Have You Ever Heard The Wolf Cry To The Blue Corn Moon? * Gabes and Beans*

He gently pressed his lips to her neck.

She blushed and bit her lip.

He couldn't help it. She smelled good. He may have spoken like a child but he was still a young man. He breathed out rubbing her with his groin.

She shivered, letting out a small moan.

He grunted gently pressing her on him.

She moaned again, leaning back on him as if she needed him for support.

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He decided to risk it and go downstairs.

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He just didn't want her to be disturbed.( back to thread)

She slept peacefully, very comfortable in his arms.

He quietly got up and got dressed.

Bree still slept, not disturbed at all by his getting up. Besides being a bit chilly, that is.

He phased into a wolf and quietly went downstairs.

Chelsea didn't hear the wolf walk passed the kitchen to get downstairs. All she heard was her iPod and the microwave running.

He pawed the refridgurator open and wagged his tail. He grabbed ham, cheese, and a loaf of bread and a soda can and walked back out.

Chelsea didn't see or hear him. By the time she turned around with her food, he was already down the hall, in the opposite direction.

He came back into the room and sat on the floor making sandwhichs

Eventually, Bree got chilly enough that she woke up. She shivered and curled into a ball under the blankets and blinked open her eyes. Wait... Had she dreamed that whole thing? Finding a werewolf under the porch and having sex with him really did seem kind of... out there. And he acted like a little kid. She sat up, the blankets still wrapped around her, and reached up to close the window the rest of the way, realizing that's why it was cold. She locked it close and flopped back down onto her butt on her bed.

He crawled back through the window. He was relieving himself on a tree outside. He smiled " hi there" he said as he came in.

She looked up at him in a daze and blushed, looking back down at her hands. So... it really had happened? Not that she blamed herself - He was good looking. Very much so. But she normally wasn't that kind of girl.

" I made you a ham and cheese sandwhich" He smiled. He really liked her.

She looked at him and smiled. He acted so much like a kid; it was cute. "Thank you," she murmured.

He sat down on the floor and just smiled at her.

Taking the blankets with her, remembering she still had no clothes on, she slipped onto the floor and took a bite of one of the sandwiches. "It's good," she smiled at him. "Thank you."

"no problem" he got up and crawled onto the bed. He wondered if she had sex with him because she liked him.

She finished the sandwich and crawled back into bed, letting him have some of the covers, too. She wondered if he had realized exactly what they'd done, and how he felt about it.

He was curious about it plus he wanted to do it again. She made him feel different and he liked it.