Nightmares

He chuckled softly.
"I have a feeling most of the coven would be after me if I decided to shoot off."

He added with a smirk.
"Good thing I don't intend on going anywhere, not without you."
He brought he hand to his lips and kissed it softly, he still could not believe she had agreed to marry him.

"Aye. There won't be many people happy if you leave."

There was a quiet meow from the end of the bed before a little ball of fluff appeared, padding up the bed on top of the duvet.

Daibheid gave another soft meow before worming his wan between the two of them and curling in a ball, purring loudly.

Moe giggled, pressing her hand against her mouth, eyes moving from the wolf to the kitten.

Zeke looked down at the kitten, only a few weeks old and it was already trying to come between them.

His eyes narrowed slightly, before slipping shut, he sighed softly in defeat and shook his head.

He dropped his hand down and stroked the kittens head softly.

Daibheid purred louder, nuzzling against the hand stroking him.

"Looks like Daibheid wants to stay with you, too. Have you been charming him, too, Zeke-kun?" she giggled, stroking down the cat's back gently.

Though she always loved to see the kitten, she wants to be alone with Zeke. She had thought Zeke would move him, either off the bed or at least away from them.

"God I hope not."
He replied with a chuckle, he didn't hate cats but he was not overly fond of them, he was definitely a dog person, for obvious reasons.

Zeke picked up the kitten in one hand and put him on the floor, sleeping on a mound of his clothes, he didn't like the idea of getting cat fur all through his bed.

"You can't stay up here fur ball."
He said, looking down at the creature as it curled up on his clothes.

Moe leaned over the man to watch the cat curl up.

Her eyes flickered back to Zeke and she arched a brow. "Why am I not surprised you leave your clothes on the floor?"

That she would definitely beat him out of. She hated leaving clothes out on the floor or on chairs. Everything had to be nearly set out in a dresser or wardrobe or in the washing basket where it belonged.

She curled against his side again, pressing a kiss to Zeke's throat.

"What?"
He looked at her, with a small grin.
"They're mostly shirts, all of them clean."

He added with a chuckle, he rarely wore a shirt so there was no reason for them to be dirty.

He purred softly and kissed her forehead, leaning in against her.

"You own more than one shirt? Why don't I ever get to see you in a shirt?"

Not that she was complaining about his chest. No, she quite enjoyed looking over his chest when she was sure he wasn't looking. And sometimes when he was looking.

Her fingers began tracing his tattoo's idly, tongue lapping out over his throat.

A purr rumbled in his throat as her tongue met his skin.
He shivered softly as her finger traced the tattoos that covered his arms.

"I own a few shirts, I never bother wearing any because I am constantly changing forms and I always forget to take them off.
You can only tear open so many shirts before you just stop wearing them.
At least I still wear pants."
he added with a chuckle

"I've torn my fair share of shirt and dresses; you don't see me going around shirtless."

Granted, as a woman, she wasn't really allowed by social standards to go around shirtless.

That and she'd get far too much unwanted attention if she did start doing that.

Zeke chuckled softly.

"No but I don't think I would complain if you decided too."

He smirked and scratched the back of his head slightly.

"I suppose I should start wearing a shirt around more often, if I can be bothered that is."
He added with a shrug.

"Nether would half the population of the coven," she giggled softly.

If she had noticed anything in the coven, it was the very open views on sex and nudity. And the very flirtatious people that lived here.

She pressed another kiss to his throat before nipping it gently, teeth barely scraping his skin.

He groaned softly as her teeth made contact with his skin, pulling her against him.

"Oh second thought, I would mind greatly if you walked around without a shirt on."

He didn't want the rest of the coven perving on his partner, even more so considering the pervert nature of most of the mansions occupants.

"Do you not like to share, Zeke-kun~?" she giggled, nipping his throat a little more sharply.

Her tongue laved over the skin again to soothe the skin, a purr rumbling deep n her throat as she was pulled closer.

Her hands ran back up his arms to rest on his shoulders.

"Not when it comes to you, not at all."
He said, shaking his head, growling softly as she nipped his neck sharply.

He tilted his head back, allowing her more access to his neck as he closed his eyes, purring contently.

Her lips curled upwards as she pressed another kiss to his skin.

"You don't have to share me," she purred quietly, lacing the fngers of her left hand with his, giving his hand a squeeze. The cool metal of two rings pressed against his warm skin. "These rings mean I belong to you."

She sucked a patch of skin into her mouth, biting down on it before releasing it. "And only yours."

Zeke growled happily at her words and her mouth against his neck.
He was not a possessive man but it felt good knowing that they were together, he was hers and she was his.

"Te iubesc, Moe."

He said softly, gripping her hand and kissing it softly as he brought it to his face, rubbing his cheek gingerly against her hand.

She shivered again as the foreign words were spoken again.

She smiled down at him, her thumb brushing against his cheek, eyes flickering over his face slowly.

"I love you," she murmured as she leaned down to kiss him softly.

"Stay here with me tonight."
He said softly, licking the tip of her nose.
He did not want her to go back to her own room, he was quite happy laying there curled up neck to her.

He was yet to run into his room mates so he doubted they would mind, and if they did, he would make them change their tunes.

Her nose wrinkled when he licked the tip of it and she squirmed slightly.

She still hadn't really gotten used to Lycan's way of affections. Outside of Zeke and Taylor, she didn't even touch anyone unless she had to most the time.

A smile spread across her lips and she nodded, curling closer to him.

"No more nightmares."
He said softly, curling up next to her and planting a soft kiss on her forehead.

He liked this, being able to sleep next to her, he'd have to ask Giacinto if it were possible for them to share a room from now on, it was either that or he would start sneaking into her room at all hours of the night.

"Mhmm."

She was pretty sure she wouldn't be getting nightmares with Zeke around. He calmed her when she was scared. that much was obvious from tonight. With just a few words he had made her feel better about a nightmare that would have probably plagued her for the rest of the night otherwise.

"Zeke-kun..."

Her eyes flickered down to the rings adorning her left hand. "When do you want to get married?" she was in a whisper. They hadn't put much thought into the wedding yet, had they?

He hugged her tightly, smiling at her words.

"Soon."
He cooed softly, burying his face in her hair.
"Very soon."

All he needed was enough time to heal up from the wounds he was bound to
get on the full moon and he was more than happy to be wed when ever
pleased her.

She cuddled against him, smiling.

Soon sounded good.

Moe gave a quiet yawn, cuddling closer, burying her face in his neck. "Oyasuminasai, Zeke-kun."

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Good night

"Noapte bună, Moe."

He replied, resting his chin on the top of her head, breathing in the sweet scent of her hair and he yawned softly, wrapping his arms around her.

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Good night.