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Sora stayed by Fang's side for a few minutes longer, watching the rise and fall of his chest. The air felt warmer here, quieter. Despite the way Fang usually filled a room with his presence, like a storm barely restrained under calm skies, when he slept... he just looked tired. Vulnerable, even. The towel still clung to Sora’s skin, cool now against the air, but he didn’t move yet. He just sat with him. Eventually, Sora stood and pulled the covers a little higher over Fang's shoulders, then bent briefly to press a soft kiss to the edge of his hairline. “I’ll let you rest,” he whispered, almost more to himself than to Fang. Padding softly out of the bedroom, Sora grabbed his clothes and got dressed, tugging on a simple T-shirt and jeans. His hair was still damp, so he towel-dried it quickly in the bathroom, then made his way into the kitchen. The breakfast Fang had brought was cold, but he didn’t mind. He reheated what he could, quietly moving through the space so as not to wake the sleeping werewolf down the hall. He ate slowly at the table, occasionally glancing at the clock. Seven hours left until his exam. His textbooks were already stacked on the counter, a few notecards tucked between the pages. Sora pulled them over and started reviewing, taking slow bites between readings. His focus wavered at first. His thoughts kept drifting back to Fang, to what he’d said, and how much he’d revealed. He hadn't meant to say so much... and yet he didn’t regret it. Not anymore. Fang wasn’t just anyone. He was someone who listened. The morning passed steadily. The sunlight shifted across the kitchen floor, the city outside coming to life in muted sounds. Sora didn’t leave the kitchen except to refill his glass or check his notes against the textbook. He stayed in that quiet bubble, letting the steady rhythm of study settle his nerves. It was only when the clock edged closer to 1:10 PM that he finally stood. Time to go. He washed his plate and glass quietly, dried them, and placed them back in their spots. Then he moved through the apartment softly, like the walls themselves were holding their breath. Sora stepped back into the bedroom. Fang was still lying there, curled slightly toward the spot where Sora had sat earlier. He looked peaceful now in a way Sora rarely saw. The tension always behind his eyes, the edge in his posture was gone. Sora walked over and knelt beside the bed, resting a hand gently against Fang’s cheek. He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, barely more than a brush of skin. "Hey..." he murmured. "I’ve got to go soon." His voice was low, careful, like waking someone from a dream you didn’t want to pull them too far from. His thumb brushed lightly along Fang’s jaw as he waited for a reaction, staying close but not rushing. Just giving Fang a moment to rise from whatever calm place he'd finally found. Sora smiled faintly. "You can sleep some more, if you want to. I can set a spare key out for you to use" he offered. Not really realizing what he had just done. He’d never given anyone a key to his apartment. Not even Asta. Sora liked to keep his place as his own little sanctuary. But if it was Fang.. if it was him Sora didn't have any trouble sharing. --------------------- Leon stirred at the noise. A muffled thump, a groan, and the panicked rustle of limbs. His senses, sharper than most, jolted him awake almost instantly. He blinked once, letting the blur clear from his eyes, and turned toward the sound. There, sprawled on the floor in a clumsy, half-tangled mess of sheets and limbs, was Asta. Leon didn’t move right away. He just watched in suprise. The human was muttering something frantic, voice strained and desperate, trying to stand upright without wincing too hard. His hair was wild, sticking out in tufts, his skin still carrying the faint flush of sleep and last night’s lingering marks. A huff of amusement escaped Leon before he could stop it. He smothered the rest behind the back of his hand, hiding his grin. His body ached in places too. But it was a good kind of ache. One that reminded him exactly how many times he had pleasured Asta, held him, made him fall apart. The sheets beside him were still warm. He’d cleaned Asta up after he passed out, tucked him into fresh linens, and stayed there watching his face go slack in sleep. He had fall asleep beside him while watching him. Something about the way Asta curled toward him, instinctively, even unconscious, had pinned him in place and made the shifters heart swell with love. Leon finally rose, slow and smooth, like a panther stretching after a nap. He padded over silently, crouching beside him without warning. “You’re gonna sprain something if you keep moving like that,” he said, voice thick with sleep and amusement, hair tousled and falling slightly over his brow. He reached out and brushed his fingers along Asta’s jaw. “Relax. I’m not letting you run out of here looking like a baby deer on ice.” He pulled a hoodie from the closet. Leon's hoodie, although practically swallowed Asta whole. “Here,” he offered gently. “Might as well be comfortable and smell like me.” Asta stammered something in return, but Leon didn’t press him for clarity. He just watched him, quiet, gaze soft with something far deeper than amusement now. The way Asta was so undone by him and how open he’d been the night before, it humbled Leon more than he knew how to say. He wanted to wrap him up. In his arms. In his scent. Instead, he stood, grabbing the nearest pair of sweatpants and tugging them on lazily. He glanced at Asta, who was clearly still struggling between urgency and soreness, and sighed with a crooked grin. Leon leaned down, slid an arm around Asta’s waist, and lifted him effortlessly. Not carrying him this time, but steadying him. “You’ll make it,” Leon murmured close to his ear. “Just breathe. I’ll drive you if I have to.” He didn’t say what he wanted to: Don’t go. Stay a little longer. Let me keep you here, safe, where no one else can touch you. But instead, he helped Asta to the chair beside the bed, crouched again to help him with his shoes, fingers brushing his ankle before pulling back. Leon stood tall and reached for his phone off the nightstand, checking the time and then glancing down at the human in his hoodie. “Next time,” he said with a smirk, “I’ll try not to ruin your legs the day before exams.” He winked. But the heat in his gaze didn’t lie. Behind the teasing, he was watching Asta like he meant something more. Like he was already his. Leon didn’t own a car. Most of the time he walked, or took public transit when needed. It suited him just fine. But today wasn’t a normal day. Today, Asta was hobbling around sore and half-dressed, clearly trying to survive a chaotic morning after a night that had… well, happened multiple times. And Leon wasn’t about to let him show up late or in worse shape than he already was. So, without hesitation, Leon headed out into the hallway and knocked twice on the neighbor’s door. ----------------------- Mr. Kwan. An older gentleman who rarely left his apartment but owned a surprisingly pristine sedan he let sit idle most days. The door creaked open after a minute. Kwan squinted through the crack, eyeing Leon with the suspicion of a man who’d lived in the city too long. “I need a favor,” Leon said simply. “Can I borrow your car for an hour?” Kwan sniffed. “What’s the occasion? You don’t usually ask.” Leon’s mouth pulled into the faintest of smirks. “Boyfriend’s got an exam. I plan to make sure he doesn’t fail out of sheer bad luck.” That made Kwan raise a bushy brow. But he tossed Leon the keys anyway without further comment. “Don’t scratch it.” “I won’t,” Leon said, already turning away. -------------------- Back inside the apartment, Asta was dressed. But still moving slow. Leon stepped in, tossed the keys in the air, caught them with one hand, and motioned toward the door. “Let’s go. We’ve got just enough time.” Leon walked over and held the door open with one hand while guiding Asta with the other. Downstairs, the car waited, gleaming quietly in the morning sun. Leon helped Asta into the passenger seat carefully, making sure he was comfortable, buckled, and sitting in a position that wouldn’t stress his back any more than necessary. He slid into the driver’s side, adjusted the mirrors, and pulled into the street with the kind of ease that suggested he had driven before.. just not recently. They rode mostly in silence at first, city blocks sliding by in a blur. The mid-afternoon traffic was light, and Leon cut through it with precision. Every so often, he glanced at Asta from the corner of his eye. The hoodie was too big on him, sleeves swallowing his hands, the collar stretched slightly down one shoulder. His hoodie. Leon liked the sight more than he wanted to admit. As they pulled up to the campus gates, Leon slowed to a stop and parked just briefly by the sidewalk. He turned in his seat. “You’ll make it with five minutes to spare.” His voice was warm, but steady. He waited until Asta had stepped out and disappeared into the building before leaning back in the seat with a quiet exhale. Only then did he realize his hand was still curled around the warmth Asta had left in the passenger seat. And he smiled. Just slightly. @Sosuke0549

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Fang stared outside the window, his towel laying on his head as he leaned aginest the wall. He had put on a pair of Sora's boxers, tho they were rather tight, the only good thing about them was they were stretchy. ( How many more closing shifts will I have to do by myself before Shin is happy...) He sighed. He did bail on work twice in a row...so this was his fault. He should of been more prepared and cautious when it came to his heat cycles. * tap tap* He blinked, coming back to reality. A black crow, tapping on the window infront of him, a letter in its mouth. *Sigh* Fang cracked the window open slightly, allowing the bird to slip the letter too him before it dissipated in a small cloud of black smoke. ( Persistent as always...) He ripped open the letter and pulled out the message inside. { Warmest Greetings, Its been ages since we've seen each other. Dispite our time apart, I am evidently reminded of how much you enjoy your lonesome exist, I don't expect you at my celebration, but I do hope you will come. I must admit, I worry about you from time to time. If you won't come to me, I will come to you. You should know by now that avoiding me is foolish. I have the honor to be your dearest friend and obedient servant. Sincerely, V } Fang bit his lip and crushed the letter, turning it into nothing but a ward of paper in the palm of his hand. He hated parties....especially birthdays. ( obedient servant my ass...) His ears perked up hearing Sora turn off the shower. He quickly tossed the note out the window before closing it shut. He was debating on weather or not he should tell Sora about the fact he was going to V's party or not. How much should he involve him in his affairs? In his world? Dating a human was going to be alot harder than he had organically anticipated. He turned in Sora's direction, hearing his footsteps approaching. To his suprise, Sora was only wearing a towel. Fang crossed his arms, leaning aginest the wall, a small smile on his face, was he trying to tempt him? Just when he opened his mouth to say something lewd, he felt Sora gently take his hand, not saying a word as he tugged on him. "Hm? What is it?" He followed the human back into the bedroom as Fang looked confused and suprised as Sora placed him on the bed. He looked up at him, meeting his gaze. He didnt seem horny...that wasn't the vibe he was giving off. [ “Lie down. You need to rest.”] Fang flinched ever so slightly. He had heard Sora's voice many times...it was like music to his ears at this point...but what he wasnt use to...was that tone. This wasn't simply a suggestion, but a command...and something inside him pulled at his heart...a force that made him obey. When werewolves bonded with other creatures that weren't their own kind, it wasnt uncommon for a werewolf to be obedient to their mate, viewing them as their master and sole purpose for living. If what Fang just felt right now...was that force...then their bond was developing at a alarming rate. Faster than what he'd seen or experienced. Fang immediately laid down, his eyes following Sora as he pulled the covers over him and sat near him. [ “I know you don’t think you need it, but I’ll feel better knowing you’re here. Sleeping. Even if it’s just a nap.. I like having you in the house,” ] This was Sora's way of saying he cared about him and was worried for his wellbeing. " fine....but wake me up before you leave...I wanna walk you to school. " He muttered. His eyes already closed and within a few minutes, Fang was fast asleep. His chest rising and falling, as all the tension in his body disappeared. Fang would never tell Sora, but ever since he imprinted on him, he's been struggling to sleep. Always on high alert, feeling the need to protect him. He couldn't let his guard down even if they were alone together...because he himself was a threat to Sora. He constantly had to say cautious and vigilant of his emotions, strength, and heat cycles. It was all starting to catch up with him. --------- -------- --------- --------- Asta poured his heart out to Leon. He couldn't even wrap his mind around the reason why...it all just...happened. He needed to convey his fears...his anger and insecurities...that fact that he too...got jealous when Leon wasn't looking at him. He flinched feeling Leon run his fingers through his hair, pulling him in so there foreheads touched. [ “I’m not going anywhere, You hear me? You can scream, cry, break apart in front of me and I’ll still choose you! Again and again.”] Chills ran down his spine as he stared into Leon's eyes. Every word he ment...was true...Asta couldn't even question it...something inside him just knew that in this very moment, Leon was telling the truth, and that was a relief. A part of him, still trusted Leon, dispite everything. [ “You talk like you’re not enough,” ] Asta's eyes fell, feeling Leon whip a tear from his cheek. It wasn't that. Or...maybe it was. Was he not good enough for Leon? The thought never really crossed his mind... if anything he was more worried about Leon leaving him, lying to him, or being blindsided again. When they were skin to skin...Asta felt like he knew everything he needed to know about him...and yet..when they weren't being intimate, he was slowly realizing that maybe he didn't know Leon at all... He had to find out he was a erotic dancer at a club, that he lied about his past, that he somehow knew his best friend Sora and acted concerned for him, that Leon wasn't truly his real name. Asta always thought it was impossible to fall in love with someone you don't truly know...and yet here he was, pinned down on a kitchen counter and unable to close his legs, getting swept away by a man's touch and the sound of his voice. Asta just needed to know...if he could trust him. [ “But you don’t see what I see when I look at you.”] ( I...feel the same way...) He thought to himself. There were times Asta saw Leon as his boyfriend...and other times...a man he didn't really know. Asta shuttered feeling Leon suddenly lift him up, cradling him like a new bride. " l-leo--" He blushed feeling the man lay kisses on his face, whispering softly, 'mine'. He couldn't resist it. Having Leon’s affection was...addicting. Asta stared at Leon's lips as they brushed his, his voice soaked in adoration. [ “If you want more, baby… I’ll give you everything I have. As many times as you want.”] Asta wanted to kiss him...but he suddenly felt his back hit the mattress, and Leon was once again, on top of him. He looked so beautiful from up there. Asta eyes were a little puffy and red from crying, but the look in his eyes hadn't changed. They were filled with so much love and desire...pure trust and honesty. He hoped that this feeling...this love...would last forever. But when Leon’s hands started to touch him, something was different. He didnt know what...let alone explain it.... He was trying to tell him something...to convey to him what he had said before. [ I'm not going anywhere...I'll still choose you. Again and again.] Leon simply wanting to show him that he loved him shattered any and all remaining doubts he had. It didn't matter if he was a model...he'd come back to him. It didn't matter if others tried to pursue him...because he'd choose him everytime. They kissed and it was slow and delicate, the hands that explored his body left behind a warm trail on his skin. Asta’s body was far too honest, responding to every single touch. He panted as he felt Leon on his neck, breathing him in. They were skin to skin once more, and he felt so warm and safe beneath him. "A-aaahh~" He gasped feeling Leon's cock slip inside him. It didn't hurt, and went in rather easily. But this time...the sex was slow, intimate, long and deliberate. It was like Leon wanted him to feel everything single little thing! ( I-I c-cant breathe) He felt Leon on his lips, his tongue searching his mouth. His mind heasy. He was drowning in Leon's touch...his scent...the sex...the love. ( Feels like...I'm drowning...but it feels...so good.) He melted beneath him. In this moment, Leon made love to him. He shivered. Cried. Moaned as Leon moved his hips, finding a slow but methodical rhythm. One that drove the human insane. Asta couldn't say anything, the only sounds that escaped him were breaths and moans, occasionally whispering Leon's name desperately. The way he loved him, the way he moved his hips was more gentle then before, holding his legs open so he could slide in deeper. ( i-its too much--) "Ha..h..mnmnhha~ ha..gaa..haaaa~" He trembled feeling Leon shower him with kisses, starting from his neck and moving down to his shoulder and chest. Asta tilted his head back, one hand gripping the sheets while the other held Leon's hand. As much as he tried to hold it in, Asta’s body gave in and he convulsed underneath Leon. The moaned that escaped his lips was extremely erotic, and the face he made? It was something out of a porno. The cum covering his stomach and chest. Asta struggled to catch his breath, placing a hand on Leon's chest. The human was a mess...emotionally and sexually. "H-ha-t..ttt-tim..ouummt-- ha-ha.ha..L-le--" Asta voice caught in his throat as he gasped. His head falling back. His soft moans quickly turned into loud ones as Leon went harder on him. That wild passion he'd experience on the kitchen counter returning suddenly and without warning. "AAH! HHAAA! ..N-NNAAHH!!" The room quickly filled with the sound of there skin slamming against ench other. His boyfriend didn't even give him a chance to regain his composure. Let alone his breath. This was his punishment for even thinking that Leon would leave him. The next 15 minutes...we're brutal for the human. His body responded to everything. He cried and screamed out in pure ecstasy. The thrusts so hard that they were on the verge of becoming painful. The bed sheets underneath them getting soaked with sweat and cum. Asta could feel himself slipping in and out. Conscious one moment and then...drifting off the next. He was crying again...but that was only because this round of sex was so overwhelming. That night...Asta passed out. Not knowing how many times they had sex, but Leon left an impression on him. His body would forever remember the way he touched him, and it would forever yearn and crave him. ________________________________ * beep beep* beep beep* beep beep* "nnnunnn---" Asta groaned hearing that annoying but familiar alarm. His phone was going off. He kept his eyes closed as he aimliessly reached for the device, his hand searching the bedside until he finally found it. He grabbed it and brought it too his chest immediately shutting it off. ( so annoying...) He thought. His body aching all over as he tried to go back to sleep. ( Just...five more minutes...) ( Wait...what time is it?) He tried to open his eyes to peek at the clock on his phone. It was 1:01PM. He screamed. " I'M GONNA BE LATE!!" He quickly shot out of bed, only to immediately regret it. "Ah! Ow ow ow ow ow..." a sharp pain quickly greeted him, his back and ass killing him! He looked down at himself, he was naked with a few faint hickies on his skin. He immediately blushed as memories of last night came flooding back to him. He had sex with Leon...well...alot and alot of sex... ( ahh no! Don't think about it!) He shook his head as he struggled to get out of bed. He needed to hurry and get ready. His exams started today! He couldn't afford to miss any of them.

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Cory smiles a little as he kisses Cody's cheek. Akira glances over and smiles, glancing at Shuji, "they really are such a cute couple," he whispers to Shuji. Shuji looks and smiles, nodding his head, "yeah they sure are."

Pleasee can u reupload

Already have. 🤗 But I need to get some sleep as it's 4 in the morning where I am. Happy Sunday, @namiy. 🤗

If anyone wants to hear this audio, can pm me💃 I will reply to your pm one by one when I have time🙆‍♀️ happy sunday

@namiyI've sent a pm as you wrote in the original (first) post. Please. 🙏

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