Lobo didn't leave his side for a single moment, basking Brandon in the Lycan's pheromones at every moment. Even if Lobo wasn't fronting, he made sure that he stayed nearby in case someone else started having any bright ideas.

Not that anyone so much as dared to give Lobo a sideways glance. Brandon huffed and stretched his back before groaning when it released tension in the form of a satisfying pop. Normally the young Alpha would be busy dealing with his pack related chores yet he wasn't surprised when his father had simply delegated those tasks to other Alphas.

Yet that left Brandon with too much time on his hands and no way to deal with his boredom. He wasn't used to sitting on his hands the entire day yet he knew that Lobo would be on edge if Brandon opted to run around the pack territory whilst the three Lycans were still visiting.

Though it seemed that Lobo's warning had sank into their skulls as Brandon hadn't seen a single hair of the other Lycans. In fact he couldn't even smell them anywhere nearby, making him wonder if they were still on their territory in the first place.

"They are."

Brandon looked at where Lobo just came out of the bathroom after a quick shower, smiling when the Lycan's hair spiked adorably. Hair that was still sopping wet, making Brandon subconsciously reach for the towel and start drying the man's hair properly.

He only realized what he was doing when he noticed the slight smirk on Lobo's lips and the glint in his eyes that made Brandon flush before finding nothing better to do than cover Lobo's head with the towel and turn away.

Brandon didn't get far before arms wrapped around his waist and he was pulled into Lobo's chest. The man's chin hooking over his shoulder, leaving a satisfying layer of his pheromones behind whilst Brandon could hear the smirk in Lobo's voice as he murmured "Thank you, darling."

The young Alpha was hyperaware of every light touch from the lycan, struggling to keep his body in check. After being given a temporary mark, his pheromones were going haywire and responding to anything Lobo did. Hell, the man so much as breathed near Brandon and the Alpha would shiver and nearly swoon.

And underneath all that laid the worry and stress of imposing on the community. Brandon had taken the time to explain everything that was happening to his body, to make sure there were no misunderstandings between them all.

Because the last thing he wanted, was to be seen as those vile Corrupted, who only cared for what they wanted and took what wasn't offered in the first place.

"I can't control myself if he keeps touching me like that..." Brandon thought to himself, still feeling the lingering heat of Lobo's touch near his mark. If he didn't know any better, the young Alpha would think the lycan was teasing him.

"What made you think I wasn't?"

A hot flush rushed over his face, unaware that he had let that thought drift out in the open and reach their link. The arms around him tightened slightly as Lobo's voice became a soft rumble. "Not so much teasing as... testing myself. Seeing if anything makes me... us, uncomfortable."

It only took Brandon a brief moment to realize what Lobo meant before he promptly averted his gaze. He could feel Lobo's amusement as the Lycan leaned closer, pressing his cheek against Brandon's with a crooning purr. "I absolutely adore how you blush so easily for me."

The young Alpha didn't quite know how to respond. Asking how the tests were going would be the same as inquiring whether or not Lobo was getting more interested to get physical with Brandon after all!

As if his body had a mind of its own, his blush impossibly increased and Brandon rubbed over his face in a desperate attempt to cool it. Which was impossible, given that he was stuck in Lobo's embrace and the Lycan seemed more than interested to deepen his blush with every gesture he made.

"About the Lycans. They're still on the territory but they're making sure to avoid coming anywhere near us. It seems they've finally learned how to use their brains." Lobo huffed, blue eyes narrowing as he glared at the door as if daring the Lycans to come knocking and interrupt them again.

Brandon's eyebrows rose in surprise, expression quizzical as he questioned "Wasn't their whole purpose of visiting to apologize to you and potentially win you over?" His voice became a low grumble, the mere thought of the Lycans trying to coax Lobo away was still aggravating to him.

To treat Lobo like a prized possession or a pet that could be lured away with a simple treat made Brandon's teeth transform. Canines gnashing together with a warning click as if he was face to face with the Lycans that had threatened someone he cared for.

It even surprised Brandon on how annoyed he felt, how easy it was for him to go toe to toe with the Lycans and not even flinch. Even back when he was confronted with three Lycans who had all given him their full attention, he hadn't even blinked.

He had been more focused on protecting Jamie and the rest of the community, ignoring the fact that he was the weakest one at that time and place.

The young Alpha barely managed to repress the growl that threatened to vibrate through his chest but his actions had already amused Lobo enough to warrant another chuckle. Instead of teasing him more, the Lycan instead sighed, hooking his chin over Brandon's shoulder. "You know... it's odd."

Brandon blinked, brows rising as he twisted slightly in Lobo's arms. Sandalwood turning lighter in confusion as Brandon subconsciously tilted his head ever so slightly. "Odd? What's odd?"

"Possessiveness."

When Brandon could do nothing but stare, Lobo sighed but explained, "Ever since I've become aware, I thought possessiveness was an extreme and toxic feeling. An act of domination, of treating someone as an item and not a person yet you keep proving the opposite. "The lycan looked down at Brandon, eyes glowing with genuine curiosity as he asked "What is possessiveness to you?"

That made Brandon pause for a moment, scratching through the hairs at his nape in thought. He inhaled the soft ozone that lingered in the room as he pondered over the question. He understood why Lobo questioned it, why he could feel the entire community lean forwards in anticipation of his response.

"Possessiveness is... It's hard to explain. I don't see it as my lover to belong to me, more the opposite. I belong to them." Brandon confessed, noticing the community's silent nudge to go on when he paused. "For me, possessiveness is taking pride in my partner's achievements. Helping them through whatever issue they may face, to support them whenever they need it and to stand behind them for whatever dream they're facing. Sure there is the natural possessiveness but, it's because of the love and pride I have for you guys."

Brandon turned fully to Lobo, who's gaze was intense as the Alpha continued, "To give an example, when you guys feel comfortable around me or the pack, I'm glad I was able to support you all. Those moments where you relax or manage to take a step forwards despite your past, I feel immensely proud of your achievements. I ask about you all not because I want to control you but because I honestly with to get to know everyone and want you guys to get to know me in return."

Sandalwood softened as the Alpha grinned. "When I see Sean try his best to interact with the pack or I see Jamie relax and play around with the others, that possessive part of me reacts. As if I want to say 'That is my Intended. They managed to do that and they are my pride and joy.' You know?" Brandon smiled brilliantly at Lobo, who's nostrils flared whilst the young Alpha explained.

"So yeah. Possessiveness is about love, trust and communication. The second it starts leading to control and limitations, it becomes toxic and that is not my intention." Brandon managed to say before he was yanked into Lobo's chest, feeling the man's heart race against his own chest.

The Alpha froze for a split second, dreading he had somehow triggered the community with what he had said before he froze all together when he felt a hot breath rush over his mark. "You're fighting dirty." Lobo remarked in a low growl before his teeth ever so lightly scraped over his mark.

Brandon's pheromones instantly exploded through the room as the young Alpha became bright-red. He barely managed to stifle the sound that threatened to spill from his lips, especially so when Lobo applied the slightest amount of force.

Just barely preventing from sinking his teeth into Brandon's mark.

"If it wasn't for the fact that our mark is relatively fresh, I would've done it again." Lobo's voice rolled over their shared link, making Brandon want to hide his heated face whilst the Lycan ever so slowly managed to release his hold on Brandon's skin.

However, he remained pinned down underneath Lobo who took great delight in observing the flush on Brandon's face! This was going well beyond what they had done so far, which was simply snuggling and the occasional hug.

Yet with the look Lobo was giving him, Brandon had a feeling that if he didn't say something quickly, the young Alpha was going to be devoured.

"I do like the sound of that." Lobo purred, cluing Brandon into the fact that the Lycan was actively listening to his thoughts. Which apparently were thrown into their link for all to see thanks to his frazzled mind!

Another chuckle filled the room as Brandon managed to pry his hands loose and place them on Lobo's mouth. He could feel the man smirk but he'd be damned if he'd let him anywhere near that mark and make Brandon lose whatever braincell was struggling to hold on.

"I thought you said it would take a lot of time before you're able to do more." Brandon grumbled, trying not to let his voice sound accusatory. He clearly remembered that someone had said that to him not too long ago.

Yet Lobo had the nerve to shrug, pressing a kiss against the palm of Brandon's hand before pulling it away from his mouth. "Clearly I was wrong. At least in my case." Ozone sparked through the air as if to underline his words. Brandon swallowed thickly as Lobo leaned forward with a murmured "Some of us can't wait to push things further."

The young Alpha could tell there was a flush of emotions in the background, a slight chatter as the community conversed with one another before Brandon was surprised when Ozone disappeared completely and fragrant Jasmine settled soothingly in the air.

"Sean? What's the matter-"

Lips pressed against his own. Soft, pliant and oh so hesitant, short-circuiting Brandon's mind completely whilst both he and the Omega in his arms turned a vivid shade of scarlet. By the time that Brandon's mind managed to process what was going on, Sean's nose was buried against one of the Alpha's scent glands, threatening to spark yet another fuse!

However Brandon couldn't get himself to push Sean back and ask about his intentions. Clearly it was taking the Omega quite some courage to even give that brief kiss and was, for once in his life, happily following his instincts.

Which also meant that Brandon's beast was strutting around their mindscape as if it won a grand prize, tail near invisible from the speed at which it flew through the air. Its fur nearly glowing with the satisfaction, pride and joy that came off the beast in waves.

And the Beast flopped over and nearly passed out in joy when Sean lifted his face once more, noses brushing against one another whilst Brandon could feel Sean's breath whisp over his lips. The breathed "Alpha." was more a whine than an actual sentence, making Brandon shiver before gently reaching for Sean's wrist.

Reassuringly rubbing over the scent gland there, understanding that it was taking everything Sean had to risk doing this. To go against what his experience with the Corrupted had taught him and the others, to take a leap of faith with an Alpha that could just as easily turn out to be exactly like the Corrupted.

Yet here Sean was. Daring to go against years of experience and training, showing Brandon that Sean trusted him. A trust that Brandon handled and accepted with great care, cupping Sean's face between his hands before gently kissing the Omega's forehead.

There was a low, needy whine from Sean before he buried his face in Brandon's throat, nuzzling closer to the glands there. Brandon nearly melted when he heard Sean whisper "I... I like you. I trust you."

And his beast wasn't much better, belly up and hind leg twitching, much to the amusement of the rest of the community. Brandon's chest rumbled from the content grumbles of his Beast, tucking Sean closer and letting out a long, deep sigh of contentment.

He pressed kiss upon kiss against Sean's temples and whatever part of his face he could reach. Jasmine pheromones filled with joy, happiness and contentment mingled with Brandon's own sandalwood, blending together until they basked in the combined scent.

The young Alpha didn't want to press for more. For Brandon, anything the community gave him was more than enough, would always be enough. This moment, with Sean nuzzling and mouthing at his scent gland while producing pheromones that showed he had the Omega's complete trust, was heaven.

And he would gladly bask in all its glory.