Fic: These are the best nights
Jul. 27th, 2011 10:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
azziriaPairing: Steve/Danny
Rating: NC-17
Summary: These are the best nights, the nights before.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, no harm intended, no profit made etc.
Warnings: Werewolves. Yes, seriously.
Word count: 350
Author's note: Three hundred and fifty words of ridiculous self-indulgence, written as light (?) relief from writing mpreg.
These are the best nights
These are the best nights.
These are the best nights, the nights before, with the wolf starting to prickle under his skin, with the wolf’s blood starting to seep into his veins. Tomorrow night they’ll be running the ridges, hunting the wild boar that live there, all succulent flesh and hot, sweet blood, ranging unfettered under the moon until dawn comes. At dawn they’ll change back, head home to curl up together, to sleep until the sun is high when they’ll wake, sated with good meat, senses still sharp, and blood and dirt under their fingernails.
Under the moon, in their skins, Steve is the alpha, big and black and grey-muzzled, but here, the night before, they’re equals. Equals, and that means it’s fight or fuck, brutal and exhilarating, a battle for dominance, teeth and nails and fists, blood drawn, no quarter given and everything taken, wolf sign singing in every nerve and sinew.
The fighting is good but the fucking is better, Steve on his hands and knees growling in frustration and lust as Danny sinks his teeth into his shoulder, sinks his cock into his ass, taking what’s his by right because this time, right now, he’s the alpha, fought for and won, fair and square. Shoving hard into that tight heat, teeth and nails set in the flesh beneath him, taking and marking, and Steve will carry those marks through the change and beyond, will remember. Feeling Steve brace and shudder under him, spitting curse words as Danny slams home, fucking into him hard and fast, power and need and lust and love all expressed in this one act of perfect brutality. Feeling Steve howl as he comes, clenching tight around Danny’s cock, an answering growl of triumph torn from his own throat as he follows him over the edge, spilling deep into Steve’s body with one last victorious thrust.
Feeling Steve tremble against him as they collapse down onto the floor together, pulled tight into one another, skin to skin, pulses racing and breath coming hard and harsh as they come down, the wolf stilled for a time.
These are the best nights.
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Date: 2011-07-27 11:22 am (UTC)This is absurdly hot and delicious.
Thank you!
(and over here on DW I can use the proper icon for your fic. *g*)
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Date: 2011-07-27 11:57 am (UTC)This is what my brain comes up with over toast and coffee...
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Date: 2011-07-27 12:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-27 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-27 12:03 pm (UTC)Werewolves are usually lone creatures, but I couldn't see these two being anything other than together.
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Date: 2011-07-27 12:23 pm (UTC)Also, \o/ for the whole them-being-werewolves!
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Date: 2011-07-27 01:45 pm (UTC)this... this... THIS is why i adore werewolf fic. nail, head, been hit.
i might come back when i can think through the guh again. i might make sense then.
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Date: 2011-07-27 02:02 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2011-07-27 08:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-28 05:47 am (UTC)Glad you liked it :)
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Date: 2011-07-28 08:06 pm (UTC)I loved the idea of them either fighting or fucking or both. And that alpha didn't matter before the change because they are both pretty damn alpha. :D
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Date: 2011-07-28 08:16 pm (UTC)I couldn't resist the idea of the pair of them all revved up by the coming change and fighting and fucking just for the sheer physical kick of it :)