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Wolf and Man	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 2928 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Where are we going?” Zack was still fearful of the beasts that roamed the forest even with Matt tightly holding his hand. Matt stopped at a felled, rotting tree, “I need to get you as far away from people as possible before the moon rises.” He tugged on Zack’s hand but the smaller man didn’t move, “Why?”

“Tonight is the full moon, the night of your first change. You won’t be able to control yourself very well, if at all, so I need to get you away from people so we don’t have any…accidents.”

Zack went three shades paler and stared at Matt with wide dark eyes, “Accidents? I might…I-I c-could hurt s-someone?” he began shaking again and looked down at his bitten hand. Matt sighed and pulled him into a hug, “I’m not going to let you hurt anything, it’s just a precaution, people can be curious to the point of stupidity sometimes, we’re just keeping temptation away from them.” Matt kissed his forehead and Zack slowly stopped shaking, when Matt pulled on Zack’s hand again, he followed.

The warm glow of the sun was rapidly disappearing behind a thick stand of trees when Matt finally told him they’d gone far enough. Zack was exhausted, they’d only stopped twice through the entire day and Matt kept a quick pace. He was feeling a little sick too; he sat on the ground and then rolled over to his side and started to doze off as his achy muscles screamed at him. Matt settled back a little ways away from him and watched him intently.

Zack was driven out of his somewhat restless slumber by a dull throbbing. He opened his eyes and was surprised to see the swollen moon was almost at its peak. The pain was coming from his hand; he looked down and saw the torn skin glowing an angry red in the soft silver moonlight. The throbbing became more and more painful and a burning sensation spread from the bite to his fingers and covered his hand. He swore as the pain continued to increase, it felt like someone was burning his skin. He whimpered as the pain began to creep up his wrist and then his arm where it spread to his shoulders and to his chest. He was beginning to feel sicker and the trees were spinning, his head was throbbing and his skin felt like it was being ripped from his body.

“Matt?” he looked for the singer, but he wasn’t around anymore, he cried out as sharp pains began tearing at his sides; he couldn’t breathe, his lungs were on fire. He curled into a ball as the pain grew worse with each breath. He was shaking uncontrollably and his muscles began to spasm, his breathing was ragged, and his fever was getting worse. A human scream ripped out of him and it slowly morphed into a howl of pain.

Zack wrestled with his clothes before he finally sprang clear of the offending material snarling. Zack shook himself and scented the wind, he was hungry and he could smell a rabbit den nearby. He took off toward the smell when he got to the source he began digging furiously, he dug for a few minutes, but didn’t find anything. He snarled in rage and began tearing at a sapling to appease his fury. He let a howl of rage tear out of him and he looked for something else to rip apart.

“Zack.”

He snarled at the sound and looked for its source; he found it and snarled again at the figure sitting next to a mammoth tree. He ran toward the talking creature and took a flying leap at its head; the creature caught him mid-air and slammed him on the ground belly up, “Zachary Baker, you need to control yourself. You are in charge, not the wolf.” The voice was calm but rang with authority.
The wolf snarled and snapped at the strong hands holding him down but he couldn’t reach. “Wake up Zack, wake up.”

Zack continued to snarl and rage at the hands and the figure for a moment and then he began to jerk erratically as Zack fought for control. Zack went completely still and his eyes fluttered closed.

When Zack opened his eyes Matt was looking at him carefully. Why was he on his back? And what was that amazing smell? It was like a mix pine, damp earth, wet stone, and some spicy/sweet aroma he couldn’t even begin to name.

“Are you okay?” Matt slowly pulled his hands away and Zack rolled over, he tried to ask what was wrong but all that came out was a weird growling sound. He backed up and shook his head and looked at Matt fearfully.

“It’s alright Zack; you’re in your wolf form. To get back just will yourself back.” Matt sighed and smiled at him then scratched behind his ears. A rush of the amazing smell came with the movement. Zack whined and cocked his head to the side. Matt laughed, “Just picture your human form and ask yourself to be human again, don’t think too much on it, it shouldn’t be forced.”

Zack sat down and thought hard for a moment; with a feeling like pinpricks all over his body Zack grew out of his wolf form and sat in front of Matt.

“Very good, usually it takes longer than that for people to catch on.” Matt smiled; Zack gave his own timid smile and looked down, he was stark naked.

With a small squeak Zack disappeared behind a tree, Matt shook his head, “If you’re going to be modest, just flip back to your wolf form, we’ll find you some new clothes when we stop at another town.”

Zack thought for a moment, like he had when he was a wolf, and with the same tingly feeling he was back on four legs. He peeked out shyly from the tree he was hiding behind; Matt stripped out of his clothes and moved effortlessly to his wolf form. He walked over and nuzzled his neck and then trotted a few paces away and looked back. The smell was stronger when Matt was in his wolf form; Zack scented the wind and then stepped out hesitantly and slowly caught up to him. Matt wagged his tail encouragingly and Zack stepped with more confidence.

“Is your new pet all taken care of?” an annoyed man’s voice came from the trees around them. Zack jumped and snarled, he tucked his tail between his legs and pressed closer to Matt. The larger wolf was completely unflustered, he shifted back to his human form, “There is no reason to be hateful. Zachary, this is Brian.” Matt leaned against a tree and watched his long time friend step out of the bushes.

“I’m not being hateful, I just can’t understand why you want this, puppy,” he glared at Zack, who cowered to the ground and laid his ears back, “as a mate.”

“You don’t have to stay.” Matt reached down and ran his fingers through Zack’s thick red coat and tried to coax him off the ground. The amazing smell was over powered by another musky scent. This scent was like the smoke from a fire, the sharp bite of the first frost, and something bitter that made him wrinkle his nose.

“He can only hinder us. Honestly Sanders could you find a more memorable person? Even as a human he’ll draw attention. And look, how many *red wolves* are there in England? In the world? If someone takes after us again we’ll be as obvious as coal in a snowy field.”

Zack whined and darted underneath a bush, Brian snorted, “Yes and let’s not forget, he’s afraid of everything, that’ll come in real handy in a fight.”

“Dammit Haner stop bitching and find your own mate, it’ll do wonders for your people skills.” Matt snarled finally losing a little bit of his patience.

“You’re only pissy because you know I’m right, you didn’t think this through at all, your little infatuation could get us killed!” Brian snarled; Matt growled low in his throat and changed back into his wolf form and set to work on coaxing Zack out of his bush completely ignoring Brian. Brian snarled again and stalked off.

After twenty minutes Matt changed back to his human form and just pulled Zack out. Zack dragged his feet and whimpered he really didn’t want to see the angry man again. Matt pulled him against his chest and began to softly sing to him, Zack relaxed and untucked his tail and licked Matt’s face.

“Come back to human, he’s gone, he probably won’t be back until tomorrow night.” Matt whispered. Zack hesitated and then changed back to his human form; he let out a small gasp when his skin met Matt’s. Matt sighed and pulled away from him, “Well,” he smiled and nuzzled the side of his face, “are you hungry?”

Zack nodded vigorously, he was absolutely ravenous. Matt chuckled, “Thought so. Come; let’s teach you how to hunt.”

It wasn’t really that hard, Zack had gone hunting with his father so he knew the basics, but learning to catch something with his teeth and paws had proven to be rather frustrating. He snarled in frustration as yet *another* grouse eluded him; he looked over his shoulder at Matt who was happily munching away on a rabbit. Zack snapped at a bush and yelped in surprised when a bird flew straight at him. He cowered to the ground whimpering as the angry bird screeched at him and began swooping over his head. Matt looked up from his rabbit and shook his head.

Suddenly a black form swiftly jumped over him and grabbed the bird out of the air and landed lightly with a trail of feathers falling from the sky. It was another wolf; he was an inky black with one white front paw. He trotted over to Matt; totally ignoring the still terrified Zack, and settled next to him and began to eat. After a moment of watching them Zack whimpered and slowly got to his feet, his hunger felt like it was eating a hole through him. He tried to find something other than a grouse to catch, something that couldn’t just fly away from him.

He sniffed the ground carefully and found the scent of something he didn’t recognize, but the wolf in him was certain he could eat it and that was all that mattered. He followed the trail through the dense brush and almost lost it at a small creek but managed to find it again on the other bank. He wasn’t sure how far he’d gone when he slowed and began slinking as quietly through the fallen leaves as he could. He slipped past a large, old, twisted tree and froze. He almost wagged his tail in delight but managed to kill the urge before he gave himself away, he crept forward more quietly than ever and readied himself to pounce.

Zack half-trotted, half-dragged his prize back to the other two wolves with his tail held high. He’d eaten his share where he felled the creature, but was so excited that he had to show Matt. The young Roe had already been targeted by a predator and was weak from the wounds it had sustained so Zack had, had little trouble bringing him down. He dropped the carcass and spun in a circle with his excitement. Matt flashed him a toothy grin and gave a congratulatory thump of his tail. Zack ran over and licked his muzzle wiggling with energy and then ran back to the deer.

A low growl came from the bush next to him and Zack cut his celebration short, he tucked his tail between his legs and jumped away from the bush with his ears flat against the back of his head. The big black wolf stepped out and grabbed the deer and easily started walking away with it. Zack gave a half-hearted growl but retreated a few steps and cowered to his belly when the wolf dropped the deer and snapped at him. Matt’s growl echoed through the trees and his guttural bark made the other wolf pause and look back at him. Matt bared his teeth and let loose a vicious snarl. The other wolf slid smoothly into his lean human form and Brian glared at Matt.

“Don’t get pissy with me, he’s not even protecting it, that’s fair game and you know it.”
Matt stood up and glared back at Brian, “You’re only doing it to mess with him and if you’re gonna bully him you’re gonna fuck with me, got it?” Matt’s hazel eyes were hard in the bright moonlight. Brian growled quietly but retreated back to his wolf form and disappeared into the night again.

Zack spent the rest of the night curled against Matt’s larger form and for the first time in his life woke up the next morning not dreading what the day would bring. He stood and stretched, Matt cracked an eye and then curled up tighter into his ball and went back to sleep. The morning air was heavy with dew and a dizzying amount of new scents, Zack grabbed a quick bite of breakfast from the previous night’s kill and set off to investigate every single one of those tantalizing smells.

He knew he’d wandered to far when he heard a mother’s voice calling her children in for breakfast. He froze and slowly started to back up, people didn’t like wolves, if they saw him, especially so close to children, they’d send out every man and boy with a gun to find him. He tucked his tail down and tried to be quiet as he backtracked when a low growl sounded from somewhere behind him. Zack froze again, Brian’s growl was harsher than the one coming from behind him, he slowly turned his head to see if he could find whom he had pissed off.

He could only see two cold, blue eyes staring at him from a bush, the wolf stepped out, stiff legged and still growling. He was a beautiful light grey color and bigger than Zack, his vicious blue eyes never left Zack’s fearful green ones. With only a small ripple the wolf changed and a man emerged from his grey pelt.

He was somewhat handsome, his thick blond hair was tied back from his face, a few rebel strands escaped their bonds though and hung loosely to the side of his face. He had a fine-boned face, with a wide mouth; he looked fairly aristocratic; his deep set blue eyes flashed down on Zack with contempt. The hideous odor of spoiled milk over powered the other, more appetizing scents of the forest.

Two more wolves stepped out of the bushes; one was a dark brown, the other was a lighter brown and had streaks and spots of white and black in its fur. Rancid meat and rotten eggs added to the stench that was quickly making Zack dizzy and sick.

Zack hunkered down and whined as the other two wolves rippled into their human forms; the solid brown wolf was a female and the other was a male.

The female had medium brown hair and eyes that pinned Zack to the ground with a palpable malice. Her face wasn’t as fine as the blond man’s; she was obviously born a peasant, her body was tanned and firm from years of hard labor.

The other man had grey eyes and black hair cut so short it was little more than fuzz. He shamelessly let his eyes rove over the gentle swell of the female’s breasts and buttocks; she ignored him completely and kept her eyes trained on the blond man.

“Well, well it looks like the little pup has wandered a wee bit to far from home.” The blond man seemed to be the leader, his voice held a trace of an accent that Zack couldn’t even begin to place. He strode forward and roughly picked Zack up by his scruff, Zack yelped as his skin stretched and then without thinking snapped at the man’s arm. The man dropped him and Zack landed in a heap at his feet; the blond snarled at him and kicked him hard in the stomach, “Bite me you miserable mutt! David, deal with him.” The man kicked Zack again and stepped back as David shifted to his wolf shape and leaped at Zack’s crumpled form. Zack yelped and, despite the throbbing pain in his belly where he had been kicked, took off at full speed to escape David’s snapping jaws. The other man’s gleeful laughter and the woman’s loud chortle followed them into the bushes.

David was bigger than him, which gave him the advantage of longer legs, therefore, longer strides; but since Zack was smaller he could squeeze underneath and in between things David either had to go around or climb over. He stayed a few lengths ahead of the raving dog behind him and hoped Matt would still be napping in the sun where he left him. He zipped under a fallen tree and was blindsided by a blur of brown; he was airborne for a second before he hit the ground with a jarring ‘thud’. David was on him in an instant, his sharp, white teeth tore Zack’s ear and then ripped down his muzzle before he grabbed him by his ruff and viciously shook him until Zack’s skin tore and he was flung to the ground again.

Zack shifted to his human form and curled into a ball, David’s sharp teeth hungrily ripped into Zack’s more vulnerable flesh.

“Alright David, I think he’s learned his lesson.” The blond man stepped out of the bushes behind the woman, who was reclining casually against the fallen tree. David immediately ceased his attack and sat down a few paces away from Zack growling.

“Now, pup, are you going to behave?” the man pried Zack out of his ball and stared at his exposed form, Zack was in to much pain to be embarrassed. “Well, someone has wonderful taste.” he murmured.

“He hasn’t been marked yet.” David said slyly as he edged a little closer to the female. Zack didn’t know what ‘marked’ meant but if these people were talking about it he didn’t want to know what it was. The man’s face broke into a dazzling smile, “You are so right, well, we can’t have that now can we?”

He felt a sickening horror wash through him when he felt the man’s hand running down his body and pushing his legs apart. Zack firmly snapped his legs back together and bared his small teeth at the man. The man dealt him a vicious backhand that made his ears ring and his vision swim and then his legs were pulled apart again. The blond wrapped a hand around his neck, cutting off his air, Zack began to shake; silent tears fell out the corner of his eyes as the tip of the man’s penis pressed against his virgin entrance.

“Bryce, we need to go. The villagers heard dogs fighting, they’re heading this way.” A new voice, a very irritated voice, made Bryce pull back before he violated Zack.

“I take it you did nothing to take them off our trail.” Bryce’s anger translated into gripping Zack’s neck tighter, he gagged and struggled to pry his fingers off.

“That pup has done nothing to you, why do you insist on torturing everyone you meet.” The new voice sounded angrier.

“I’ll do what I want and you won’t question my actions again, do you hear me James.” Bryce’s voice was a menacing hiss; he finally got off of Zack and barked out something in a language Zack couldn’t understand. Then he turned and dealt Zack another round of brutal kicks before he spat on him and ordered his pack to leave.

Once they were gone Zack rolled to his stomach and vomited, violent sobs racked his body; dimly he could hear voices drawing closer, he forced himself to his wolf form and dragged himself to the bushes, away from the villagers.

Zack was back in his human form as he crawled into the clearing he and Matt had been in the night before, it was empty. He groaned quietly and collapsed and succumbed to a pained and troubled sleep.

“Pup, what happened to you?” the voice was soft and mellow, but it wasn’t Matt’s. Zack whimpered as he was pulled against a warm body and picked up, “C’mon, we need to get you fixed up.”

Zack opened his eyes and saw the blurry image of Brian hovering over him with a surprising amount of concern in his deep brown eyes. Zack tried to tell him about the other people but all that came out was a warm trickle of blood and a gurgling sound. A sharp pain ripped through him as Brian picked him up, Zack’s vision cleared for a second as agony sharpened his senses but then he quickly fell into unconsciousness.

“What happened?!”

“Hush, you’ll wake him. I don’t know I found him like this. He must’ve crossed someone; there was wolf all over him.”

Gentle, cool hands ran over his various hurts and soothed his fevered forehead as the quiet voices continued their conversation.

“He’s got a couple of cracked ribs and he’s pretty much been ripped to shreds. I say your next lesson is self-defense.”

A low growl came from somewhere to his left as the hands continued to gently relax Zack back into his deep slumber. The two were quiet for a moment before the smoother of the two softly broke in, “You haven’t marked him.”

“No.”

“Someone almost did it for you. He reeked of it.”

The gentle hands stilled and a rumbling growl Zack could feel in his very bones echoed through his head as sleep claimed him again.

The next time Zack woke he was surrounded by the night sounds of the forest and the bright stars were sprinkled across the sky like millions of itty bitty candles. Matt was curled around him protectively, his warm breath whispered across Zack’s neck reassuringly. Zack was drifting back into sleep when a ferocious snarl silenced the more benign sounds of the night.

Matt was awake in an instant, he crouched protectively in front of Zack and snarled at the dark bushes in front of them. Brian’s black form backed out of the bushes, hackles up and growling furiously; Zack cowered behind Matt and whimpered quietly. Brian stayed in his wolf form even as the three emerging wolves shifted to human.

“So the pup has a home after all. We were just coming to check up on him.” Bryce’s eyes glinted devilishly in the moonlight as he stared at Zack with a bestial want. Zack shuddered and pressed himself closer to the ground; a low growl rumbled out of Matt’s chest and he shifted his position to hide Zack from the other Alpha. David snapped challengingly at Brian and tried to edge behind him, forcing him to back up closer to Matt and Zack to keep the other wolf in his sight. Bryce looked over his forces and snarled once before they shifted back into wolves and attacked.

David made the first move, he leaped at Brian and tried to knock him off his feet, but they were close to the same size and all he did was piss the black wolf off. Brian twisted around and managed to shred one of David’s ears, the brown wolf jumped back howling in pain.

A bone-chilling snarl ripped out of Matt’s throat as he shifted and leaped at Bryce. They clashed with a solid ‘thump’ and began tearing at each other mercilessly. Zack watched horrified as Matt; his beautiful, kind, and loving Matt, brutally ripped and tore at Bryce’s grey coat.

Brian yelped in pain as David’s teeth found purchase in his shoulder and tore out a chunk of fur and muscle. Zack barked out a warning as the female streaked toward Brian; if he went down they would have no problem gutting him or tearing out his throat. Zack growled furiously and charged the female and slammed into her at full speed and ferociously ripped at her exposed neck. She snarled in fear and surprise and jumped back but Zack stayed on her and continued to relentlessly snap at her.

Bryce howled a retreat and they fled back into the bushes, disappearing into the night. Once the sounds of their passage faded Zack tucked his tail between his legs and whimpered, he ran over to Matt and pressed close to his warm body, licking the plentiful wounds that littered his body. Matt shifted to his human form and stared at Zack absolutely amazed, Zack looked up at him and laid his ears back before he dropped to his belly.

“What?! Oh hell no, you can’t rip into someone like that and then go back to belly crawling!” Brian laughed, he was sitting in the spot where he and David had fought and was staring at Zack in utter disbelief. Matt shushed him and pulled Zack off the ground, “Come back to human Zachary. We need to know how badly you’re hurt.” Zack slipped out of his hands and ran into the bushes; he stood up seconds later blushing furiously. Matt shook his head in exasperation and walked over to Zack; he ran his gentle hands over his body checking for any damage. Brian wandered over to them and wrapped his arms around Matt’s waist and began running his tongue over a nasty looking bite on his shoulder. Matt sighed and ran his hands over Brian’s arms, “Are you okay?” he whispered. Brian paused in what he was doing and nodded once before he moved to another deep cut on Matt’s bicep.

Zack yelped when he felt a warm arm wrap around his waist and another around his neck holding him close to someone. Matt snarled and went into a slight crouch, “Let him go.”

Brian circled wide to the left and the person holding him turned to compensate for his angle.

“I’m not going to hurt him, I just didn’t want to be attacked when I showed myself.” The voice was tauntingly familiar, but Zack couldn’t quite place it, being terrified wasn’t really helping either.
Zack decided to take Brian’s advice, instead of belly crawling and tucking his tail like he really wanted to do, he elbowed his captor as hard as he could and was rewarded with freedom. His captor made a strangled sound and fell to the ground gasping; Matt dragged Zack away from him and Brian jumped in front of them. The man’s breathing was heavy and strained; his pale face was a bright contrast to his raven hair that lay damp on his sweaty forehead. He whimpered pitifully and held his side, peering between Matt and Brian, Zack could see the various cuts and bruises scattered across his body, there were a few deep slashes and bites around his chest and neck.

“I’m sorry, but…I wasn’t, I won’t hurt him.” He tried to sit up but gasped in pain and lay back again.

“James…” Zack whispered as he finally placed the voice, the man looked at him and smiled a little, his eyes were filled with pain. Zack slipped away from Matt and past Brian and dropped next to the injured man.

“I’m sorry.” Zack brushed his sweaty hair off his forehead, he gave a half-smile and closed his eyes, “Not the first time, I’ll heal.” He shuddered as a ripple of pain went through him. Brian snarled and dragged Zack away from him.

“No Brian, it’s okay, he’s not going to hurt me. He helped me…earlier.” Zack shivered at the memory, Matt’s strong arms pulled him against his warm torso. James nodded, “I need to change…” he shifted into his wolf form, he was lanky, bigger than Matt and such a light grey he was almost white. But his beautiful coat was marred by vicious slashes and bites and spots of dried blood. He stayed lying on the ground watching them warily.

“Don’t hurt him.” Zack pleaded.

“What do you want?” Matt asked his voice was devoid of the warmth he used when talking to Brian or Zack. James lowered his head and returned to his human form, “Bryce, David and I got into a fight. They wanted to hunt your pup earlier, Bryce has gotten it into his head that he’s part of his pack.” He shivered as his wounds began to ache again.

“Shift back, sleep it off, we can finish this tomorrow.” Matt’s voice wasn’t as frigid as before and James looked at him with gratitude as he shifted back.

“What are you going to do with him?” Brian whispered the next morning, carefully watching the sleeping James. Matt shrugged, “Obviously his pack booted him and he wants to join ours. I want to know if that Bryce is coming back. If he thinks Zachary is part of his pack I don’t know what he might do, we need to watch him.” He looked over to the peacefully sleeping Zack.

“He’ll come back, he wants him.”
Matt and Brian crouched protectively over Zack and snarled at James. James sat up carefully and checked himself over.

“What do you mean?” Matt growled.

“He wants him, he’s not marked. Bryce assumes that means he’s his for the taking. You’re right, I would like to join your pack.” He stood slowly, still making sure his body had recovered. He was tall and lean with firm muscles that rippled lightly beneath his pale skin; Brian watched his every move with a small growl still trickling out of his mouth.

“When will he be back?” Matt demanded glancing at the now awake Zack, Zack laid his ears back and whimpered. James shook his head, causing his inky black hair to fall into his face, “I don’t know, given what he,” he looked at Zack, “did last night to Lilly, it might be a day or two.”

Brian snickered, “I must say, he may not as be cowardly as I thought.”

Zack barked once and then bit him squarely in the ass. He had risked his life to save his sorry ass and he was more than entitled to bite said ass when he was insulted. Brian yelped and jumped away from him snarling; Matt stared at Zack for a moment before he started laughing so hard he had to sit down. James tried to hold back his laughter but failed miserably and ended up on the ground too; Brian glared at all three of them in turn and shifted to his wolf form before he stalked off, stiff legged, to go find breakfast.

Zack trotted over and licked the tears off of Matt’s face as he continued to laugh and then cautiously made his way over to James, the air around him smelled like fresh rain, freshly mown hay, and just a hint of that strange spicy/sweet smell that surrounded Matt. He watched Zack approach, still laughing, and waited for the red wolf to make his move. Hesitantly Zack wagged his tail, James slowly reached out his hand and Zack licked his palm.

There was a nasty slash on James’ forearm that still hadn’t really healed, Zack ran his tongue over it a couple times trying to soothe the hurt; James sighed appreciatively.

“James,” Matt was finally able to control himself enough to speak with a degree of dignity, “go hunt. You can join us if you’d like.”

James bowed his head and murmured his thanks before he quickly shifted to his massive wolf form and trotted off in opposite direction Brian had taken.

“I know you must be hungry.” He smiled at Zack who wagged his tail excitedly, “Come on let’s find something to eat that won’t run away from us.” He dropped next to Zack on four legs and started lightly running in a direction opposite of both their peers.

They found a berry vine that still had a plentiful amount of fat black berries on it that the birds had managed to miss. Matt stood up and looked at Zack; he laid his ears back and looked up at Matt shyly.

“Oh alright, I won’t look.” Matt laughed and turned his back, he turned back around after a few seconds, Zack blushed furiously and tried to hide himself from his gentle hazel eyes. Matt pulled him close, “Zachary, you have nothing to be ashamed of.” Zack felt a tightening in his stomach when their naked bodies pressed against each other. He pressed his face into his shoulder to hide his embarrassment from Matt when he faintly smelled that strange spicy/sweet aroma. He pulled back surprised and then ran his nose along Matt’s collar bone, the smell was stronger.

“What is that?” he whispered, the smell was already mouth-watering and now knowing it came from Matt was making it absolutely irresistible. Matt laughed quietly, “Arousal.”

Zack stopped and pulled back a little so he could look at the taller man, “What?”

“It’s arousal. Since you are no longer fully human you senses are becoming keener, like your wolf counterpart. Your sense of smell will be the best; that spicy/sweet smell is arousal. I can smell it on you too.” Matt nuzzled his neck, which sent another wave of pleasure through him. Zack blushed more than before as his words sank in, Matt could smell his arousal even as he tried to fight it off. Zack gasped as Matt ran the pad of his thumb of one of his hardening nipples.

“There’s no crime in enjoying physical contact.” He whispered he rubbed his nipple again, harder. Zack groaned quietly as his body reacted to his light touches, he pressed his hardness against Matt’s leg and rocked his hips. Matt’s hands traced the contours of his muscles up his arms and across his shoulders before they came to a rest on his flushed cheeks. Zack felt his heart speed up when Matt’s lips brushed his, lightly at first and then he pulled Zack against him and covered his mouth with his own. Zack’s eyes fluttered closed and he wrapped his arms around Matt’s neck and pressed himself closer to his hot body.

Matt’s lips were amazing, rose petal soft, but firm; Zack was more than enjoying his first kiss when he felt something strange, Matt’s tongue slid across his bottom lip. He broke the kiss a little confused and very turned on.

“W-what?” he stopped and flushed a bright red as his annoying stutter flared up, he looked at the ground and tried again, “What was t-that?” he mentally kicked himself for even opening his mouth again. Matt tilted his head back up, his hazel eyes burning with desire and amusement, “Let me show you.” He whispered, his lips tracing Zack’s jaw line. He pulled Zack’s mouth open a little with his thumb and then captured his mouth in a searing kiss.

Zack’s world spun when he felt Matt’s hot, slick tongue in his mouth gently stroking his own muscle and tasting every inch of him. Timidly he pressed his tongue against Matt’s and tried to copy what Matt had done to him. Matt pulled his tongue out and the kiss ended with Zack only half-aware of what was going on. Matt laughed breathlessly, “How was that for a first kiss?”

Zack pressed his lips against his again and when Matt’s tongue traced his lip he let him in. While they kissed Matt slowly pulled them to the ground; Zack broke the kiss panting and moved to a more comfortable position on top of him. Matt smiled wickedly, “Wanna know what else I can do with my tongue?”

Zack felt a fresh wave of arousal wash through him at the words; Matt smirked and rolled them over so he was on top. He lightly licked at the skin on Zack’s neck and ran his tongue over his collar bone before he attacked his hard nipples. Zack groaned and pressed up into him as he teased the pert buds with his soft tongue. He moved further down his body, biting and kissing his silky white skin. Zack was lost in pleasure as his hot mouth carved a blazing trail down his flushed body.

Zack let out a short startled scream of pleasure when Matt’s hot mouth covered the head of his leaking penis. He groaned and writhed as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed through him. Matt swallowed his length and Zack felt the world drop out from beneath him, he couldn’t feel the soft grass he was lying on or the firm grip Matt had on his hips; his entire world was Matt’s soft tongue pressed flat against his throbbing length, the scrape of his teeth over sensitive flesh, and a rough hand stroking his balls. Matt growled deep in his throat and Zack released with a strangled cry of ecstasy. Once he got some feeling back in his limbs and his ears stopped ringing Zack raised his head to look at Matt dazedly. Matt laughed and easily slid up his body to capture his lips in another passionate kiss. Matt reached between them a quickly started jacking himself off while their tongues slid against each other; Zack pulled out of the kiss and stilled his hand.

“I-I w-w-anna…” he looked away as his face and neck flushed a dark crimson; Matt laughed lowly and sat back, reclining on his elbows. Zack stared at his generous, pulsing length and went another shade redder. Matt spread his legs a little more as Zack crawled between them.

He wasn’t real sure what he was doing, so he decided to copy what Matt had done. He closed his mouth over his swollen head and ran his tongue around his heated flesh. Matt screamed and bucked his hips, shoving more of his hot length into Zack’s mouth.

“Zachary, Gods, you’re a fast learner.” He panted, Zack looked up and growled, Matt’s hips jerked up again and he groaned Zack’s name. Zack slipped a little more of his hot erection into his mouth and lightly bit down, Matt screamed again and Zack’s mouth was flooded with a creamy, bitter fluid. He swallowed a little but most of it leaked out of his mouth and dripped down his chin. He looked up at Matt again and smiled a little as the bigger man sat up, he pulled Zack against him and licked the creamy cum off his chin before he pushed his tongue into Zack’s mouth. Zack responded slowly, he was still a little dizzy.

Zack could still smell the cloying scent of arousal on Matt’s silky skin. When their kiss broke he shyly reached between them and lightly ran his hand over Matt’s length, Matt began to get hard again immediately, and he groaned and pressed himself into Zack’s hand.

“Zachary, don’t start what you can’t finish.” He whispered heavily. Zack blushed but tightened his grip on him. Matt kissed him again, forcefully, and gently moved his legs apart. Matt broke the kiss and stuck two fingers in his mouth then started kissing Zack’s neck. Zack stifled a cry when one of Matt’s saliva slick fingers slowly entered him.

“Relax, it’ll be easier.” He murmured adding another finger. Zack tried to ease his tense muscles, but he was still scared.

“Are you ready?” Matt moved so he was in between Zack’s legs and looked at him intently, Zack nodded and tried to relax more.

Zack whimpered as he stretched around Matt’s thick length, Matt didn’t stop until he was completely sheathed in Zack’s tight heat. He rested his head on Zack’s shoulder while he waited for his lover to adjust to him. After a moment the pain wasn’t as sharp and the feeling of being filled brought Zack back to full attention, he shifted a little trying to put Matt deeper. Matt whimpered and pulled out before slowly pushing back into him, Zack hissed as the pain flared up again. The next time Matt pushed into him his sound of pain turned to a cry of ecstasy as pleasure washed through his body. Matt let out a breath and started moving faster, he gripped Zack’s hip with one hand and the other pinned his hands above his head. Zack rolled his hips up to meet Matt’s hard thrusts and closed his eyes in bliss.

He felt his release building in the pit of his stomach he panted Matt’s name and pushed up harder, driving Matt deeper into him. He screamed once and exploded, his vision blacked out and came back seconds later in a rush. Matt groaned and heat spread through Zack as Matt released deep inside him. Matt collapsed panting heavily and slowly pulled out of Zack before he rolled off of him to lie beside him. Zack cuddled closer to him and sighed contently, Matt chuckled quietly and wrapped his arms around him before he closed his eyes and followed his smaller lover into sleep.

A/N: Muahaha, you didn’t think I’d forget about the rest of my readers did you!! This chapter is for you guys
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