#howlingkiefman; dante

[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.

[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.

[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."

[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.

[lionguarded]

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

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.

[lionguarded]

"🙆" (+ some tugging) rolls away cackling (howlingkiefman)

Send “🙆” to play with my muse’s hair (+ tugging ahah)

had silas rushed over to the infirmary the second his shift was over? … maybe. had he been a pain in dunkan’s ass for the last three hours? definitely. but he felt no regret whatsoever. those fuckin’ venois should’ve kept their mouths shut, he could’ve found out later when free & allowed to go check on his the dumbass of an alpha. but they had to boast right next to him. he had to thank dante for being insufferable, because dealing with him had definitely taught silas better self-control.

seeing him in that bed was satisfying & scary at the same time. he was fine, really, but he could’ve not been & that worried him. dante & his stupid-ass big mouth. he had yet to find out who dared touching what was his, more yet, punch him. for now though, he was just glad to see that dumbass cockroach alive & mostly well, if bed-ridden. for a while, he’d been told.

sat in a chair next to him, he was eyeing him - in silence. deep breaths, fuck - he smelled so good. did.. he smell better than usual? “you’re a fuckin’ dumbass. ” elbows on his knees, he leaned in a little closer, his mind trying to wrap around all the possible endings to this. he could’ve got seriously hurt. scary shit. silas might pretend he hated his guts, but by now dante should know that he cared, at least up to some point - or he wouldn’t have spent his most vulnerable night with him.

dante seemed to read him, as usual. the turmoil keeping the omega from cursing at him more - obvious to him. he was so good at reading him, it was crazy. wordlessly, dante pushed a hand into his hair & the sigh silas let out was … soft, long… it said a lot silas didn’t have the words for. i was worried. the alpha’s fingers gently brushed along his scalp, soothing. don’t do that again.

calm, almost relaxed, silas let him, letting his eyes rest. though they snapped open when that little shit of an alpha dante balled his hand into a fistful of omega curls & pulled. head snapped up, eyes met his, snake eyes - but he didn’t hiss. “really? now? you’re in the fuckin’ infirmary.” but he tugged again & silas sucked in a deep breath, trying to ground himself.

alpha’s hand back to brushing gently through his hair, he calmed a little again, but dante again, pulled.

fine. he asked for it. fuck it. “big mistake.”

[lionguarded]

“Be still” (howlingkiefman)

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.

[lionguarded]

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

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?

[lionguarded]

[ BLADE ] : sender, having been enemies with the receiver, places a knife to their throat, but does nothing else. (cackling)(howlingkiefman)

that had to be a fuckin’ first.

dante & him … never a good combination in the first place, putting them both in the same room would surely cause a fire. been there, done that. what he didn’t expect, though, was dante pinning him to a wall in the back of the tavern, knife against his throat - devilish grin on his lips.

lips parted to accommodate for quicker breathing, his throat brushing the blade when he swallowed, hard. their eyes locked, silas let gold shimmer.

[lionguarded]

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

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.

[lionguarded]

☓ - To push them against a wall ⇕ - To slide an hand down their pants (Another combo. But this time he did the teasing and then walked away like nbd howlingkiefman)

dante had been in his face faster than silas could call out hit name, pulled him into a small alcove between two buildings, which was still part of the goddamn main road, his hands pinned - one on each side at first. their bodies flush, silas bared his neck for him - under the impression this was going to last for longer than a fucking minute.

but as soon as dante had shoved his hand into silas’ trousers & stroked him into a half hard state of misery, he pulled away as fast as he’d swooped in. dante gave him one last smirk & then he strolled away like he hadn’t just almost had sex in the middle of the road. silas, though, was left panting & so very confused. “what.. the fuck.”

[lionguarded]

“Look at all the slick on your thighs.” (howlingkiefman)

“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.

[lionguarded]

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

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.