The Waltz of Love and Fear

.:Chapter Thirteen - Final Chapter:.

After a few days of being pampered by his love, Zacky was healthier and stronger than ever. He hadn't taken his werewolf form yet, but he was extremely eager (as well as nervous) to perform his first transformation. If he was honest, he kind of liked it when he was sick. Brian took care of him, made sure he was comfortable, made sure he was warm enough or cool enough.. It was nice, but Zacky was more of an independent person in the end.

He stripped himself naked and then turned the shower on, making sure the water was cool enough to soothe his burning skin before he stepped in. He leaned his head back to get his hair wet, sighing at the relief that coated his entire body. Brian was right about one thing; after the few days of feeling extremely cold, he'd feel like he was smothering in his own heat.

Zacky shampooed his black hair that was now starting to fade away to a dark brown color. He wanted to redye it soon, but Brian had said that he liked the way it looked on him, so he kept it. He cleaned himself off and then stepped out of his shower, only to find that his clothes and his towel were not on the sink were he had put them.

"What the.." He grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger before he trailed out of the bathroom. His footsteps were loud on the wooden floors, puddles forming in the places he stepped as he made his way towards the bedroom. When he reached the room, he found a naked Brian propped up on one elbow, Zacky's clothes and towel tucked underneath him.

"Hey, hot stuff." Brian smirked, his hungry brown eyes wandering Zacky's entire naked and wet body. "Looking for something?" He asked innocently, his eyes tinted with desire. Zacky's anger was soon replaced by playfulness, also mixed with a hint of lust as he stared down at the sensually posed man on the bed.

"Yeah, some jackass took my clothes. Do you have any idea where they are?" Zacky's eyes flickered to the lump of clothing beneath Brian's toned body, almost as if he was deciding what the best way would be to get his clothes back without being tickled to death.

"Jackass? That hurts!" Brian pouted cutely, earning a giggle from Zacky.

"Seriously, babe, I'm getting water all over the floor. At least give me my towel," With that, Brian launched the rolled up towel at Zacky. He caught it a split second before it hit his face, then wrapped it around his hips and scratched his chin. "Why'd you take my clothes, anyway?" He asked curiously, his head tilted to the side.

"I like seeing you walk around naked." Brian answered with a shrug, as if he was saying it wasn't a big deal. Zacky's face turned as red as a firetruck before he looked down at his feet, a nervous smile on his face. "You know what tonight is, right?" He murmured, catching Zacky's attention as he stepped over to the bed.

"Yeah, it's full moon.. We'll have to leave in a couple of hours, y'know." Zacky murmured back, crawling onto the bed and letting his towel fall away from his waist. Brian wiggled his eyebrows playfully and then slid the shorter man onto his lap by his waist, grinning mischievously up at him.

"That means we have a few hours to do whatever we want." He growled playfully, rolling Zacky underneath him and pinning his hands above him on the bed. Zacky gasped, his eyes widening as he felt himself stir below his waistline.

"Br-Brian, are you sure we should.." His voice trailed off as Brian's lips sealed onto his neck, sucking and kissing greedily at the soft skin. Zacky moaned and fell limp against the bed, his eyes sliding shut as Brian kissed along Zacky's prominent jawline.

"Yes, I'm very sure we should." Brian chuckled lowly into the aquamarine-eyed man's ear, nipping at the gauged lobe before his tongue flicked the cartilage. Zacky moaned again, unable to express his delight in words as Brian leaned forward and pressed their lips together in a soft but passionate kiss.

Zacky panted against Brian's mouth, their tongues twirling and sliding together as the taller man pressed his lips harder against Zacky's plush ones. Their lips and tongues wrestled for dominance, but neither would give in. Zacky furrowed his eyebrows together, his wrists straining to move upwards under Brian's firm grip, but they wouldn't budge. He wanted so badly to lock his fingers in Brian's feathery hair, the urge seemed to claw at his entire body.

"Oh, Brian.. Brian.." Zacky moaned as their mouths separated for the briefest moment. When their lips reconnected, Brian slowly sunk his throbbing shaft halfway into Zacky and then slid back out. After a pitiful whine from Zacky, the taller man pushed himself all the way into the man underneath him, their hips connecting when he was completely in.

"Zacky.." Brian panted as he completely broke the kiss, his feverish gaze locked on Zacky's pleasured face. His hips rocked back and forth slowly and gently, his hands sliding away from Zacky's wrist to grip his thighs and then wrap them around his waist.

"Bri.. I love you.." Zacky whimpered weakly, his eyes holding all the love and admiration that one person could possibly muster. Brian chuckled softly, holding Zacky to the bed by his waist as Zacky's hands slid upwards and locked into his lover's feathery black hair, giving it just the slightest tug.

"I love you too, Zacky.." He whispered, collapsing on top of the shorter man but continuing to rock his hips back and forth at the same slow, unfaltering pace. He buried his face into Zacky's neck, panting loudly as Zacky's nails were dragged down his spine, leaving the faintest red marks in his tan skin.

No more words were spoken as the room became filled with both men's satisfied gasps, moans and grunts. Soon enough, both Brian and Zacky had ridden through their mind-numbingly amazing orgasms, and they laid in each others arms as they relished in the high that they brought to each other.

As they panted quietly to try and regain their breath, Zacky looked out the window to find that the sun was setting. "We should probably get going, babe.." He whispered, his eyes swirling with a mixture of excitement and fear. Brian nodded, standing up from the bed and putting on a pair of sweatpants.

"Your best bet is to just put on some sweats, babydoll." Brian said flatly, tossing him a pair of his grey sweatpants. Zacky hopped up from his spot on the bed and tugged the sweatpants on before he trailed over to Brian, wrapping his arms around his tan waist.

"I know you're worried about my first moon.. But I'll be fine. I've got you by my side." Zacky smiled, knowing these words were true. As long as he had Brian with him through everything, he could survive anything, no matter what it was.

The black wolf dashed through the trees, a smaller brown wolf hot on his heels. Suddenly, the black wolf whirled around and tackled the smaller one to the ground, nipping playfully at its muzzle. The brown wolf released a sound similar to a child's squeal, and at this sound, the black wolf reared its head back in a throaty wheeze, sounding like an amused chuckle.

 You're too cute, Zacky, Brian's eyes read as he looked down at his mate.

 I learned from the best! Zacky grinned widely, showing all of his sharp, pointed teeth. Brian gazed down at his mate, his brown eyes swirling with love and admiration.

 Now.. Before we go any further, how are you feeling? Any pain? Brian's brown eyes seemed to say as they flickered all over the brown wolf's body. The smaller wolf sat up, swishing his tail from side to side as he tilted his head.

 Well, I have this feeling that I'm gonna feel like death tomorrow, but right now, I feel stronger than ever! Zacky leaped to his paws, his tail wagging even faster now. Brian nodded in approval, letting his eyes sweep over Zacky's furry body one last time; the beautiful brown orbs then turned playful and he whipped around, dashing away from the still sitting wolf to the top of a hill, just underneath an oak tree. Zacky stared in bewilderment before he chased after Brian, giving a playful nip to his ear when he sat next to him.

 Why did you run off like that? Zacky tilted his head at Brian.

 Look up. Brian said with a gesture of his muzzle; the other wolf tipped his head upwards and saw the moon, full and bright, sprinkled with tiny dots of light around it in the midnight sky. They both pressed together and wrapped their tails over each other's backs, and with a long, eerily harmonized howl, they plunged down into the valley below to hunt and live the rest of their lives together. Not as separate beings, but as one entire soul, one full of love and trust. The waltz of love and fear had finally finished, and in the end, it was love that triumphed over all.