#howlingkiefman; dante

[wolfguarded]

❇ - To ‘casually’ touch their butt. ₪ - To whisper something naughty into their ear (you know from who. And you know this combo exists XDD)

he was no longer safe in dante's proximity, that bastard kept trying & finding new ways to torment him, especially in public - the more bystanders the better it felt like & silas was having a hard time defending himself.

that fuckin' hand on his ass paired with dante's hot breath against his ear & fuck fuck fuck - had he no shame doing this in the middle of a normal conversation? growling softly, eyes fluttering shut in an act of annoyance, silas found himself with a problem down below. shit.

[wolfhealed-a]

@howlingkiefman || as promised for dante ;) <3

it was quite safe to say vincent had found .. something in athos that kept him attached. it was silly, it was most likely nothing, but it gave him reason. work was.. fine, really. he could work when he felt like it unless there were emergencies, he could spend his days helping others, taking pain when able - it was great, truly. but after that he went home alone, which was a lot less great.

so instead he'd spent his nights out, either on walks along the riverside or at the tavern, which is where all this started. one of the workers there - narek, he heard, so he might be imagining things, but maybe he wasn't, cause he could swear that guy flirted with him.

every. single. time.

vincent wasn't good at this, he was still trying to find himself & his voice among other wolves - but sweet mother of the moon - he couldn't stop thinking about him. the tavern could expand soon with how many nights & drinks vincent spent there the past week, but it was oh so worth it. he'd found somewhat of a favorite seat by now & enjoyed just watching the man fly by, serving drinks left & right with that stupid, amazing smile on his face. yeah, truly, he was fucked.

[dennislumbersrp]

All Cleaned Up: Dante x Dennis

@howlingkiefman

"Well, while you were out of town doing all the trading, I made sure to come in and clean and dust a little for you, so you'd have nice things to return to. I remember you said about your favorite flowers, so I left those too in the cup-" Dennis pointed out with a smile and deferential body language.

"I hope you're not too angry with me and I didn't overstep. You're one of my pack Alphas and I want you to be happy."

[lionguarded]

they were celebrating - silas himself had been quite proud to be in the winning team of the group hunts, especially since he’d been target training on rabbits during & after guard duty. he actually felt somewhat at home for the first time since he got here - like he was part of a pack for the first time in his life, which made what happened even more difficult to bear.

flamed soared high, there were screams & crying everywhere, some were trying to fight the flames with buckets, others tried to help those caught in the flames. silas was one of them, he was a guard after all. he’d been running back & forth to help where he could until one big wooden beam crushed down beside him, the impact of it throwing him into the closest wall. he could hear his shoulder crack & felt blood forcing its way up his throat.

fuck. he needed help. arm around his belly, he staggered away from the scene to try & find the only healer he knew who had to be somewhere, right? he could swear he saw him in the distance, but his vision was blurring & his legs were refusing to carry him any further.

“help.” he collapsed on one knee, then the next & put his weight on his haunches for them to carry in an attempt to keep himself upright.

[aurelioradulfr]

The moon was proudly sitting on the sky when Aurelio was finally finishing with his shift guarding the entrance of the camp. After he took the time to take of his armor, the omega was ready to return to his cabin to sleep but some men that he knew pulled him away and brought him to the tavern instead. There was a groan that escaped him but he eventually offered a smile and followed the group of wolves.

It was supposed to be an easy night, maybe a drink or two before he eventually he want back to his quarters to sleep. But two drinks became four, and then four became 'I lost track.' Aurelio was thoroughly enjoying himself, only concerned by the lively bubble between him and his friends before a drink appeared only for him. "What's this, Narek? I still haven't made another order?" Soon, the other omega explained what happened but he didn't tell him who bought him the drink. Aurelio looked around the tavern, his blue eyes following Narek and who he delivered the drinks to. Many of the men that received their beverages didn't even glance at him, except for one who only kept contact. "I'll be right back," Aurelio told the table before standing up, grabbing the drink and making his way over to the other. "So you bought me the drink?" He asked, his tone much lighter compared to how he normally talks to Dante. "I hope you're not thinking this would be enough to dissuade me from stopping any fight you're gonna cause tonight." The man took a swig from the ale and pulled the nearby chair closer with his foot, sitting down from across the alpha. "Or are you just lonely tonight?"

Dante enjoyed his life on the road, that was for certain. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t allow himself to find enjoyable things in Athos. And one of said enjoyable things was sitting just a few tables away, having some fun with his friends it seemed. He didn’t bother trying to place names to the faces surrounding Zucchero(( @aurelioradulfr​ )) . Nothing else interesting there. Maybe a distraction or two. But still, Zucchero was there.

Motioning at the flashy omega, he was casual and yet straight to the point. “Whatever Radulfr is having… Send him another. On my tab. And my refill.” Hale. Flashy. As usual. And apparently he knew everyone’s orders by heart, very convenient. He set his eyes on his Zucchero and waited to see his reaction, while eating calmly.

[ofwolvesmoonsandstars]

Three top people in Athos and why?

"Only three? That hardly seems fair that I'd have to choose.

Makani's my pack leader, and he's who I've pledged my loyalty to, so he's definitely someone who I hold in high regard and care about.

Dante and me spend a lot of time together outside of Athos, and he's a numbskull, but he's got my back and I've got his.

Cyrus was the first person I really go to know here. He gets me and I like to think I get him too. Plus no one can tamper my weapons like him."

@eclipsemuses @ofwolfandmuses @howlingkiefman

[feefidofum]

8 B - Dante

[ 8B ] || @howlingkiefman

Fidel moans around the older alpha's cock, savoring the taste of Dante's thick cock. He had originally sought out the tradesman for the purpose of seeking items from far lands, hoping they would be from his homeland. Upon bartering with his fellow pack mate and alpha, it ultimately lead to Fidel offering up his mouth. Not for any deal in particular, the young alpha simply couldn't keep his eyes off of him. Which leads to now, Fidel's full and purse lips, wrapping themselves around Dante's impressive thickness. His hand tightly wound around the base of his own cock, leaking precum as the older alpha continues to fuck his cock inside Fidel's mouth.

[wolfguarded]

🎵 - Dilas

send 🎵 for me to put my spotify on shuffle and create a starter based on the song it lands on.

"lately, i've been feeling so alone, can someone give the antidote to me, so I can finally understand where I belong? cause i'm startin' to slip, i'm runnin' out of breath...up above the water, up above the water, gotta keep my head up, up, up, up.. i'm never going under, never going under. or will i? i'm not going down this way."

"if I hit the bottom will I break?"

[wolfguarded]

@howlingkiefman's been naughty:

The doctors had finally allowed him to return to his regular routine of shenanigans. He had missed touching his precious ones omegas and giving them all the attention and care they deserved. As Mother Wolf would have it, blessed be, one of them was passing by just as he was leaving the infirmary. And after being told to keep his hands to himself previously, catching Silas by surprise and manhandling him, pinning him chest front against a wall felt… Very therapeutic. "Hello, Cariño… I feel like there should be some retribution in thanks for how well you took care of me… Especially that day…" He grazed his fangs along Silas's ear, pleased that he had chosen that day to wear some taller boots. "So maybe… You should find someone to look after little Sam tonight because oh, I've missed this sweet pussy of yours, Cariño… Even though you've rode me to full orgasm and knot the other day." He whispered as his hand sneaked down and into Silas's pants to tease and caress at said hole. "So wet… So deliciously tight… Gripping me just how I like it…"

Was he going to fuck Silas right there and then? No. But the idea was also tempting. "The things I want to do to you, Cariño… I don't even know where to start… Do I lay you on your back so I can look into your golden pleading eyes as I fuck into your pussy? Do I bend you over so I can watch your back do that lovely arching that it does whenever I pull your hair? Or do I get you sideways until you're oh so fucking full with my cum and knot that I can feel a little bulge when I rub your smooth belly… So full of me. Decisions… Decisions… Decisions… Do I let you cum? Do I play with you until you're shooting blanks and howling at how oversensitive you are? Your neck full of my bites and marks… Blissfully fucked. Utterly used and spent. Absolutely gorgeous. And mine. All mine. Because I am very intent on ruining you so I'm in the back of your mind whenever you let another alpha near you. My name in the tip of your tongue… Your skin craving my touch. My claws. My fangs. Instead of theirs. Your brain still very much present and making comparisons because they have yet to fuck it off like I do… Say it, Cariño. Say you're mine. And I'll release you to continue with your day and your duties. Or beg me. Beg me to take your right here and now. So you have my load dripping down your thighs as you resume your patrols… Can you even make that decision?"

the past week had been difficult to say the least. while silas preferred to believe the only person he cared for in athos was his pup, he had to find out that he had - once again, been lying to himself. for a while now, too. the worst was that he .. he'd walked into this, had chosen this route without realizing & now that he did, it was too late. stuck in a trap of his own making, he was left confused & lost. angry though, mostly. angry at himself, angry at this village for housing alphas with archaic views, angry at mother wolf for creating alphas in the first place, angry at orion for freeing him from his chains in egrain - which brought him back to being angry at himself for walking right back into a different pair. was it the same, though? not really.

the last, but not the least, source of his anger was dante di cesare. stupid fuckin' alpha role model douche bag who was born with the damn talent to find & push every single secret button mother wolf had equipped him with without breaking a damn sweat. it was like mother wolf had sent him to silas to punish him for running away from his owner in the first place. like her way of showing him he couldn't escape who he was. lesser. weaker. omega.

worst of it all was that despite dante seemingly only existing to make him suffer - be it good or bad, silas had.. he'd begun feeling for him. something other than hatred & disdain, which again - brought him back to the very first kind of anger. at himself. hearing dante was badly hurt & bedridden for a good while had made his heart stop. he couldn't breathe, rage had filled him to the brim - both at the alpha & the one who hurt him. how dare they touch what was his?

stupid. turned out he was fine, cockroaches were always fine. but he'd been scared. because of fuckin' dante. the fuck was wrong with him? why did he do this to himself? he should've just.. left. dante challenged him, at every turn, far beyond his comfort zone, but he was also there to catch him when he fell, wasn't he? ugh.

he'd come to see him daily a few times during the past week, had .... done things he never thought he would in public, but just once. he didn't know dante was released today or he'd chosen another route to patrol, but as his fuckin' luck would have it, their timing was impeccable & he knew who to thank for that.

fuck you, wolf mother. truly, honestly. fuck you.

he should've caught his scent, but dante had successfully invaded his personal space so many times that even his guard clothes smelled like him most days & silas didn't mind, so he'd caught it too late. namely, when he found himself with his face flung into a wall with an alpha pressed against his back. okay, he.. should've seen that coming. fuck. the sound he made when dante called him that - his own little nickname was unholy. fangs against his ear, that stupid-ass low voice in his ear, their bodies flush - yeah, he was in trouble. hands came up, palms flat against the wall, fingers curling just a little at the tips when dante let his hands wander. he couldn't help it, it was like a reflex at this point. his body reacted when dante was close, even more so when he whispered promises against his ear.

promises that he knew dante planned on fulfilling & soon. he was a man of his word, the guard had learned that the hard way. so everything he said, everything he whispered in that little safe space between them... everything he'd already done... he could see it. he knew it was truth, he knew he'd send sam away, knew he'd wait on his bed all night if he had to, knew that he'd beg for more even when he couldn't take it. he knew. there was no use fighting it, was there? he could try, though.

dante's plan was working, though. he had several others trying to win his heart - little did they know someone else had already laid claim upon it against his will. you're so fucked up. eyes had been squeezed shut as soft, little moans & gasps fell from his lips. dante had a way of painting pictures in his head - pictures that made it very difficult to remain calm - especially in a position like this, with his the alphas scent the only scent in his nose. there it was again, that little word that made his world stop. again. only this time he didn't fear for his life.

cariño.

fuck, how was that fair? how could he reduce him to this with what? a shit ton of few words, some teasing? fuck, fuck, fuck. the choices were the worst. it felt like whichever he chose, he usually lost. it wouldn't be the same this time, would it? but, he was hard in his pants, slick was coating his backside & his heart was beating up a storm, so what else could he say, really?

"wait... wait, i'm yours.. i.. i'm... wait." could he fuckin' stop fignering him at least while silas tried to talk? fuckin' ...fuck. one of his hands slid down the wall slowly, before he could bring it behind him, along his thigh & further back to find.. something to grab, something to hold onto - anything to help him get his message across. he settled for pants, trembling fingers curling against his thigh.

did he know the entire fuckin' village could see them unless they had tomatoes on their eyes? yes. did he care right now? no. yes. no. would that stop .. what he was about to ask? not really. "wait.. don't.. don't leave, please." his own breath so loud in his ears he could barely hear himself speak. brows furrowed, golden came to find its counterpart behind him... stop it. not here. no. don't. shut your fuckin' mouth.

"please, alpha. please... make me yours. j-just.. yours, please."

[wolfguarded]

Maybeee? (Cassius... And... You know who...)

Send “Maybe?” if your muse has thought of kissing mine

"i said you can. part of the deal, isn't it?" cassius did offer to help him with some payback to anger a certain alpha & silas had... in return agreed to ... do.. some things. he was fine with it, cassius had actually proven a friend.. if he had to label it.

"tryin' to go all polite gentleman on me now?" soft chuckled, "doesn't suit you, really." it did, but he was being a brat deliberately. "guess i can't really say no when you're asking so nicely." it wasn't like, if dante had said it in any other way - if he had only so much as growled at him, silas would've refused. yes, he had a problem.

[wolfguarded]

“Look at all the slick on your thighs.” 

"shut up." like he didn't know he was making a fool of himself again, dante had to rub it in again, which... okay, maybe he deserved it. this time. "you wanna just watch? or you gonna do soemthin' about it?" fuckin' hell.

[wolfguarded]

"Yeah, yeah, I know how this goes. I'll grab my clothes and get out of here."

silas was still catching his breath, utterly satisfied & unbelievably content for the moment, but dante was moving next to him & his words were like daggers in his side. raising his head, he glanced up to look at the other when he spoke. but he didn't speak. he.. wasn't quite sure how.

"...wait." fingers wrapped around the alpha's wrist, holding him in place, in bed. "uhh." soft groan, his eyes counting loose strings of paper on the wall. "you ...should rest. here." he must be tired, yeah. silas couldn't just let him stumble home, yes, exactly.

[wolfguarded]

↕ + 5'9" Dante (As if there was any doubt)

//Silas be like: how's the air down there? XD

[wolfguarded]

❛ don’t worry, i’m staying right here. ❜

breathe.

it's okay, just breathe.

one, two, three, four, five. breathe.

"fuck." ever since he found out trenton was settled in athos - had been for years, actually, he'd been unable to think about anything else. for long anyway. for weeks now, he'd suddenly find himself freezing in place - his heart dead-still, breath knocked out of his lungs & his fingers trembling. there was no warning, no trigger per se - just silas' doubts & fears. it didn't help that blaise had practically threatened him with telling sindra where he was.

breathe, calm down, damnit.

like he wasn't constantly worried as was. every single morning he expected to wake either back home, or with a blade to his throat. both would end with him back in chains.

he almost didn't notice dante at first, he'd been too busy trying not to freak out - he hadn't realized what he'd look like to outsiders, clutching his chest & shaking like a leaf in the breeze. arms wound around him & his first instinct was to run, but they wouldn't budge no even though he wiggled.

"shhh, it's okay, cariño." words so gentle, so ..ugh. he didn't want him to see that side of him. not dante.

"'m fine." he just needed a minute... or something. his breath was still rushed, but slowing. "just... go. 'm fine, it's nothin'." pretend you didn't see anything. also, seriously? why, wolf mother, why? did you have to send him here? out of all the possible people?

"don’t worry, i’m staying right here."

...fuck. fuckin' .. ugh. damnit. "....thanks." words so small, barely audible, but ... there. he knew when appreciation was due.

[wolfguarded]

“Be still”

Send “Be still” for my muse’s reaction to yours trailing a hand up their thigh and shirt.

"better keep movin'. kinda busy here." silas rumbled, definitely in guard mode when dante came strolling like he had nothing incredibly evil in mind. he always did. arms crossed in front of his chest, he was leaning his back against a lamp post, just watching the gate & road honestly. calm day. dante retorted something, but silas didn't really listen, sure he got his message across, so he didn't have to worry about the other messing with him during daylight again this time.

boy, was he wrong. as per usual .

thinking of no evil in the damn world, he didn't anticipate or expected hands to wrap around him from behind. fuck. "seriously?"

"be still."

one hand was trailing up his thigh, the other had already found a way into his shirt so that leather-clad fingers were exploring his belly, with a much different target further up up up. fuckin' dante.

silas' arm surged out to wrap around the lamp post to hold himself steady, little growl on his lips. "fuck, here?" out in the open? did he have to? yes, clearly. okay so they were kind of... officially not hating each other.. well, not a lot anymore. fine. but still.

"wait- mmmm. shit." fuck, damnit.

[wolfguarded]

🙇🏻 - Two can play this game u.u Dante. Post s4.

Send 🙇🏻 to lay on my muse’s stomach ! Send a + for the reverse.

fire & ice, light & dark.

difference so great it held entire worlds between them, yet one couldn't exist without the other. silas was beginning to think that this applied to them. he'd deny it if anybody ever asked, but something dante left behind during their nerve-wrecking sessions of pure, utter torture .. had festered. it made him weak.

especially after ... after last night. he hadn't expected to see the alpha again so soon, but then again he'd worked him quite hard & with silas having been in the worst of possible states... he might've struggled a little more than usual. was.. he worried? why else would dante come by, wordlessly let himself in & again, no words needed, demand silas scooted over? why would he come here to... to lay down with him, the alpha's head resting against his stomach, the perfect position for silas to brush gentle fingers through his short hair. it was relaxing, he couldn't deny that.

they didn't always need words, did they?