supernatural things yes.

[longwinded]

[It was a centuries old rivalry. As cliche as the entire werewolves versus vampires thing sounds, it's always been a thing. Marked lands and certain territories. John had heard stories as a pup about the rivaling clan, their clan leader mysterious as always. Disappearing for months on end, and coming out only when he absolutely had to.

As John grew he became more curious, venturing on the lines as young adult, and going as far as crossing them when he was almost mature. He wanted to take risks, as next in line to be the Alpha dog he needed to know the lines well. He wanted to know the territories.

It's the dead of winter now as John is exploring, sniffing out where the lines diverge and the territories divide. He's crossed into their ground with full knowledge that he is there. Usually as long as he isn't causing any trouble they don't bother him, but their seem to be a pair of watchful eyes on him tonight as he heads into a moonlit clearing.]

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[rememberstime]

[Dave decides not to make a big fuss and bring this up. Seeing as how quickly John fled, he assumes that the other has learned.

He isn't quite sure why John fled so suddenly, but at least he can relax now.]

[longwinded]

[John had to think himself what he meant about it. He wanted to know what "fun" meant. He had to run back through the scenario several times. What had been "fun" about it? It wasn't the initial attack at all that had been out of ferocity. He had been intent on bringing Dave down at that point.

What had been "fun" was holding Dave down and knowing he couldn't get away. He was attractive too. So. That didn't help the fact that him squirming got a million times better to watch.

Fuck.

He was attracted to an older Clan Leader. Not even of his own species. Augh. He would really have to make sure of that though. He would have to plan it well.

On a night in early summer, John takes to the trees. He was intent to find the other on the ground, and spring down from the trees. For this special occasion he wouldn't even go forward with claws.

Sorry Dave, were you hoping he would leave you alone????]

[rememberstime]

[Dave had already started wearing t-shirts, even if it's still early in Summer. He liked Summer evenings. They were nice and cool, and the sun has been a grievance with Summer heating.

He didn't mind the heat, but things just felt so much brighter and made his head hurt and he avoided windows and anything else he can as much as possible.

But it was nice in the evening. He can walk and enjoy himself in the cool air.

Which is why he's taking a quick walk through the park, enjoying the nice temperature.]

[longwinded]

[There he was. There was Dave! His favorite vampire to fuck with. He's grinning wide. Stalking him for only a few more moments before launching himself from a branch in a nearby tree.

He was hoping they would topple over to where he could pin him down again. There was no ferocity this time, no intent to kill.

Surprise!!!!!!]

[rememberstime]

Augh!

[And down Dave goes. He thought this was over and done with. No more stupid werewolves harassing him and tackling him to the ground. He squirms a bit, trying to shove John off him.] What do you want now?!

[longwinded]

[He has Dave right where he wants him. He's squirming and everything. John's strength is likely no match for Dave though. In fact he's actually laughing, because this was probably his fucked up idea of fun.

He shrugs.]

Thought you could use a visit.

[Huehuehue, you know he's charming Dave.]

[rememberstime]

[He kind of just goes limp. Like, augh, this is fucking useless and this kid is ridiculous.] And you couldn't just visit like a normal person?

What is it that you want exactly? [You're fat, John. Get off him. Leave him alone. Isn't it obvious the old, attractive vampire prefers his alone time?]

[longwinded]

I'm not a normal person, we both know that. [Not really even regarding the supernatural. He was just unnatural. He was stubborn, stupid, and kind of weird.]

You, I guess. I like seeing you squirm, it's fun. [Nope not moving his butt. He's soooooo staying right here.]

[rememberstime]

That's besides the point. Most anyone don't leap out and take someone down as their way of greeting. [It's lucky he can't breath. Goddamn, this would probably be difficult.]

Excuse me? [Are you fucking kidding him.]

[longwinded]

It's a special kind of greeting. I thought you would probably hate it, and I was right. [He's just dumb and reckless. Really that's it.]

You heard me. You. [Not fucking kidding.]

[rememberstime]

So you're just here to fuck with me? [Dave sounds a tad irritated. He doesn't want to have to deal with a brat just because he decided he liked to be an ass to him.]

[longwinded]

If that's what you want to call it, I don't really know what I'm doing. I just like seeing you under me.

[John please keep digging this hole. Keep saying things like that when you really have no idea what context is spewing from your mouth. Speaking of fucking with Dave, he'd probably dig to fuck Dave too. Hmm.]

[rememberstime]

[Dave just...doesn't say anything for a few minutes. Does John even realize the implications of his words?] Excuse me? [Are you listening to the words coming out of your mouth?]

[longwinded]

I said I like you under me, problem?

[No problems here. Though the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks that maybe his choice in wording was a little strong. He had a strong desire towards Dave, but he didn't know it was going to slip out that fast....]

[rememberstime]

No homo.

[longwinded]

[The longest stare..................are you kidding?
He's kidding right?
Dave................................


John is yeah, just staring now.]

[rememberstime]

You gonna get off me? [He'd really appreciate it if you got off him now.]

I'm not quite sure I really appreciate being under you as much as you like it.

[longwinded]

No. [Sorry. John isn't sure why he feels the need to stay. He's far too interested. Dave was interesting. Every part of him.]

I didn't assume being sat on by a werewolf was considered fun, but, you would run away if I let you up.

[rememberstime]

First of all, running away seems damn too much effort on my part. Second of all, why does it matter to you if I do or not? What are you gaining by pinning me down?

[longwinded]

[Good questions, all good questions. He shrugs.]

Like I said, I like how you look under me. I can't just let you go. Not when I finally understand what it is I wanted. [He already told Dave what he wanted. Then he called no homo what an asshole.]

I can't really change what I'm into you know.

[rememberstime]

[Dave frowns a bit. This is actually happening to him.]No.

[He can say no. Just because John wants him, doesn't mean he has to give in and let the other win.] You don't get what you always want, now do you?

[longwinded]

I have the feeling you don't quite understand, do you? It isn't a matter of getting what I want or not. You're mine whether you realize it or not. Werewolves become attached to something- we're loyal creatures.

[Not that he was saying he would be loyal to Dave in that sense.] Loyal to my feelings anyhow. [John leans down again, his teeth aren't bared but the tip of his nose lightly grazes Dave's neck, he was catching his scent. Not blood this time. purely what Dave smelled like. Dave smells like death, it's musty and kind of disgusting. But unique. Charming.]

[rememberstime]

I'm not an item to be owned.

[Dave freezes up slightly and then shoves John's face away from his neck. It was sensitive and he didn't like anyone's face near it. It might be partially because he knows it's sensitive and an unconscious dislike of feeling like prey by having a mouth near it. He was the one that bites necks.] This isn't going to fly at all.

[longwinded]

I didn't say you were an item, merely that you were mine. Someone I feel some sort of strange bond with.

[Oh? Dave flinched at that? Hmm. Against his better judgement he shoves his face back there. Getting just close enough his lips would brush.] Why not?

[rememberstime]

I'm still not yours. [He doesn't like the sounds of that at all. It still sounds like ownership against his will.

Dave actually lets out a rather vicious snarl and shoves John's face away. Maybe even scratching it a little.] Haven't I made myself clear that I have no interest?