William's P.O.V AGAIN

I feel my lips tug upwards slightly as my eyes dance around the familiar space that was bright with colors that seemed to bounce off the walls. Records, both new and old, stacked throughout shelves while others hung off the walls like the trophies they were.

Even though my time was short, I managed to grow an attachment to the space that brightened my dull landscapes when things were still so fragile. A safe space that Blue shared with me, one where I didn't feel so... damaged.

"Are you going to cry?" Blue asks as he shuffles his way out the back room, turning the close the door behind him as he glances at me from over his shoulder. "Please don't, I despise tears."

"I should be asking you that," I reply with a smirk as I make my way to the familiar counter I was usually on the other side of. "I wouldn't want you breaking down from the loss of your favorite employee."

"You're my only employee," He deadpans as he makes his way to the draws beneath the register, grunting as he bent down. "Which makes you the worst employee as well."

"I like to keep things balanced." I retort as I lean against the smooth, wooden top.

Blue digs around the draw for a moment before straightening with an envelope in one hand and a small black box in the other, a perfect red bow sealing it. My playful grin slips as I stare down at the box before glancing up at Blue who was smiling kindly.

"This is your last paycheck." He says as he slides the envelope across to me. "Plus a little something extra to say thank you for being such a wonderful, hardworking young man."

"T-Thank you." I stammer as I let my fingers brush across the envelope, sadness digging itself through my chest as the realization that this was my last day working at Blue's.

I hadn't intended to quit my job just because I was going with Damon to meet his family and pack. The plan was to visit and return, but the more Damon shared with me, the clearer it became that Damon had no intention of coming back.

He planned to stay if things went the way we hoped they would.

I didn't know how I felt about that part and Damon understood that only requesting that I stayed with him for as long as I wanted to or was comfortable too. There was no way I was throwing Damon into the ring before leaving him on his own, so the only option was to quit with the stay's period being unknown.

Blue wasn't happy to hear I'd be going for some time, but he didn't argue.

"Now this is a little gift from Nancy and me." Blue continues with reference to his all-too sweet wife who had the best habit of distributing hugs whenever she could. "Something to remember us and the shop by."

"You didn't have to do this," I state as he holds the box out for me, shaking it a little when I didn't take it immediately.

"I know, but I wanted to." He says, eyes softening. "Nancy picked it out, so don't break her heart but not taking it."

I study him for another moment before I let my fingers take hold of the suede box that brushed my fingertips. I almost felt bad for pulling at one side of the red bow, hating that I had to alter such a picture, perfect site.

"Stop cradling the thing like a baby and open it." Blue demands after somehow reading my thoughts.

I send him a quick glare before I let the bow unravel and slip down into a perfect pile on the counter. My eyes dart up to him once more as I push the lid up the box, allowing it to snap up with a small pop.

My lips part as I sunk in a lungful of air, eyes glued to the beautiful, steel bracelet that rested inside, almost shimmering in its place. I let my eyes pull up to look at Blue, disbelief definitely was written all over my face, but he only smiled a little as he pointed back to the box.

"Check the clasp." He instructs with the most excitement I'd ever seen his display.

Picking the bracelet up carefully, I turn it as I bring it closer for me to see. The blurred image not doing enough for me, so I set the box down before letting my fingers run over the shiny treasure. It takes me a moment to recognize the dip of the outline to be a music note, the gesture making me smile widely as I look up at Blue.

"I love it," I state without hesitation. "I love it. I love it. I love it."

"Something tells me that you love it." Blue mocks with a laugh that I follow easily as I open it. "Let me." He says before coming around to put the bracelet on for me, being extra careful to not let his skin touch mine.

I hold my wrist up with a toothy grin, chest full of happiness as the gift that meant more to me than Blue could ever realize. A gift I'd be sure to where always, to remember not only him but the shop and the joy it brought it to me.

"Thank you, Blue," I say, voice shaking in the most telling way. "Thank you not only for this but for everything you did for me over these last few months. Things you honestly didn't have to, but mean something to me."

Blue cheeks heat gently as he scratches his head, in the way I realized he busied his hands when he was refraining from hugging me. I try to ignore the anger that sparked at myself for not being able to give him so much as a hug, even now when we were parting.

"You just keep in touch and I'll be happy." He says before going back around the counter. "If I don't hear from you at least twice a month, I'm calling the police."

I laugh at this, belly tightening as my mind pulls an image of Blue on the phone reporting my disappearance. It wasn't hard to imagine at all and quieted an aching part of me that knew that he wasn't joking. A part of me that appreciated the care he displayed without being forced to, one that wasn't fabricated for show but was real.

"I'll see you again whenever I come back for the rest of my things or even just pop in town," I promise as I let my fingers run over the bracelet. "And I'll be sure to keep in touch."

"You better," Blue says as he fights with himself to climb the swirly chair I'd come to love. "Now get out of here before you start crying."

"I'll miss you too Blue," I say with a chuckle as I stuff my pockets with the envelope and box.

I send him one last smile that I knew hed he able to read, one that poured out all the love and gratitude inside of me that was all for him.

A smile that spoke the words I couldn't quite vocalize myself, because voicing them cut much deeper than thinking them.

With that, I take a quick glance of the store before turning and leaving, stepping out of one phase of my life into a new one.

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I lean against my front door with a small huff, happy to shut out the rest of the world for the time being.

Today marked my last day in Wolfhedge, a name that now made a whole lot more sense, and so there was a lot of running around to do.

"Finally!" I hear Damon groan from the kitchen that was pouring out the best aromas.

I slip off my shoes and coat, resting my bags on the couch on my way over to my favorite person in this world.

Damon stood tall with a dishcloth strapped over his back, the white fabric sitting comfortably over his v-line shirt that fit him just right in all his perfect places.

My eyes trail his form as he keeps a tight grip on the saucepan with one hand while the other spins the stir fry, his muscles flexing as he did so.

Sometimes I forgot how hot Damon was, with his perfect words and kind heart I genuinely forgot that he was fucking sexy as well. And the fact took my breath away everytime I was reminded of just how lucky I was.

Damon glances up then, a smile tugging his lips upwards once his eyes land on me. My body vibrates at the site, his happiness always doing more for me than my own.

"How was it?" He asks, referring to my goodbye with Blue.

"It was really nice actually," I reply honestly as I make my way over to him, letting my arms wrap around his waist once I was behind him. "It hurt more than I expected it to, to say goodbye."

Damon doesn't reply, he didn't need to and he knew that. He had never actually met Blue but he did appreciate what he did for me and didn't complain too much when I left his side to go work.

"This is new," Damon comments as his fingers brush over the comfortable weight that hung from my wrist. "Where did you get it?"

"Blue and his wife got it for me," I reveal as I press my cheek against his broad back that was warm enough to melt. "As a thank you and a way of remembering them."

"It's nice." He comments before pulling his hand away to keep cooking.

I let my lips brush against the skin just below his shoulder, the action making him stiffen slightly before he seemed to melt into me as he glanced down at me with surprise.

"I'm cooking." Damon reminds, hands never leaving the hot pot.

I hum my acknowledgment but don't stop my loving kisses, electricity rocketing its way between us at the contact that warmed me to the core. My attention remains pinpointed on Damon as I kiss my way up his arm and across his next to his opposite arm, the action forcing a groan from him.

"You're distracting me." He announces as I slip a finger beneath his chin to turn it to me.

He comes easily letting me mold my lips to his, the soft embrace pulling a content moan from me as our lips moved with perfect synchronicity. I let my fingers scratch gently at the small bit of stubble that was forming across Damon's jaw, the rough surface brushing my smooth skin in a way that caused my toes to tingle.

Damon pulls away to refocus his attention on the food, I sigh against his now turned cheek. Nowhere near satisfied but thoroughly entertained with his attempts to focus on the food instead of me.

"Will," Damon groans as I lick up the length of his ear making him shiver against me.

Not inclined to take his warning, I take his earlobe into my mouth while letting my body press its way into him, rubbing myself gently against the firm muscle that formed him while I sucked his ear into my mouth.

Encouraged by his pleased sounds, I let one of my hands run down his chest, slowly descending down his firm abs and to the bulge in his pants that made my mouth water. Nibbling on his ear, I tug it gently while I let my other hand scratched at the nape of his neck, attacking the sensitive space I knew made him crumble.

And he fucking crumbled. The actions seeming to be too much for him as his knees buckled slightly against me, making his body press into mine until he refound his footing.

I smile to myself as Damon pushes the hot pan from the stove in a hurry, trying to switch everything off while I refused to give him a moment of freedom. When he's finally free, he turns and grabs hold of my face as he smashes his lips against mine, walking me back until my back hit the opposite counter.

He drowns out my moans with his lips as he ravishes me, his teeth biting into my bottom lip as he demanded entrance I gave in more ways than one. Spreading my legs, Damon slips between them just as his tongue enters my mouth, rough and hungry he moves against me with a heat that made my eyes roll against my eyelids.

Damon takes the time to push me up onto the counter before sinking his fingers into my waist as he ground his heavy erection against mine, the action causing me to leak profusely as he sucked on my own tongue. Desperate to unravel him the same way he was tearing me apart, I let my legs pull him in closer, hands tugging him closer while he kissed me viscously.

"Fucking hell Will," Damon growls as he pulls away from me, his hips still moving to bring our erections together while he looked at me.

His eyes were glowing that deep blue that could captivate me forever, his gaze possessive in a way that made my cock pulse. My eyes drop down to his wet parted lips when he runs a tongue across his now descended canines, the sight pulling a helpless moan from me.

Damon Calderon was too fucking hot.

I scratch at his nape to make him sink closer to me, his body trembling making his hips falter. I tug him closer, fingers digging into his hair as I brought my lips against his ear to whisper what I'd do to him tonight.

"I want you between my lips," I whisper, the words pulling another one of those unreasonably growls from him. "I want you, Damon... to cum in my mouth," I say making sure to give attention to each word.

I squeal in surprise when Damon picks me up suddenly, his mouth focused on my neck while he walked us to the bed with an urgency I adored. He lets me fall to the bed from him, giving me the best view of him while he pulled his shirt from his body. The sight of his now exposed toned frame making my mouth water as his muscles tenses and flexed with each subtle movement, showcasing his godsent body I could lick every inch of.

"See something you like?" Damon taunts with a smirk as he tugs at the tied knot to his sweats.

"I see it," I admit as I tug my own shirt over my head. "And now I want to feel it again."

Damon chuckles as he climbs up onto the bed after me, covering my body with his while he dipped down to take my lips once more. I arch off the bed with a need for more as our lips met again, the connection familiar but just as addictive as always.

Pressing me into the bed, I smile against Damon's lips as he lets some of his weight rest on me the way he knew I liked it to. We roll as I let my tongue run over his canines, desperate to tease them the way he seldom did. The action made Damon's hips jut upwards with a deep groan, the sound electrifying me to do it once more.

"You keep doing that and I'll cum," Damon warns as I move aside a bit to let my hand run down his chest.

"Sensitive place for wolves?" I ask, grinning slightly at the playful glare he sent my way. "I'll make sure to remember that."

"Oh fuck," Damon breathes out as I run my hand over his cock, letting my fingers caress him slightly before I take hold of him and begin to stroke.

"Is it a wolf thing?" I whisper as my hands run up and down his length. "To be this big."

Damon doesn't respond, lips parting on a moan when I ran a thumb across his weeping tip. I bite my lip to silence my own moan, his arousal making my balls heavy with the urgent need to cum. But I hold back as I watch Damon completely fall apart before me.

"Fuck Will... gonna cum." He warns making me immediately pull my hand away.

Damon's hips lift off the bed, searching the lost friction as his eyes widen with anger and confusion as he looks at me. A barely audible whine breaking through his grunts at the loss contact that left his cock dripping and hard between his legs. 

"Why'd you stop?" Damon manages, chest rising and falling rapidly while he tried to settle himself.

"I like to make things last," I admit as I move to straddle him, pressing my hands to either side of him as I made my way down his body. Letting a few kisses trail his frame as well as short licks to the dips of his muscles, all of it making him moan his approval. 

When I reach Damon's cock, I let my body lie behind me while I stare at the angry member that was bigger than any I'd ever seen. I gulp, glancing up at him to find him already studying me with flaming eyes.

"Seriously, are they usually this big?" I ask as I wrap my finger around the base of him, barely meeting around him. 

"I don't know Will, I've never compared dick sizes with my pack." Damon deadpans making me laugh a little. "There's not really a chart you go look at when you're curious."

"Okay, I get it," I reply with an easy smile as I pushed myself up a little, hand still stroking him. "No more teasing, just enjoy."

I don't give him a chance to respond, letting my tongue run across his tip while my hand holds him steady. Damon moans loudly at the feeling, his cock pulsing in my hand as I continue licking at the head until the taste of his precum filled my mouth.

He was sweet. His precum a delicious substance I was quickly growing addicted to. The need to taste more of it drowning my senses as I licked him like a favorite lollipop. 

I glance up at him as I wrap my mouth around the head, hallowing my cheeks to suck him tight. Damon bucks up, his fingers clenching the sheets below him as his chest beats rapidly, eyes falling shut as he dropped his head back onto the pillows.

"No." I snap as I pull away from his tasty dick that shouldn't taste as good as it did. "You keep your eyes on me."

"Why are you so fucking bossy in bed?" Damon groans as he shoves a pillow more under his head to look at me. "Bossy and dirty."

"Damon," I breath out, letting the released air brush against his tip. "You haven't seen dirty yet."

I keep my eyes glued to his as I take his head back between my lips, sinking further down this time as I let his cock slide across my tongue and to the back of my throat. When my hand brushes my lips, I stroke the underside of his cock with my tongue as he writhes below me, moans pouring from him in the best way.

"Will!" Damon moans as one of his hands find my hair, he grips my hair but doesn't push for more. He just holds me like an anchor while I pulled off only to swallow him whole once more, picking up a rhythm as I stroked him with my lips. "Goddess!"

Needing to drive him out of his mind, I suck harder while slowing down my pace to one that made him growl with need from above. I watch as he opens his mouth to beg but silence him with a sharp tug to his balls, I grope the sack as I squeeze and pull at him making a broken moan fall from his while his eyes rolled back.

I close my eyes as I let myself slip into the cloud of lust that was drowning my thoughts, Damon warm length pushing its way down my throat alongside his perfect moans were driving me crazy. My hips digging into the mattress below me as I searched mindlessly for any form of friction to my straining cock, hole clenching with want for something I knew we had to work towards.

"C-Cum...need to cum." Damon groans, his voice heavier than I knew it to be with a snarl to it that matched his glowing eyes and present canines. 

I suck harder in encouragement while I continue playing with his balls that were heavy with the cum I wanted to fill my throat. Damon's control seems to snap as he advances towards the edge, his hips pushing his cock deeper while his hand pushed me further onto his pulsing cock that was filling my mouth. 

I surrender to him as I relax my jaws, watching with rapture as he gives in to his urges to fuck his way deeper into my mouth. His cock going deep enough from my nose to brush against his skin, the power to his movements making me tremble with need. 

Damon canines hung low as he watched himself fuck my mouth with glowing eyes, his grip tight and possessive as his hips snapped forward desperately in a chase of his orgasm. 

Damon didn't shout or moan when he came, he growled.

He fucking growled while he kept my head against his stomach, his cock filling my throat as he came down it. With watering eyes, I struggle to swallow around him as he continues feeding me his load that slipped past my lips while he filled my throat. His hips jut forth as he slowly slips from his orgasm, pulling out some for the last spurts of his cum to coat my lips and fill my opened and wanting mouth.

Damon drags his cock from my lips, letting the tip sit on my bottom lip while I reached up to squeeze the last of his cum from him. Trembling he pulled away while I swallowed the last of him, licking up the bit that escaped my lips from my thumb. 

I climb up his body, smiling proudly as he panted below me with a dazed look that said he was somewhere else. 

"You taste amazing," I whisper to him before pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.

"I don't think I can do that again." Damon declares after gulping several times, the words making me frown as I look to him for an explanation. "You just sucked my fucking soul out of me."

"Well thank you," I reply with a laugh that halts when Damon brushes his hand over my straining cock. I pull away quickly, surprised at the bold move that I thought we weren't close to yet. "You don't have to."

"I want to," Damon assures me, eyes full with determination.

Damon and I hadn't done much outside of grinding, taking things slowly as Damon seemed to be new to all things 'guy-related'. I didn't want to push him and he said before that he wanted to slow things down, so he hadn't really touched me yet... not like this.

"Will," Damon calls, pulling me from my thoughts, he looks at me with a small nod. "I want to touch what belongs to me."

I shiver against him at his words, the clear possession running over me and making me heart quicken as it searched for more.

"I-If you're sure." I manage as he sits up, pushing himself against the headboard before spreading his legs and pulling me to him. He turns me so that my back rests against his chest before he overlaps my legs with his own, pulling them apart to leave my hard, weeping cock exposed.

I turn into him slightly as he parts my legs, even more, a whimper pulling from me as he ran his hands along the insides of my thighs. The warm palms were so close to where I wanted them to be but not quite touching as they brushed by. 

Damon leans over my shoulder, brushing his cheek against mine, as he leaned down making both of us look at me pleading erection that stood tall between my legs. Feeling his eyes on me only made more precum drip from me as my hips shot forward desperately, a moan pulling from me as I remained the center of his attention.

"Damon," I beg, hips circling as I gripped the sheets below us while my cock pulsed in its place.

"How close are you?" He whispers against me, his voice hoarse with lust as he refused me the thing I wanted so desperately.

"Touch me." I plead as I turn my face into him, watching him as he continued looking down between my legs. "Please, Damon... touch me."

"Not yet." He denies making me whimper as I reach from my own shaft, he grabs hold of my hand before I can and pulls it behind my back. "No touching." He says slowly as I bury my face into his neck with a desperate groan. "You don't touch what's mine."

"Ngh... oh fuck, fuck... Damonnn." I moan as precum drips from my tip like a faucet, his words making my mind blank with arousal.

"You like that?" He asks and I nod quickly against him. "You like it when I claim you like that?"

"Yes," I admit as I close my eyes and breath against him, heart racing with anticipation. 

"Hmm." Damon hums with acknowledgment, not saying anything beyond that as he pulls his hands from the inside of thighs. 

He lets them run up my body, fingers spread wide as he brushed my skin gently. Stopping at my hard nipples, he circled them with the pad of his thumb before tugging suddenly making me arch off him with a desperate moan. 

Harsh breathes pass my lips as he continues playing with my sensitive nipples, his touches rough as he tugged and pinched at them slightly. Every single touch making me moan and pull from him, but he kept me to his with his legs still caging mine behind his, keeping them wide apart.

"I want you to look," Damon whispers as he takes one hand from my nipples and down my body again. "I want you to watch while I touch you."

I pull my head from his neck obediently, looking down at myself to find his fingers still playing with my left nipple while his other hand wrapped itself around my length.

"D-Damon," I whimper as he grips me tightly, his hand seeming oversized as he slowly stroked his way up my cock. "Ngh...uhg, ah!"

"Already close?" He asks while circling my nipple as he presses into it, his thumb swipes over my wet head. I nod viscously as I writhe against him, desperate to close my legs but he kept them spread wide. "I wanted to have more fun with you." He admits before trailing my neck with his tongue making my cock jump in his hand. "I wanted to lay you down and lick you all over, every inch of you, I wanted to mark with my tongue."

"P-Please.." I beg, wanting both the promise in his words and to cum as he sped up his strokes, bringing me closer to the edge.

"Next time." He promises as his teeth scraped against my jaw. 

"C-Cumming... Damon I-I'm cumming!" I warn as my toes curl and my body surges forth. Ropes of cum pull from my body as Damon strokes me continuously, biting and sucking on my neck while he tugged viscously at my nipples, the overload of pleasure all too much as my orgasm carried on.

Damon strokes me as I finish off, not stopping until I was pushing desperately to get from the oversensitized touch. Bringing his fingers up to his lips, he let his tongue out as he cleaned them off, sucking and licking them clean with a final hum of satisfaction before looking at me with a pleased look.

"A new favorite." He comments with a smirk.

I drop my head against his shoulder, panting wrecklessly as I struggled to bring my mind around completely. Thoughts and words lost to me as I continued trembling with pleasure while Damon held me close to his warmth.

"Dinner?"

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Comment and vote as you beautiful humans always do, love hearing from you.

I really hope you liked the double update, I loved writing it.

BTW - Will's eyesight has not improved, it just hasn't been mentioned because living with Damon makes things easier and he doesn't focus on it so much. It's like the state of bliss makes it easier to cope with. Hope that makes sense.

Also, I'm considering chucking the update schedule cause it just confuses people and doesn't seem to be working very well. I'll let you guys know whatever I decide when I do.

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