The Frozen Melody

04.Date.

The night passed peacefully for Joker, thankfully. The mutt devoted himself to memorizing the mission details and preparing the equipments. It was quite an interesting sight to see the boy so silent and absorbed in his work; like he was in his true element. Joker had heard of how skilled Tiger had been in his previous life as a human, yet each time he was fascinated by the boy's precision and efficiency when he gets into the killer's mode.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Tiger finally dragged himself over to the bed and passed out next to Pye.

The blonde smirked to himself as he read his book and played absentmindedly with Tiger's messy hair. It really was an interesting experience to allow the former toy to treat him as equal. Pye almost wished he had done this earlier.

And the sex was rough and kinky, so he didn't mind being the receiver.

After awhile, his cellphone beeped once to let him know that it was time for another shot. Joker got out of the bed and took out the small black case. Opening it, he took out the second full syringe.

He put the needle on the bedside counter and went to shake Tiger awake; he needed the boy to be in wolf form before he can give the shot.

Tyson groaned unhappily in reply to the disturbance.

"Wake up."

"Mmm dunanna..." Was his mumbled response.

"Please."

Tiger whined, but finally complied without opening his eyes. A whimper escaped the boy at the pain of transformation. The bed squeaked in protest at the sudden large increase in weight.

Pye smirked and petted the big white wolf in front of him. The white fur was a sign that Tiger lacked the energy to give colour pigment to his fur; normally, the mutt would shift into a black wolf in accordance to his hair colour. It was only when he was weak or lacked magic that he became white.

Tiger curled up into a ball and quickly fell back asleep, oblivious to the colour of his fur, and what Joker was doing to him.

Like he had done two days ago, Joker parted the fur at the back of the wolf's neck. Then taking the needle, he injected the clear fluid into Tiger.

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An increasingly warm pressure on his lower stomach woke Tiger up. He lifted his head to see Pye using the soft part of his belly as pillow.

Why was he in wolf form?

How come his fur was white??

Tiger racked his mind for an answer but couldn't come up with any memories of having transformed; it only made him notice that he had a headache. He looked over at the clock on the bedside counter; it read 8pm. Tonight and tomorrow will be the last time he can indulge himself in Pye before the mission. No matter what the blonde claimed, a part of Tiger still couldn't believe he would have the Commander of Hell really confessing his love to him. It was just too good to be true.

But he really shouldn't be greedy and seek to verify it; just hearing the words should be enough.

Pye's hair was soft again and not sleeked back. One of his hands held onto a handful of Tiger's white fur. It was pretty cute the way the fearsome demon was clinging to him like this. Pye shifted slightly, as if he felt the wolf's unwavering gaze on him.

Sorry he had to ruin the scene, but also wanting to see the other's reaction; Tiger chuckled mentally and leaned in.

He then gave the sleeping blonde a full face cleaning with his sloppy tongue.