He's My Human

5 Plotting Course

The day gave way to night, and the night was young. Darius had taken Pheneas to his house in the pack lands. Normally he wouldn't stay here, but he had an overwhelming desire to be alone with his Vampiric mate. Plus Pheneas needed to feed, and asked to feed directly from himself.

"This house is barley used Darius. " Phen commented softly.

" I don't like to be alone. I don't use it often. " He sighed softly and rubbed the back of his neck. " I just thought you might like privacy while you feed. . Maybe some time together without those goofy boys around us. " He shrugged.

His shrug had Pheneas' eyes trailing over his very defined body. As much as he tried not the the poor boy just couldn't resist. It was not over looked by Darius. His sharp eyes were much smarter ran he let on. Phen could easily tell that. Darius was a patient, sharp, smart man after the fog lifted from his mind. He was waiting on Pheneas now, a smirk resting on his lips, his arms crossed over his chest, and all while leaning on the wall near the entrance.

Pheneas felt overwhelmingly embarrassed. He'd been caught. It never bothered him before, but Darius' gaze did unbelievable things to him. " I.. Yes please. " He stuttered put damn near pleadingly. He wanted to run his hand through his hair and pull at it for his clumsy way of speaking.

" Come on Princess. Let's go sit down on the couch... At least we'll be comfortable." Darius chuckled deeply. He adored watching Pheneas. The boy gave him way more credit than he deserved. Yet even he knew that he was self designed to be smart, unstoppable. He'd caught the little vampire watching him. Staring. Oh, how he wanted to let go, and take him. He would in time, and it was only a matter of restraint, but for now he would behave.

How long he behaved was up to be determined. Phenas was going to have him acting up with this feeding. If he was okay with it... well... it would be fun.

Pheneas crossed his arms over his chest this time in distaste. " Princess?" He asked staying firmly where he was while watching Darius drift through to the living room. His muscles flexed in ways that made Pheneas weak in the knees. " I don't think so. "

Darius stopped in his tracks. He glanced back and quirked a brow. " Pheneas, come here. Now Princess. " His smirk grew devious. " One warning before I come get you myself. "

The boy gave a loud hmph. " I'm not a Princess. " He stood stubbornly.

Darius chuckled and leaned his head back before looking at Pheneas again. He remembered well what he'd said about his strength, and personality. " You are acting like one. " He murmured. He beckoned the guy closer, and yet again Pheneas shook his head in refusal. " I warned you..."

Pheneas was against a wall opposite of the door, which Darius had somehow locked along the way, by his throat for a brief moment. He blinked confused. Then opened his eyes and focused on the only thing in front of him. A semi pissed off, very attractive, werewolf hybrid. With wide eyes he squirmed almost unnoticeably uncomfortable. Darius caught it though. Why wouldn't he? They were mates, and Darius was going to make sure that he capitalized on every single detail of forming, and maintaining a relationship.

"My beautiful little Princess. " Darius leaned into Pheneas. His grip was tight and demanding of the boys attention, yet soft and loving. Playful in nature. His voice was rough, and needy, yet soft and lulling. " I'll say it again, come with me to the couch. " He grinned as he picked him up by the backs of his thighs, and hoisted him up in to his arms.

Pheneas didn't have a choice.

He clung to Darius afraid for once to hit the floor. "You big Slug... you could have let me walk! " He protested.

"Nah.. you'll be feeding soon, and then maybe more. " He felt Pheneas tense in his arms. " After all I know what happens when being fed from, and feeding. You may not be able to sire me, but you can still affect me in major ways. Same for me to you, and I will mark you. If not now, if I don't lose control, eventually. You'll be like Hendricks. Hear my thoughts. It won't be the same though, because I can't hear the pack from anywhere. I have to be close. Sadly. "