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Moonlit Bay	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 1873 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Def Leppard. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics.
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Moonlit Bay Pt11
Against the deep gray and blues of the storm clouds in the distance, shimmering steam rose from warm furry bodies. Sounds of antlers knocking together mixed with snorting of the beasts that trekked over the white frozen land.
‘What is this, The Alaskan Tundra?’ Joe mussed looking both ways at the massive group.
As he watched, the heavily coated animals began to move away from him, their loud snorts and bellows of nervousness reached his ears moments before the sound of howling wolves. That haunting sound alone told him that he should be following the caribou in their flight to survive. Taking a few steps forward was all he managed, when the low growl close behind Joe, froze him in place, the numbing cold and stampeding beast all but forgotten.
Joe took a slow, deep breath and slowly turned around, coming face to face with not just one, but two very large, black growling wolves. His eyes grew big and he stumbled back…
‘If you fall human, it helps us to catch you.’ The larger of the two said.
The smaller of the two snapped and growled at the other. ‘I get first taste of his sweet flesh.’
‘You are not tasting me,’ Joe squeaked. Spinning around he ran toward the thundering sound of the caribou.
He heard the wolves yelp in excitement to chase him. The large one darted past him, glancing back, baring his sharp canines, while the smaller one growled and snapped at his heels several times before he tripped…
…..startled awake from his dream, Joe blinked several time to bring his vision into focus to the dark ceiling above him. It took a few moments longer for him to gather his thoughts on his dream, when he realized the cold that followed him back. Reaching for the blankets, he stopped when Sav’s sleepy, muffled voice broke the stillness.
“Must’t been some dream.”
“Yeah, two very big wolves wanted to eat me,” Joe grumbled, still pulling on the blankets.
“Wanted to? You mean they didn’t?”
“I fell or they tripped me, and I woke up.”
“You woke up because I kicked your foot,” Sav smiled behind his fabric barrier. “Fire’s out, go stir it.”
“I’m freezing, you do it.”
“I’m the big bad wolf in your dream and I will eat you, now go do the fire.” Sav nudged him with his foot and held the blankets tighter, while pulling them down. “You are already half way up…and closer.”
Flinging the blankets back, Joe sucked his breath in against the cold, still grumbling, he stomped over to the fire. “Who is the other wolf?”
“I don’t know,” Sav said behind a yawn.
Poking around on the hot coals, Joe loudly threw two medium sized logs in and moved them around to his liking. Once the flames were dancing high, he crawled back to the mattress and looked at Sav, who appeared to be asleep. “Are you asleep already?”
“Not yet, but I will be soon now that you are not making so much racket.”
“I dropped the logs!” Joe exclaimed.
“muh-hum.”
Flopping down on his pillow, Joe gently pulled on the blankets, then pulled a little harder, quickly realizing that Sav was not going to let go to give him any more. “You blanket hog, give me some,” he growled as he tugged and yanked on them.
Releasing his grip on the blankets, Sav sighted heavily. “Be quiet, be still and go back to sleep.”
“Going to be hard to be still since I’m shivering from the cold you made go out in.”
“I didn’t make you.” Sav whispered from under the blankets.
Joe whipped his head side ways. “You threatened to eat me!” “I’m going to do more than that if you don’t be quiet.”
“And if I don’t?”
Slowly pulling the blankets down to reveal his face again, Sav glared at his shadowed face. “I’m going to throw you off the deck into some very cold water.”
Scooting down and turning to his side, Joe smiled mischievously. “I would be that human popsicle then, and you can lick me until I melt.”
Sav rolled his eyes, then flipped around with his back to Joe. “Do you know how dumb that sounds?”
Joe thought about it for a few minutes. “Yeah it did, but you can still lick me until I…”
“Joe…”
“..be quiet…go to sleep…” he finished for him. Looking at the top of his head that was barely above the blankets, Joe moved closer to him, snaking his hand underneath the blankets. “But I’m cold, can we…”
“Don’t touch me.” Sav sleepily growled.
“Fine…ok, be that way,” Huffing loudly, Joe wiggled more until he was comfortable. “At least the wolves were arguing about who gets first taste.”
“The wolves talked to you in your dream?”
“Yea, and one of them sounded like you, but with a deeper tone…a bit of growl in it.”
Sav turned over to look at him. “You should lay off the M&M’s; chocolate gives you some very strange dreams.”
“Like you have never had strange dreams.”
“Not like yours,” Sav snorted. “Now, go back to sleep.”
“hmph….fine, but it wasn’t the chocolate and I’m still cold.” Joe huffed loudly again. Pulling the blankets tighter up around his neck, he shifted to his side facing Sav’s back. Smiling softly at his memories, he allowed his mind to fully wonder to the hours before and what they had done, and making his body stir with renewed desire. He remembered the tight, slick heat wrapped around him, or Sav’s deep moans of pleasure, rumbling through his sweaty chest whenever Joe angled his hips ever so slightly….
“Stop thinking about it.” Sav mumbled beside him.
“No, because it is getting me warm. So leave me alone with my thoughts.”
“I wasn’t bothering you. I just know that you are thinking about…”
Joe reached across the small space between them and softly poked Sav in the back, causing him to jump. “You be quiet and go to back sleep.”
Snorting through his nose, Sav grumbled something that Joe could not make out, but it did remind him of other grumbles and grunts.
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Muted sounds crept into his ears, invading his peaceful sleep. The sting of cold on his cheeks, brought back thoughts of the fire…’must have gone out again’ it told him. Scrunching his face up, it quickly turned to a soft smile upon feeling the warm, hard body in front of him, while his sleepy thoughts forgot about the chill and conjured up the pervious night with the man in front of him. A few times, he thought Joe would change his mind about taking it that far with their playing around. Kissing, touching and getting each other off was one thing, but the other…the fucking is something else entirely.
It was that thought that triggered the warm tingle within him, of Joe’s fluid hip movements, coupled with the look of concern of not hurting him, merged with the intense look of pleasure dancing across his face. He recalled the sheen of sweat glistening on his chest, of how Joe’s fingers wrapped tightly around him, the way he would slowly swipe his tongue over dry lips. His rumbling voice of, ‘How hard do you want it,’ it was those hard deep thrusts that slowly pushing him toward ….Sav snapped his eyes open. He took a deep, soothing breath in effort to chase way thoughts of last night, then turned to his back.
He knew the fire was out again, but the dull ache of his bladder or was it something else; nonetheless, it drove him to brave the cold to relieve him self. Snatching his discarded clothes from the floor, he quickly made his way to the bathroom, trying to ignore the prick of cold on his still warm, bare skin. Sav grabbed a thicker sweater from his draw and pulled it over his head, before heading back to the living room to stoke the fire.
Twenty minutes later found him in the kitchen standing over the gas stove, when the quiet in the room is suddenly broken by the loud click and hum of the refrigerator as it came to life. Startled by the sound, Sav spilled the steaming liquid over his hand, that he had been pouring to make coffee.
“ow…damn it,” Sav hissed and tried to avoid dropping the pot with the rest of it. Shaking the water off, he glanced around the room, then the door that lead out into the hall. “Finally, after three days it’s back on.” He wondered if it would stay on though. Ten minutes later, when he had finished making the coffee and fixed his cup, the power was still on.
Taking a sip of his strong brew, he took his cup and went to the hall where the thermostat was located. Nudging the dial until it read 58 degrees.
“That will stay on all day.” He snorted and went back to the kitchen.
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Hours later, Joe stumbled into the kitchen, tripping over the blankets that were tangled around his feet, growling softly in his throat he snatched them aside, then greeted Sav. “Mornin’.”
Sav glanced up at him with a nod and went back to his conversation on the phone. “Mr. Grump is awake.”
Joe scowled at him and reached for his cup.
“Get your own,” Sav told him as he swatted his hand away. “No…sorry, you know how he is in the morning….yes…”
Joe grumbled yet again on the way to the cabinet to retrieve a mug of his own. Sitting at the counter, he spooned in the right amount of sugar and sipped the steaming black liquid.
“…we did…sitting around with hardly nothing to do….nooo…” Sav looked toward Joe, catching his eyes. “…experimenting with…daring lyrics…harder edge…but with a smooth rhythm…”
Joe swallowed his coffee wrong and heard Sav’s light laughter. When he caught his breath, he turned his attention back to Sav and the one side conversation.
“….hum, not sure really. The road to the cottage isn’t cleared yet, not sure about the main roads….no…could be several more days…ok…yes I will…me too…bye…” Hanging up the phone, Sav picked up his mug to pour another cup. “Morin’ to you.”
“Harder edge eh,” Joe’s brow shot up. “You didn’t tell your wife anything else about that experimenting did you?”
Sav shook his head as he swallowed. “No, what happened here, stays between us.”
“OK…good, I don’t want any one to find out.” Joe replied racking his fingers through his bed tasseled hair. “So…uhm, how do you feel? I didn’t hurt you last night?”
Again, Sav shook his head. “I feel fine, doesn’t hurt or anything.”
“Good..good…” Joe looked down at his mug. “It...well, I thought that maybe I did...did it too hard and...and..”
“Joe, I’m fine, so stop worrying,” Sav smiled at him. “I’m hungry, what do you want me to fix?”
“I..I don’t know. What is left?”
“Not much,” Sav shrugged and made his way to the frig. “If we plan on staying a few more days or how ever long, we really need to go out.”
“We really need to talk about last night.” Joe wondered aloud as he watched Sav place the last three eggs in a bowl.
“Talk about what? We fucked…it was great. I’m not having any regrets, unless….Are you?”
“Uh…no…it’s just that…”
“You are acting really weird about the whole thing.”
Joe dropped his hand loudly down on the countertop and rolled his eyes. “I fucked my best friend last night. How am I supposed to act?”
Sav stared at him a moment before looking down at the eggs he was fixing. “You act like your normal, grumpy, annoying self and everything will be fine.”
“I don’t have to act about that part.” Joe grumbled and pulled the toaster closer to him. “And I don’t have any regrets about doing it.”
“Good, then stop complaining about it,” Sav smiled at him. “Complaining does sound like you are having regrets.”
“I don’t regret that we fucked.” Joe said clearly while staring at his back. “It was good, felt different, but good…” Sav turned around from where he was standing at the stove. “Want to do it again, right here, right now?”
“Huh…yeah I do, but not right now. I’m too hungry.”
“All right then,” Sav started as he slide the plate across the counter toward him. “You eat that and I’ll call to find out if Mr. Nelson is open today.”
“You aren’t eating?”
“I ate the last apple about an hour ago. All of that is for you.” Sav told him as he came around the counter toward him.
Joe looked down at his plate. “You are being too nice to me this morning.”
Sav stopped right behind him and leaned in closer to his ear. “You fucked me really good last night and I’m going to do the same to you.”
Joe’s fork stopped in mid-air, he turned his head in time to watch Sav retreat from the room to other parts of the cozy cottage. Thoughts of what they did the previous night sprang into his mind, enough to send tingles through out him.
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