November 25th, 2004
Just a little Full moon fun
With Elijah and Craig.
Elijah looked out the window of his flat. The sun had already set and there was very little time, less than an hour, he figured, before the moon began its assent. He pulled the curtains back shut and turned to the figure reclined on the bed. Stalking his way, naked, across the room he pounced onto the bed and lay stretched out, with his full body covering the person laying there.
The eyes blinked open and he felt the pierce of blue eyes sweep him under the spell that knew he had existed under for nearly two years. The voice was low, a rumble in his throat and the teeth were already beginning to be more canine in appearance with the approach of the full. A gentle nip pinned Craig to the bed.
“Hullo Love. Did you know that when the moon passes through the shadow of the earth.. That the moon turns red in color?”
Craig was pleasantly surprised to find himself being covered by Elijah yet again. He smiled up at the smaller man, a hand coming up to brush over his face. "Hello, love." He welcomed the nip as he laid back. "Mmm...have to say that I didn't know that piece of information. But that is interesting." He pauses. "Is that what the moon is going to do tonight?" A thrill runs through his body as he looks up at Elijah. There is less of Elijah there due to the fact that the full moon is so close. That thought bring out pleasant memories of being fucked into the ground by his love's wolf. "What are you planning on doing tonight, love?" He asked, voice in a purr as his hand brushed over Elijah's face.
Elijah gave Craig a wolfish smile in reply to the questions. “Well I had planned on watching the full moon rise. But I don’t think it will wait for me to see it again. And yes. That’s what will happen tonight during the eclipse tonight. The moon will take on a reddish color.” His hands moved over the chest of his lover and began to slide the covers off the body beneath him. “You’re lucky you don’t wear anything to bed or else it would be shredded before I could get anywhere near your skin.. His lips moved to suck on the pale skin along the line of Craig’s neck as the other moaned softly from the teasing strokes. “I think I will let the wolf have a go at you again.”
( elijah plus craig plus full moon, you do the mathCollapse )
October 15th, 2004
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October 9th, 2004
*taps on the shades microphone*
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September 28th, 2004
|elijahwolf||06:48 pm - Nc-17 warning|
Reserves a spot for Elijah and Craig in a pre full moon dance.
Very! Very! heavily in the NC17 warning
( Its full moon time so Elijah wouldn’t want it any other wayCollapse )
September 26th, 2004
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September 5th, 2004
|fae_ewan||07:27 pm - Thoughts after the rescue . . .|
After seeing the group safely back to David and Karl's house, giving an extra 'lift' to Monica to get her to the shop and flat, there isn't much else for Ewan to do . . . except go home. Underhill. Which suddenly doesn't feel like home again, after seeing everyone's faces again--Liv, dear Liv--ooh, which reminds him--he needs to see if she required any help springing her trouble magnet of a man--err-kelpie. Elijah, little lustful pup. It was always good seeing him. Monica, of course, but she was fae; he could really find her anytime. And the other wolf Karl, and the dragon, who Ewan was quite proud that he'd had a few civil words with. Even been complimented. And . . . but then he couldn't really miss someone he'd just met, could he?
Ohhhh but--he'd been lovely. Lovely of course as a gryphon because gryphons were lovely anyway all that strength and sleek feathers--marvelous feathers! (Ewan wondered if he could ask to keep one) The noble beak. And claws. Eeep. Ewan could just imagine them tearing into something. But even more lovely . . . had been the man. Weak, but that had only been because of the imprisonment, of course, and even in his weakness so strong; it had only made Ewan feel the more for him .. . no. He couldn't do that. Not again so soon! But Hugh was nothing like Paris--noble, yes--they had that in common, and that sense of purity about them. But wise where Paris had been innocent, very very manly--or was that beastly? Where Paris had been childlike, young. There was such a presence to hugh, a sense of great ages.
The gardens were already turning colors in his father's courtyard. Fall harvest festivals attended by all the fae of the forest. But Ewan just didnt have any interest. All his thoughts were back in Wellington. How could he go back so soon? He'd sold his flat, his shoppe. But Monica could probably hire him back, in a very odd reveral of roles. Sleeping with her might be a little awkward though. He'd have to figure out where he could sleep. Hmm.
Realizing that he was already making plans, how to do it, Ewan sighs, poking at his plate--he hasn't been eating much since he got back either. His father gives him a look across the table, the longsuffering one, the one that says 'I love you but sometimes you drive me insane, boy.'
"You're in love again, aren't you."
"Am not!" Ewan protests, pushing his plate back. Honeycakes or not, he just can't eat. He humphs and crosses his arms, wings fluttering fast, betraying his agitation. "I don't even know the bloke."
His father rolls his eyes. "Are you going to rectify that then, or pester me with you moaning and sighs?"
Ewan pouts, thinking he really hasn't been doing THAT much sighing. But Father has a point. He can't very well find any peace, until he knows at least. It will be yet another letdown, he's sure. A gryphon. Ha. Why doe he always fall for the impossible ones?
"All right." He fidgets, not feeling a day over a century. "But I rather squandered a lot of my posessions."
His father rolls his eyes, and hands him a silver coin. "Auction that. You'll be surprised what those old things go for." He smiles, just a little. "Especially with an extra enchantment on them."
He's going back to Wellington.
Current Mood: intimidated