his collarbones, where I nip at the bone just long enough to make him groan again.
We share another heated kiss after that when he decides to move my lips back up to his. Now, my head is resting on the door as a stare at the ceiling. My body is still completely pressed up against his and his forehead is currently resting on my shoulder, his every breath fanning my neck.
We just stand there for a while, thinking our own thoughts while still helplessly clinging onto each other.
'We should probably head back.' I say then, mentally trying to calculate how believable it will be to be gone for that long when one of us is supposed to be sick.
'We probably should.' Raph agrees.
Neither of us moves.
Suddenly, Raph takes a step back and gives me a radiant, but definitely fake, smile. I smile back sadly.
'Let's go.'
I quickly take the step towards him that he just took away from me to grab his face and kiss him. It's a chaste, but strong kiss and I think we both need those more than we let on.
When we separate his hand holds my neck to keep my head in place so he can touch his forehead to mine.
We don't say anything, we don't smile and all of it doesn't last longer that five seconds but it's amazing what it does to calm me down.
'Are you feeling better?' is the first question a worried looking Sheila asks me when we return.
Even with our clothes straightened out as much as possible and our hair as normal as we could make it look, I still feel as if she should somehow be able to tell.
I only smile and nod weakly, hoping she understands it as post-throw-up-tiredness. She only smiles back warmly and pats my hand.
Immediately I feel Raph tense next to me, his eyes glued to my hand Sheila is now holding. I know exactly how he feels. Even just the simple hug to greet him she gave him earlier had me grinding my teeth in jealousy and possessiveness. It is kind of scary still, these reactions.
I clear my throats in hopes of distracting Raph or at least letting him know how obvious he is being. He only looks away and I hope that's enough.
'Let's go back.' Sheila then suddenly suggests.
'Do you not want dessert?' I ask curiously, since she's been going on all evening how she wanted to come here for the dessert alone.
'It's fine. I can tell you're not feeling well, so we should just do it another time.'
I get dropped off first and feel the urge to kiss Raph goodbye. Instead, Sheila hugs me tightly and kisses my cheek. I don't feel anything. If at all, I feel ashamed for being unable to stand up for me and Raph and to have him see this. I feel the need to explain myself for doing this to him, even though we both know there's nothing we can do about it.
After they leave, I head to my room to get rid of my clothes, wait another ten minutes and then head out again. There's no one home and I suspect mum and Zach went for a dinner date as well.
It feels good to run in wolf form again, even if it takes entirely too little time to get to where Raph and I decided to meet.
It's by a little lake in the woods where mum and I usually go running now.
I lay down on my belly, my head resting on my paws as I watch the slight ripples in the water. At some point I close my eyes, wondering when Raph would show up.
I wake up when I feel something heavy on my head. My eyes open and I immediately realise that the warmth next to me is Raph's body pressed against mine, while his head is laying on top of my own.
I give a small whine to let him know I'm awake. He licks the side of my face in answer. I purr and let him do as he pleases for a few minutes, but I've never seen Raph's wolf form and I'm too curious to wait, so I stand up, which earns me a displeased growl from him.
After taking a few steps back I can see him in all his beauty.
His coat is mostly white and grey. Curiously enough, where most wolves would have the white on the belly, gradually changing into the grey on the back, his fur is he exact opposite. The black markings that I can see here and there almost make his eyes look like he used eyeliner on them. It makes him even more beautiful.
I don't even notice I'm staring until I get another displeased whine from him, right before he stands up to stand right in front of me.
For some reason, we end up playing a children's game with or paws, with the goal to hit the other's paws with your own.
Our foreheads are pressed against each other's and our paws are frantically hitting the ground, trying to catch the other of guard. Frankly, this is the most childish I've been in a while, but it helps to relieve all the stress I've been under lately. Trying to hide a relationship from just about everyone is absolutely draining. It's been a week now since he's told me that he loves me in that gym and even after just such a short while I'm already so exhausted.
I apparently don't pay enough attention to our little game because I end up toppling over when I for some reason decide to lift both my front paws at the same time. In a lame attempt to stay upright, I take Raph with me and we end up wrestling on the floor, rolling around and playfully snapping at each other's snouts. I stop our rolling around to have him lie on his back with his paws around my neck to prevent me from snapping at him while my body covers his completely. Once his paws let go of me I roll off of him and curl up into a ball. Soon I find Raph curled around me, his head on my shoulder and our snouts pressed together.
We both change back after a while, but keep lying on the grass, entangled to the point where moving would be a chore.
'You're hot.' Raph finally says and I choke on absolutely nothing. He only laughs.
'Sorry, sorry, but you're hot when you're naked.' He's still chuckling.
Being wolves, we're very used to nakedness and it's not strange to see us lying together like wolves even in human form, so this is nothing out of the ordinary, but even so it is not entirely comfortable. Yes, I don't mind being naked around him or him being naked around me, it's just that being attracted to someone doesn't help when we're both stark naked with our whole bodies touching.
'Thanks I guess.' I finally end up saying, 'Your fur is amazing. The markings are truly beautiful.' I smile at that. His wolf is honestly one of the most gorgeous ones I've ever seen. Then again, I might be biased.
'You are too. Truly beautiful.' Raph repeats and I just hum, snuggling into him even more.
He kisses my neck and tightens the hold he has on me.
It's almost morning when we decide to head back. We change back into our wolf form and shake out all our limbs. They feel sluggish and tingly from being in the same position for too long. We use it as an excuse to walk instead of run. Our sides are touching as we walk through the woods, only separating to evade trees. Otherwise we don't interact at all.
It's only when we get to the point where we part ways that our snouts touch. We nuzzle each other with our eyes closed, only relishing in the contact and scent of each other.
My nose runs past his eye, up to his ear and then down to his jaw and his neck, where I simply breath in deeply a few times, memorising his scent yet again.
I want to howl to convey my happiness over something trivial as sharing our scents like this, but I can't because the pack would hear. The only thing I can do is purr in satisfaction, hoping to convey how much good this does to me.
Raph purrs right back, taking his time to run his nose through my fur much the same as I did to his.
Before we leave, we press our foreheads together again, looking at the other with as much reassurance as we can muster.
Then we leave.
Back home, I know mum wants to talk to me as she attempts to stop me in the hallway. It's entirely too late and too early for her to be awake considering that she's supposed to work soon, but I can't help but just want to rest.
Before she can even say anything, I tell her tomorrow and just head upstairs where I join Zach in my bed, wondering if maybe Raph will soon be the one sharing it with me.