"I have never eaten this much breakfast before" Dean rubbed his tummy leaning back in his chair with a small on his lips. I smiled at him too pushing away the leftovers as I called the waiter to pay for our meal. Dean didn't say anything when I pulled out my card to pay. When the waiter came back I tipped him as I told Dean to go. I bought us masks so that no one can easily recognize us and good thing Dean didn't comment on it."Woah, where did you get that from," Dean asked when I throw the helmet toward him. I smirked at him.
"From a friend," I say helping him to put on the helmet, he was fumbling with it, my guess, he had never worn one before and had never been on a motorcycle. I'm glad I called Devon to help me out with this, I want today to be a special day for my mate and I'm willing to show him things he had never seen before.
"What of my car," Dean asked pointing at his car which was still in the parking lot of the hotel we spent the night.
"We will come back for it and you never know, we might spend another day here" I smile hoping on the motorcycle and gesturing him to hop on "I want you to let go and feel. Just let all your worries be swept away by the wind" I say looking back at him and pulling his hands around my waist. I heard him take a deep breath as I started driving away.
I drove to a higher speed passing by the cars at full speed. I heard Dean laugh and I knew he was enjoying the ride the way I was enjoying it. "How do you feel" I shouted still passing by the cars in front of me at full speed.
"Like I am going to die but the feeling is exhilarating" he chuckled loosening his grip around my waist. I drove like that until we reached our first destination. I parked as Dean got off with a big smile on his lips. That's what I want to see for the rest of the day. Just seeing him smile like this makes my day "That was epic. We should do it again but next time. We do a jump stunt, I heard that they are fun" he says as I hopped off too.
"Do you have a death wish?" I asked laughing.
"Says a person who drove like a maniac" Dean scoffed "By the way why are we wearing Masks," he asks pointing at it.
"I don't want people to see us" I reply simply as I held his hand walking into a pottery shop.
"We are in human land, I don't think anyone will see us"
"You never know" I shrugged, I don't want what happened last time to happen. I'm still thinking of ways to get rid of Sye and the last thing I need now is another person seeing us together and blackmailing me. Dean didn't say anything as we entered the pottery shop. The ceramist who was in his late forties smiled at us when we entered.
"Welcome, my name is Erick but you can call me Fox as my customers like too, what can I help you with" the man introduced politely.
"Hello, I'm Kolan and this is my boyfriend Dean" We shook hands "I made an appointment earlier, Hope it's no trouble," I say after greeting the man.
"No, no. it's not sir, you seemed desperate and your pay is good so all is well," Fox said with a big smile.
"Thank you," I say still smiling as I held Dean's hand.
"Let's get to it then" I nodded as he took us down to the basement. "Have you ever done this before?" he asked.
"When I was still in my teens but my boyfriend has never" I reply as he started showing us different shapes. They were beautiful and captivating. He really knew what he was doing, no wonder he was one of the best chemists.
"Let the lesson begin if you're ready" he gestured for us to sit down and we did. Dean was still confused as he continued observing all the pieces around carefully. I bet he had never seen this kind of thing before. Fox gave us aprons and what looked like gloves "This is for beginners. Think of a shape you want to make. Put all your mind into it" Fox said putting clay in front of us. "Let's say you want to make a small bowl" he wetted his hands as he started showing us how to do it. I looked over at Dean and he was attentive, looking at Fox's hands. Dean started doing what Fox was doing slowly.
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The forbidden rule (MxM) (A werewolf story)
General FictionI kolan Bexton, in and out of control, I will forever want a dominant even if it's a forbidden rule number one. I have written many stories. But I still suck at the description. Please read and find out.