[ Fuck. The best part is knowing how much Gavin wants to be claimed, how Gavin longs for Hank to make him come undone. He can feel every need as if it were his own. Hank wants that too. He wants to hold Gavin close and feel him spill out of him while he can still taste him on his tongue.
He's getting his wish, needless to say. ]
Ezra. [ Hank pulls back to lick his lips, his eyes still glimmering gold. Even sated and spent, he keeps a firm hold on Gavin and presses close to kiss him, blood and all. Every part of them fits together now. Hank was never one to love himself very much, but he definitely loves his mate. Maybe this is what it feels like, to not hate yourself quite so much. ] Ezra. I love you.
[ He'll always want you to make a mess of him, Hank. Please do, as often as possible. Fill him up and wreck him.
Gavin opens his eyes, his also still glowing soft. He's heaving and spent but he manages a smile and drags his hands forward. Cupping Hank's face, he leans their foreheads together. ]
Love you. [ He can almost sense what he thinks and he leans in to kiss him softly, blood be damned. ] Gonna make you happy. Promise.
[ That's a request he can grant, make no mistake, Gavin. The only shame is the fact that they both heal so quickly, because Hank would be all about leaving Gavin a complete mess. ]
It's working.
[ Hank smiles softly, a low, deep purr bubbling out from his chest, unbidden. He feels boneless and light and nothing feels better than having Gavin close and feeling him on his body and soul. He places his hands over Gavin's and kisses back. ]
And I'll take care of you. Nothing's gonna hurt you. Not when I'm around.
[ He'd love to be too sore to walk, but alas. Still, it's wonderful. He purrs in response and keeps kissing him. Soft little pecks, but he just can't seem to stop. He slips a hand out from under Hank's and gently places it right against his heart. ]
Me too. I'm gonna be here for you, always.
[ He shifts his hips a little and... yeah. A rather interesting sound occurs from where they're still connected. Gavin blinks and turns a little pink. ]
[ The soft kisses are cute, dammit. Hank closes his eyes and leans into Gavins hand. He can fel Gavin's heart, along with the rest of him... and yeah, they're kind of gross at this point. Man, sex is way cleaner with condoms. Hank chuckles, stroking his hand down Gavin's back. ]
Another shower'd probably be a good idea.
[ He's not super sure if Gavin has the strength to pull himself off so now seems like a great time to use his alpha strength to pull them apart. It's a mess but Hank can't say he regrets it even a little bit as he gently lifts and sets Gavin back down. ]
I'll toss the sheets again. Still got one more set in the closet somewhere.
[ They're gonna have to wear condoms when they don't want to clean or just... put a tarp down. Or something. If they're gonna go all out with this every time. (Honeymoon phase will hopefully calm down eventually...)
And please show off that strength, it always gets Gavin swooning. Once he's off Hank's lap he settles down on the bed and just flops on back, suddenly not able to hold up his own weight for the moment. Oh, yeah, he's a total mess. All over his stomach and leaking down to coat his thighs... not to mention the blood still on his face and neck, under his nails. Whoops. ]
Shower sounds perfect. [ He takes a deep breath. ] Just gimme another minute to recover here, I think my hips were almost outta joint.
[ Pop! Oh, yup, there it goes snapping back into place. ]
[ Hank says those words with nothing but fondness. He lays back around to join Gavin in bed. He's not looking much better, coated in come and Gavin's blood in his beard. Oops. He just feels so good. The better his beta feels, the better Hank feels, apparently. Because Hank feels great. ]
I can carry you to the bathroom if you want. Bath might be nice, whaddya think?
[ He curls up and looks at him with a big grin. ] I liked it. Not gonna tell you to stop a bad thing, sweetheart.
[ He feels so good, his heart is singing. Sorry Eli, you can go do your work now or brood or whatever it is you do in your hermit house. Gavin kisses at him a few more times then chuckles. ]
That sounds great. Gonna need a good soak to get all clean anyway. [ He holds his hands up. ] Carry away.
[ Hank snorts. ] Least you're into it. [ He loves him though. He loves Gavin so much. Poor Kamski is gonna be so pissed once he can pick himself up off the floor. ]
Alright, let's get you cleaned up, babe.
[ Hank sits up and stretches, rolling his shoulders and turning his head before he turns back around to carefully pick up Gavin. Bridal carry because of course, he knows how to be gentle. And admittedly he could probably carry Gavin one-handed, his alpha strength is definitely Here. ]
I'm gonna start the water, you good with just hanging on?
[ Hank smiles, only grumbling a little as Gavin's kisses distract him from his very important work of readying the bath. The water doesn't take long to heat up at least, and Hank's got no trouble holding onto Gavin. It actually feels really nice to have him so close like this. Geez, are you guys ever gonna be able to stay apart? Probably not. This honeymoon thing sure doesn't show any signs of slowing down. ]
[ Gonna be stuck together figuratively and literally quite a lot, it seems. He grins and dips a foot daintily into the water when he prompts, nodding. ]
Feels great. Now where are the bubbles, candles and mood music huh? [ He's being a shit. Dunk him, Hank. ]
[ Hank snorts, easing Gavin into the tub without stopping to let Gavin get used to it. And his head? Yeah, it's going underwater. Yeah, get used to a couple hundred years like this, Ezra. ]
There you go, princess. Now scoot -- make some room.
[ He laughs until he's dunked, although he looks thoroughly amused under the water. He surges up and wipes at his eyes, grinning. ]
Of course, your majesty. [ He scoots up so Hank can get behind him... you know he wants to lean into that big chest and soft tum. They both can probably just barely fit in here, two fully grown men broad in different areas. (Even though Hank has more leg than he does.) ]
[ Yeah, it's gonna be a tight squeeze no matter what, but Gavin makes Hank feel less embarrassed about this kind of thing. He seems to enjoy it, and for once, Hank doesn't have to disagree. He scoots in behind Gavin and sits down, legs and arms spread to envelop his beta. His legs barely fit but he's used to that. ]
[ He's still just grinning like a loon. Once Hank settles in, he scoots back and leans against his chest. Yes... good. Very good. He turns his head and shifts a little so he can kiss him proper. ]
Super comfy. [ With that, he dunks his hands in the water and brings them up to start rubbing at some of the blood still in Hank's beard. Something about helping clean his alpha... ]
[ Hank grins right back, enjoying the warm weight of Gavin's back and the sweet view of his neck. It's nice. Gavin's not exactly super short, but Hank is a big dude. The size difference really makes him feel like he can keep gavin safe with his body if he needed to.
Although he'd rather do other things with it, but he's no spring chicken. Even werewolves need a breather, and he's very much enjoying Gavin's hands in his beard. He starts to purr -- I mean, who doesn't love scritches? ]
[ Gavin's got a pretty good back, he'd definitely agree. Good definition, muscles and that tattoo making it something worth staring at. But Hank is Big and Gavin's been high key to low key quaking about it for literally years. Yet here he is... believe in your dreams.
He chuckles and keeps it up, unable to stop himself for leaning in and planting a smooch on his lips. ]
Maybe sometime I can give you one of those full body massages. Happy ending and everything.
[ Gavin's solid and strong and good for giving full-body hugs to. Hank's eyes flutter shut as Gavin keeps up the attention. Shit, he loves this. Who knew he could ever actually feel happy? Without intrusive thoughts to fuck with him? Incredible.
Hank wraps his arms around Gavin's midsection, leaning into him and smiling. He chuckles, that same rumbling in his chest deepening with the sound. ]
[ It's amazing, isn't it? He's got Hank and his brother back in his life... things are good. The best they've been since Gran died. And, yeah, he's a werewolf but semantics... it'll be fine. He's enjoying it, actually.
He scoots closer, goosebumps rising as he rumbles. Ah, he loves that sound. ]
Next day off. 'Cause we do have to go to work at some point, y'know.
[ The werewolf thing sucks way less when you don't have to do it alone, apparently. Who knew? ]
Jeff's gonna keep us both strapped to our desks for taking this much sick leave.
[ Hank snorts though. Fowler knows werewolf shit is a special case. He'd give them as much sick days as they needed, but Hank knows better than to push it too much. Plus, he respects Fowler.
He doesn't respect Elijah Kamski though, much as he might feel weirdly drawn to him what with being his mate's twin and all. ]
You think he'll send an android after us if you just never pick up?
Chloe's gonna come haul our naked asses out of the tub, probably. [ He's joking but... she might. Chloe's strong.
He goes back to scritching and smooching at Hank. He drags his hands down to his chest, tracing at his tattoo. ]
Take it from the guy who grew up with him, if you ignore him enough he gets bored and goes away. Wind gets taken outta his sails if he doesn't have an audience.
Yep. That's what happens when you're a lazy, spoiled crybaby. [ Yes that is Ezra's view of Elijah, the crybaby part is the most important. Oh the things little brothers know...
He reaches for some shampoo and since his own hair is wet, he starts to soap himself up. ]
Dunk your head, unless you want me to to turn the shower head on.
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He's getting his wish, needless to say. ]
Ezra. [ Hank pulls back to lick his lips, his eyes still glimmering gold. Even sated and spent, he keeps a firm hold on Gavin and presses close to kiss him, blood and all. Every part of them fits together now. Hank was never one to love himself very much, but he definitely loves his mate. Maybe this is what it feels like, to not hate yourself quite so much. ] Ezra. I love you.
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Gavin opens his eyes, his also still glowing soft. He's heaving and spent but he manages a smile and drags his hands forward. Cupping Hank's face, he leans their foreheads together. ]
Love you. [ He can almost sense what he thinks and he leans in to kiss him softly, blood be damned. ] Gonna make you happy. Promise.
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It's working.
[ Hank smiles softly, a low, deep purr bubbling out from his chest, unbidden. He feels boneless and light and nothing feels better than having Gavin close and feeling him on his body and soul. He places his hands over Gavin's and kisses back. ]
And I'll take care of you. Nothing's gonna hurt you. Not when I'm around.
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Me too. I'm gonna be here for you, always.
[ He shifts his hips a little and... yeah. A rather interesting sound occurs from where they're still connected. Gavin blinks and turns a little pink. ]
We uh. Should probably get cleaned up now, huh?
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Another shower'd probably be a good idea.
[ He's not super sure if Gavin has the strength to pull himself off so now seems like a great time to use his alpha strength to pull them apart. It's a mess but Hank can't say he regrets it even a little bit as he gently lifts and sets Gavin back down. ]
I'll toss the sheets again. Still got one more set in the closet somewhere.
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And please show off that strength, it always gets Gavin swooning. Once he's off Hank's lap he settles down on the bed and just flops on back, suddenly not able to hold up his own weight for the moment. Oh, yeah, he's a total mess. All over his stomach and leaking down to coat his thighs... not to mention the blood still on his face and neck, under his nails. Whoops. ]
Shower sounds perfect. [ He takes a deep breath. ] Just gimme another minute to recover here, I think my hips were almost outta joint.
[ Pop! Oh, yup, there it goes snapping back into place. ]
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[ Hank says those words with nothing but fondness. He lays back around to join Gavin in bed. He's not looking much better, coated in come and Gavin's blood in his beard. Oops. He just feels so good. The better his beta feels, the better Hank feels, apparently. Because Hank feels great. ]
I can carry you to the bathroom if you want. Bath might be nice, whaddya think?
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[ He feels so good, his heart is singing. Sorry Eli, you can go do your work now or brood or whatever it is you do in your hermit house. Gavin kisses at him a few more times then chuckles. ]
That sounds great. Gonna need a good soak to get all clean anyway. [ He holds his hands up. ] Carry away.
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Alright, let's get you cleaned up, babe.
[ Hank sits up and stretches, rolling his shoulders and turning his head before he turns back around to carefully pick up Gavin. Bridal carry because of course, he knows how to be gentle. And admittedly he could probably carry Gavin one-handed, his alpha strength is definitely Here. ]
I'm gonna start the water, you good with just hanging on?
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Gavin purrs when he's scooped up, wrapping his arms around Hank's neck and nuzzling close. ]
Hubba hubba. I'll hold on as long as you need. [ So cheeky. He just keeps smooching at Hank as he gets the bath running, not being helpful at all. ]
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Figured you might.
[ Hank smiles, only grumbling a little as Gavin's kisses distract him from his very important work of readying the bath. The water doesn't take long to heat up at least, and Hank's got no trouble holding onto Gavin. It actually feels really nice to have him so close like this. Geez, are you guys ever gonna be able to stay apart? Probably not. This honeymoon thing sure doesn't show any signs of slowing down. ]
Go ahead and feel. Lemme know if that's too hot.
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Feels great. Now where are the bubbles, candles and mood music huh? [ He's being a shit. Dunk him, Hank. ]
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There you go, princess. Now scoot -- make some room.
[ He wasn't gonna let you bathe alone, pal. ]
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Of course, your majesty. [ He scoots up so Hank can get behind him... you know he wants to lean into that big chest and soft tum. They both can probably just barely fit in here, two fully grown men broad in different areas. (Even though Hank has more leg than he does.) ]
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[ Yeah, it's gonna be a tight squeeze no matter what, but Gavin makes Hank feel less embarrassed about this kind of thing. He seems to enjoy it, and for once, Hank doesn't have to disagree. He scoots in behind Gavin and sits down, legs and arms spread to envelop his beta. His legs barely fit but he's used to that. ]
Comfy?
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Super comfy. [ With that, he dunks his hands in the water and brings them up to start rubbing at some of the blood still in Hank's beard. Something about helping clean his alpha... ]
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Although he'd rather do other things with it, but he's no spring chicken. Even werewolves need a breather, and he's very much enjoying Gavin's hands in his beard. He starts to purr -- I mean, who doesn't love scritches? ]
Mmm, that's good.
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He chuckles and keeps it up, unable to stop himself for leaning in and planting a smooch on his lips. ]
Maybe sometime I can give you one of those full body massages. Happy ending and everything.
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Hank wraps his arms around Gavin's midsection, leaning into him and smiling. He chuckles, that same rumbling in his chest deepening with the sound. ]
That sounds pretty fucking good.
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He scoots closer, goosebumps rising as he rumbles. Ah, he loves that sound. ]
Next day off. 'Cause we do have to go to work at some point, y'know.
[ Then, the phone rings. Gavin rolls his eyes. ]
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Jeff's gonna keep us both strapped to our desks for taking this much sick leave.
[ Hank snorts though. Fowler knows werewolf shit is a special case. He'd give them as much sick days as they needed, but Hank knows better than to push it too much. Plus, he respects Fowler.
He doesn't respect Elijah Kamski though, much as he might feel weirdly drawn to him what with being his mate's twin and all. ]
You think he'll send an android after us if you just never pick up?
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He goes back to scritching and smooching at Hank. He drags his hands down to his chest, tracing at his tattoo. ]
Take it from the guy who grew up with him, if you ignore him enough he gets bored and goes away. Wind gets taken outta his sails if he doesn't have an audience.
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[ Hank laughs, still obviously pleased with the attention he's getting. God, he's lucky. Best beta ever.
If Gavin's not worried, then he won't be. Gavin knows Kamski best, after all. ]
Somehow that doesn't surprise me. The guy probably invented androids so he could get validation from his own people.
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He reaches for some shampoo and since his own hair is wet, he starts to soap himself up. ]
Dunk your head, unless you want me to to turn the shower head on.
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Not exactly a lot of room here, Gav. [ He's way too tall for this tub. ] You might have to help me out.
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