Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

The wolf does not answer my call. I will have to find her another time. I leave the soup in kitchen with a short note. The thermos should keep it hot until she finds it. Then I slip out into the coming night.

Feel better
 
Finds soup left from friend E. Sniffles lightly and retreats to the living room with the thermos. Gotta be up in 5.5 hours...so sleep is a necessity.

Soon.
 
There's a fair chance the wolf is not even in these woods anymore, but I find myself moving down the path as the last light fades from the sky anyway. The darkness of the forest seems to close in quickly tonight as I advance towards Luna's haven.

I step into the clear and quickly step up the stairs to knock on her door. I have a thread of hers to respond too and I want to do it tonight, but I've decided the visit is more important for the moment.

"Anyone home?"
 
Wanders downstairs from my bath, body still slightly damp.
Catches the passing scent of E and a small smile turns full lips, upward.
Maybe he's still around?
Wrapping a robe round myself, I open the front door and step, outside.
 
I had considered turning around and retreating. The day had left me more tired than I realized before, but my wait has certainly paid off. The wolf comes out seeking me, but hasn't seen me yet. Perfect.

Muscles tense and the moment she is clear of the door I launch myself at the wolf and tackle her to the ground. I look down at the woman I've just pounced to the ground and realize that she's likely just gotten out of the bath. I grin.

"Good evening, Luna. I saw you planned on starting to leave Lit behind, so I wasn't sure you'd be here. Glad I caught you." Words are presented without any hint that I just wrestled her to the ground and am currently perched atop her.
 
Am trounced to the ground by a very heavy masculine form. Immediately, E's scent fills me with calmness. I smile up at him, my head tilted just so as I catch his words.

"Oh. I have been gone from Lit for over a month. I come back to check on my story threads and check in with my friends...So it's not a permanent leaving. More like trimming away all the fat so that I can spend my time here doing one of two things~visiting my friends or working on the stories that are garnering timely responses...as I am building up a plethora of stories elsewhere that also require my time and creativity."

Pressing a soft kiss to his chin, I wait...very patiently for him to allow me up.

"Also, if I get sick because you pounced me onto the cold, hard ground? I will hunt you down and make you pay for it!"
 
I scramble off the wolf and clasp her hand to help her up.

"I thought you already were about as sick as you could get," I reply a bit confused for a moment. Then I stop and consider context.

"You meant physically. Oh. Never meant to do that, good wolf. Anything I can do to make it up to you?"
 
The words work and soon enough, I am up on my feet and grinning up at him.

"Yes."

An abrupt nod.

"Give us a kiss, hmm?"
 
Feet are shuffled and gaze averted as I act the shy bashful suitor to the hilt. I slowly lean in and close my eyes before giving the Luna a quick peck on the cheek. I quickly pull away as soon as my lips hit her cheek.

"There."

I know full well that the kiss isn't what the wolf wanted, but I wear the facade of satisfaction with my action anyway. I feel obligated to cause trouble.
 
"Sleep calls, dear wolf. We'll have to hunt each other another night."

I slip off her porch and away from the mocha beauty who may have already vanished herself.
 
Awakens with a sad sigh and wanders downstairs to my desk.
I owe for stories here as well as my new home and I need to get to work as this will be my only day off until sometime next week.

So, a mug of warm cocoa
lap top opened
story threads pulled up in separate windows.

Time to get to work.
 
I appear at her door, the darkness of the forest at my back. A cold wind seems to follow me here, but I turn my head to look behind me and it is quelled. I am furious, not out the woman I've sought out here, but just at my own little stupid insane world.

I knock heavily three times letting the loud bangs echo against the wilderness. I'm not sure what I plan to do really. I just want to be here.

"Luna!"

My fist slams against the heavy door again.
 
My front door flies open and I step out, my smaller hand rising to capture his fist.

"I am here, E...come in."

I don't give him a chance to hesitate. Instead my hand captures his wrist and I tug him into the warm confines of my haven.
 
She snatches my wrist and pulls me inside. A cold dark wind tries to follow us inside, but as the door closes behind us it is shut out and I only feel the warmth of Luna and her home here. I wrap my arms around the beautiful wolf and hug her tight. I don't want to let go.

I want to break shit. I want to hurt someone. I want to hurt. Rage boils and writhes inside me. I don't let any of it out though. I don't want to.

"I hate how this place gets under my skin."
 
I snuggle into him, allowing my silent presence to filter calmness to him. I doubt it works but I have to try and get him calm enough to focus on me. Long moments are spent there, just inside my door, my body sheltering his. Eventually, I take one small step back and look up at him.

"I am sorry that you are dealing with stupidity, my friend and wish I could do something to help you release the anger." My head cocks slightly, wide brown eyes focusing on him. "Is there anything I can do to help, at all? Only ask and I will give it.'

Even while the words are dripping from my mouth, I am tugging him away from the entrance and into the sitting room. I want him off his feet.
 
I allow her to guide me into her sitting room, but do not sit. I break away from her and pace. My body is filled with energy, maybe undirected anger, that demands an outlet, but I don't want to let it out. I don't know what to do so I pace.

"I'm fucking angry and what I'm angry over feels so trivial when I look at it, but that doesn't make me any less mad. I just don't know what to do with myself. I want to do something extreme. I want to just let it go. I don't want to do anything. I need to do something. I don't know."
 
I watch him as he paces, his arms swinging angrily, his voice rising and falling in some sort of odd beat, one that doesn't stay the same but dips and swirls with the force of his emotions. I do understand that sort of unfocused rage. I deal with it almost every fucking day.

But I don't know what kind of help he will accept from me or even if my kind of help will matter at all, out in the real world that is pissing him off so badly. I settle into the softness of my couch and allow my gaze to follow him as he paces.


"I do understand, you know. So, since you don't know what you need and I can't get you to sit down...why don't you just punch some holes in my..."voice pauses"I could take you to basement, E. There are things there that might allow you to work off the edge...or I can conjure you up a punching bag..."

My head tilts as I wait, watch...think.
 
I shake my head.

"I don't want to hurt you. I don't think I want to hurt you. I don't think a punching bag would do a damn thing right now. I don't know."

Intention or not I seem eager to shoot down solutions from any angle no matter who offers them. I turn down her offers, but they aren't without merit. I finally stop pacing and sit down next to the wolf, staring into her eyes with as much intensity as I can bring to bear. Seeking a solution somewhere deep within her and not finding it.

"I hate this."
 
Again, I nod. His words slip from his mouth on a breath that seems more heated than usual. the price for anger that isn't focused~ an uptick in body heat, a tendency for words to spill out all over the place, unfocused gaze, hands that clench, release, clench, release.

I meet his gaze with my own less troubled one. I have my own anger issues but since there is nothing here that can fix it...well no point in dwelling on it. Instead, I open myself to him, to the very best of my ability.

I don't know what he needs. I don't know what i can give to him...but I am willing to try.


"Most sensible people dislike having their lives jerked to hell and gone for stupid reasons. You are infinitely sensible so of course you don't like it."

A short, sharp nod...my mind ticking back to one of his original statements.

"You don't THINK you want to hurt me?" Head shake... "And probably a punching bag would not really help but there is this..." Words falter...stop...resume. "If you are writing out anger, pain, torment...here? It is less likely that you will end up in trouble, out there...."
 
I shake my head and let out a ragged breath.

"I won't act on it. I spent years learning how to let things roll off me and let the anger dissipate. I was very angry when I was younger and I've learned to deal with it. I used to be really bad. This too will pass and I understand that."

I lay back and close my eyes. My breath is heavy and everything feels heavy. Everything is too twisted up right now.

"I wish I knew what to ask for though."
 
One small hand reaches for him, touching his stubbled jaw with steady fingers before retreating back into my lap.

"I wish i knew what to offer that you would accept, love."

A slight shrug, my eyes locked upon his face. I note his closed eyes and all I really want to do is lean over and kiss those closed eyelids. With no further ado, I do.

Soft lips touch each one before drifting down over the cheek and chin. I allow nothing else to touch him~ not my body, not my hands...just my lips...just my mouth.


"You can just sit here with me until you figure it out...or I can climb into your lap and make you cuddle/throttle me until you feel better...is up to you."
 
My eyes remain closed as her lips grace me. Each time they touch I feel a spread of warmth I can't quite explain. It doesn't exactly quiet anything within, but it still feels good. When my voice returns its different, calmer, but still not my usual tone. Strange.

"Climb into my lap, little wolf. Not a cure, but perhaps all I need is a distraction."

Part of me feels a little guilty for asking for some reason, like I'm using her. She wants to help me and perhaps I should let her.
 
I nod and rise to my feet. A few moments are all I need to ease out of my sweat pants and trainers. When I settle myself into his lap, I am wearing nothing but a plain white tee shirt and a pair of panties. Enough for decency.

My right arm positions itself around his neck, dangling limply over his left shoulder. My body is cuddled as close to him as I can manage and still be IN his lap.


"I will be a distraction if that is what you need, E."

I say nothing else. What else is there to say? He can either cuddle me or throttle me. Either way, I will remain right where I am. It's not like I want to be anywhere else, anyway.
 
Eyes open long enough for me to lean in and find her lips. Lids slip closed again as a desperate passionate kiss again. My tongue slips into her mouth and a hand finds her bare leg glad to feel the flesh. I'm trying to lose myself in her.

I like her this way, panties and shirt covering some, but not all. It allows me to take more if I want it, but doesn't demand it. I don't know if I will hurt her or fuck her or what. For the moment I'm just glad to be lost in this kiss.

Heavy hands move across her body, sliding beneath cloth up her back, tightly gripping her arm, moving to her hair, moving to her ass. I'm never satisfied and seek something else immediately as the kiss continues and deepens. I don't know what I want, but I need her.
 
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