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~Keith~I don't know where he went. He must have left a while ago, because while I can smell his scent outside the cave and near the brush, it fades as soon as I enter the woods. He could have gone in any direction, and if I chose the wrong way, it would take me away from him, so I stayed put. I stay in his cave. I stay and look through all of his things. I can't help it. His things are right here! I want to know what he's been doing all these years. Touching his things and looking at them makes me feel closer to him. These things are pieces of him. Every little thing I touch is his; they are him. There isn't much here, but yet there is, and I find myself discovering him all over again as I look through his things. I pick up a book, and when I flip it open, I find it's a book mostly filled with pictures. But as I flip through the book, I find a flower tucked within the pages. I trace the outer edge with my finger and smile… he must have loved this flower so much that he kept it. I'm
~Phoenix~I can't stop staring at my fingertips. They still tingle from touching his face in my dream. No dream has ever felt so real. His voice in my dreams have never sounded so real, and his touch? Goddess, his touch was so gentle, so soft, so warm, so real. I thought it was real. All of it! I could have sworn it was! Everything about that dream felt so real. I was so happy. Happier than I've ever been. I close my eyes as I bring my hand to my face and smell it. I can almost smell him on my skin, or maybe it's just my mind playing tricks on me. If it is, it's one hell of a trick, because I swear I can still taste him on my lips. I think, as my tongue slowly glides along my lips, trying to taste him. My fingers tremble as I slowly touch my lips. Tears roll down my face as I close my eyes again and try to remember his kiss, because Goddess, it felt so good! In my dream, he loved me just as much as he did before he left. Maybe even more. It was perfect. He was perfect. We were perfe
~Keith~ The warm morning sun dances along his skin, and I watch goosebumps spread while trailing my fingers along his spine. He shivers with a little giggle that has my heart swelling. He turns his head toward me and opens those big, beautiful blue eyes that sparkle and take my breath away. “Good morning, beautiful,” I say, my morning voice thick and rough. I tug him closer, nuzzling the side of his face, and a beautiful smile spreads across his lips as he turns and wraps his arms around my neck. “Good morning, handsome,” He whispers, smiling as his head lifts off the bed and connects his soft lips to mine. His voice sounds familiar, yet unfamiliar. It sounds like a distant echo of something I once knew. His lips feel like heaven, but at the same time, they feel like they're not really there. The taste of his kiss is a faint memory, and then everything we had comes rushing back with force, the fog clearing in an instant, and I can suddenly feel his lips and taste his kiss better
~Keith~I watch my fingers trail a slow path along his bare chest and stomach, smiling when goosebumps explode across his skin like a wildfire. He giggles softly and squirms under my touch, and my heart swells so much it hurts. His eyes sparkle when they finally flutter open, and once again, I'm blown away by their beauty. He reaches up, touching my face in that unique gentle way that belongs all to him. His warm hand rests against my cheek, and that warmth travels through my chest. “Good morning,” he says. His soft, delicate voice doesn't even stutter. His voice melts me, and my head dips to taste his lips. A soft, breathless little moan slips past his lips. The moment my tongue enters his mouth and tastes the sweetness of his kiss, I groan and swear I will never taste another kiss. I swear to the Goddess right then and there that I will never crave another's kiss. I never want to taste anyone's lips but his. He is perfect in every way, his small body pressing against my chest, fit
~Derek~My right arm braces hard against the shower wall, holding my body up as the water beats down against my back. My chest heaves as I chase each ragged breath in the steam. I curse that stupid, overbearing caveman as I rest my forehead against the wall, my left hand unmoving with a firm grip around my pulsing cock.“Damn, you, Fletcher! Fuck you and your stupid sexy body!” I groan when my cock pulses again, spurting a little more cum as I unintentionally picture him straddling those thick, muscular thighs on each side of my waist, pinning me to the ground. That's the second damn time today I had to jack off because of that asshole! I hate how he affects me, and I hate my stupid traitorous body for allowing him to have that effect on me. I growl in frustration as I wash my body off one last time before stepping out of the shower. I try to keep the image of his stupid face out of my head as I pull my clothes on, because I know the moment I picture him, I'll be right back in that d
~Third Person~Walker looks up from his laptop when Derek shifts restlessly in his seat yet again. The Alpha raises a questioning eyebrow, then clears his throat. The Delta 1 looks up from his phone and raises an eyebrow back. “Can I help you?” Derek asks in his typical cocky edge. Walker fights the urge to reach over his desk and choke his Commander. Instead, he lets out a long, heavy breath through his nose as he folds his hands on the desk.“Aside from the fact that you're a pain in my ass, you clearly have something on your mind, so spill it!” Walker says as calmly as he can while closing his laptop. He exhales a heavy breath as he leans back in his leather chair and folds his arms over his chest. Derek growls as he sets his phone down on the desk, then tightly folds his arms over his chest and leans back with an angry huff. “I want to choke him! I want to rip his fucking head off, then drive all the way to Florida, and feed it to the fucking crocodiles!” Derek snaps angrily.W