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[irishredwolf]

It's the day--all right two days--after the full moon. Do you know where your werewolf is?

Sean is almost finished recuperating after this month howling alone again, but he's still feeling a little wolfish in the back of his mind. He's sleeping in again, having made a nest out of every blanket and pillow in the apartment he can find. Which

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[what_big_teeth]

There is, quite unexpectedly, a knock at the door during reasonable daylight hours.
It's a bike messenger- who looks extremely bored. "Got a package for a Sean O'Cann?" he asks, when the door opens- and hands over a box after Sean's signed.

The box contains chocolates. Rather... pricey-looking chocolates, at that.

It's completely impossible for someone who isn't versed in magic to tell that's not a cherry cordial but a love-potion-and-cherry cordial that fills some of them. Or a love-potion-and-peanut-cluster in that one over there, or...

...someone has decided to try out a new tactic where Sean's concerned, and has set up the wrappers on the chocolates to magically notify him when they're opened.

[irishredwolf]

He's a little confused at the chocolate but...chocolate. Free. Bonus.

Sean settles back into his nest and starts eating them, slowly, because such good chocolate MUST be savored. And not for kitties either, which is why after a few minutes he's had to put Emily in the kitchen.

After a few pieces he's starting to get some...rather tingly thoughts about Ferris, who has suddenly shown up in his mind.

[what_big_teeth]

And after a few of them have been eaten, Ferris is done getting himself showered, shaved, dressed, and he's at Sean's door. Just, you know, coincidentally. Perhaps Sean might think he'll need to think about being tingly about a large heap of money.

Hey, Ferris is the guy who thinks that subtle involves not telling the wizard WHICH of his children you're going to eat.
The door says knock-knock-knock- looking through the peephole reveals a certain dark-haired tall fellow, in loose jeans, hair combed back. "Hoi, Sean...?" Ferris asks the door, leaning forward a little as if to try to see through the peephole (HA HA HA, like that works). "I was totally just wandering by and thought I'd check in on my favorite redhead, because you were on my way to uhm, a place."

[irishredwolf]

....Ferris?

FERRIS

:D

Sean quickly opens the door and is grinning goofily, trying to smooth his hair down. "Hi!" Oh he's almost glowing, he's Ferris' Favorite Redhead. "Do you want to come in? Have a drink? Something to eat?"

[what_big_teeth]

That makes him smile- "just wanted to see you, honestly... how are you?" he asks, walking in- sliding an arm around Sean and tugging him close. "Figured I owed you a visit, since it's been like 3 weeks since I talked to you last and you sounded pretty sad then..." he glances over Sean's shoulder for the chocolates, as he strokes the lad's back.
"Why've you got all the bedclothes in a heap, then, pretty?" he murmurs into Sean's ear as he nudges the door shut behind him with one heel... and leans to take a deep breath of the smell of Sean's neck.
"And you smell good enough to eat."

[irishredwolf]

He positively purrs and curves into him, still beaming. "I was tired. I wanted something soft." His hands start touching, around Ferris's waist and back, leaning his head ooover to give Ferris more to smell. "Take a bite," he invites, a few tones away from a beg.

[what_big_teeth]

He gets a long slow lick along that tendon that leads up from the base of the throat to the ear. "Mmmm... may take you up on that. If you're tired, I can let you sleep? Or lay out somewhere and be someone useful to sleep against or something?" He heads for the 'nest' with Sean under one arm, and reaches to tip his head up by the chin.
"...I mentioned I missed you while you were off being with someone else, didn't I?" he half-whispers.
Far less of an attempt there to manipulate Sean's emotions, really- he knows Sean's already wrapped around his little finger good and tight (at least until the potion wears off); he's just going to try a little positive reinforcement.
Once Sean's answered that question, he does take a bite- gentle, more a nip and a tug than something rough and mauling.

[irishredwolf]

Sean moans, a long almost throbbing sound. "Not tired," he says quickly, hands gripping Ferris's clothes tightly. "You, you said you were disappointed," he babbles, practically melting against him. "That someone else snatched me up. That--aguhng," he trails off into a gargled sort of groan, squirming and wriggling under the mauling oh yes like that just eat him up.

[what_big_teeth]

Ferris bites roughly at that tendon, just below the edge of the jaw, arms tightening around Sean before he lets loose- and whispers into his ear "I was disappointed. Disappointed I didn't have a chance to see enough of you for my own tastes... And a little-- frustrated with myself for not just, I don't know... for not bullying my way into your bed anyways."
After a moment, considering that statement makes him frown, and he then squeezes Sean's backside firmly with both of his hands, almost lifting him off his feet. "So tell me, am I overdressed?" he asks his host in a heated whisper, biting his earlobe.

[irishredwolf]

Sean just keeps making noise, sounds getting progressively more feral. "Y-you are," he agrees, grinding hard against Ferris' hips when his ass is grabbed so firmly. "Thought about you," he mumbles, hands under his shirt to help him into (or out of as the case may be) proper attire. "In my bed. What you'd do to me." Pull tug pull nest now.

[what_big_teeth]

The shirt comes up and off easily enough- "Well then, let's see to it my host's happy," he says with a slight teasing smirk as he reaches for his fly, wriggling his hips to let the jeans slide off him. "What I'd do to you? Probably a lot like what I did last time I was in it, laddiemeboy... or d'you have any special requests?"
He prises his boots off, one heel against the other, as he murmurs "What can I say, you make me feel like I should be generous & accomodating," moving to crawl onto the bed, ideally to lay Sean out beneath him. And what, pray tell, is Sean wearing at this point...?
Well, what will he, very shortly, have been wearing?

[irishredwolf]

He licks his lips, staring unabashadly as his clothes just slide off and he wants to touch noww now now, hands pressing against Ferris' chest, not to push him off but to touch. Ooh. Contact high, he's moaning again. "Whatever you want," he says dreamily. "Anything you want."

The sweatpants he'd been sleeping in were old anyway, he doesn't care if they get torn off, this is Far more important.

[what_big_teeth]

Well, not torn off per se, but slid off rather harshly, the two of them now nude and Ferris pressing Sean to him close, angling his head down to nuzzle at his throat.
"Just... for a change, what do you want, laddiemeboy? Makes it much easier to seduce you if I can find out what drives you absolutely wild and can give it to you whenever I want, after all." A chuckle through his nose.
Ferris licks along Sean's throat- and bites hard- not quite hard enough to break skin- his arms and legs twining around Sean, holding him still. When he comes up for air, Ferris leans to whisper in his ear "what can I say. A prize like you deserves to feel treasured."
Not like whatever Rico did or didn't do that wasn't apparently good enough, his thoughts on the matter run- and though he doesn't voice them, if Sean's not too distracted he might just get that undertone of meaning.

[irishredwolf]

Sean bucks against Ferris and breathes in his scent, quivering with held back desire. "You," he whimpers. "You drive me wild," his eyes are bright with love and lust. Of course under the influence of the love potion, his answer might perhaps be somewhat...altered. "You always smell so amazing, and you're so forceful," he purrs, back curving a little to grind his hips up again. But he tries to think of something because Ferris is so wonderful he should think of something for Ferris. "What I want, ahm, if you used your tongue, on it's own or licking something off of me," he says quickly, running his own tongue over his lips like he's thinking of Ferris' tongue (Which he is...)

[what_big_teeth]

"Just... you in general?" Ferris half-groans as he rides that bucking of hips- "Or are you hinting you'd like to have my tongue get to know you very well?" he asks- his weight shifting, Sean's arousal bouncing over the hard muscles of Ferris' abdomen as he shifts lower- licking his way as he goes.
"I think I'd like to know the taste of you..." he almost growls, but he doesn't bite this time- he just leans to tease one of Sean's nipples with the tip of his tongue. Slow and lazy, then lips closing over it- suckling at it- and the tonguetip flicking over that sensitive skin over-and-over-and-over-and-over-again, faster and faster still.

[irishredwolf]

"AHm both," he moans, bucking again and running his fingernails over Ferris' skin just to feel and feel and keep feeling him. "Y-you taste," he tries to get out a rational sentence and it's really really hard (pun unintended). "Mh taste as much of me as you want," he manages between short gasps, practically thrusting his chest into Ferris' mouth.