A nice sunny morning in Portland. The warm sun casting its sunrays over the trees, making everything seem calm and beautiful. A light breeze blew over the quiet forest. Mother Nature was blooming with beauty and the songs of the birds added a touch of magic.
Suddenly, a man burst through the bushes. He ran too quick for any eye to follow. Behind him, dirt rose and fell as he accelerated. His eyes were tinted deep, blood red and sharp white teeth poked through his lips.
Not so far away, another man was slowly walking around the quiet giants. Their leaves fell silently as others began to grow. The man had a shotgun in one hand and a medium length knife in the other. He took cautious steps around the forest. After a few more minutes of walking around, he stopped. He stood still and listened. The mute sound of a bird singing could be heard from the other end of the forest. However, the man heard something else, he heard a growl near.
From his right side a monster jumped on to him, knocking him on the floor. The man had dropped the shotgun when the monster pounced him, so he used his knife to swing at the monster's arm. It had cut him just enough to make time for the man to push it off of his body and straddle it. The monster hissed.
"Garrr! Nick! Seriously, man?" The monster shook his head, morphing back to a human form. The other had hazel eyes, brown and slightly curly hair with a stubble on his strong, masculine jaw.
The man grinned. "You signed up for this. You knew what you were in for." He pressed the monster's hands into the ground, pinning his body flush down. "Now be a good sport and lets finnish this off."
The monster growled and shook his head, again returning to his bultbad state. Deep red eyes, mostly hairy face and strikingly sharp teeth. He let another growl, this time it was intended to rebel the man from his body. The man, Nick, didn't move but rather grinned wider.
"Back to buisness?" He said almost jokingly.
The bultbad pushed against the, surprisingly, strong man. He growled as he was able to roll them over a few times, into the dried leaves, before ending up on top of the man once again. This time he pinned him down. His legs entwined with the Grimm's, his hands diging into the his sensitive skin and his breath invading his nose. The two stayed like that, both breathing quite heavily from their 'training'.
"Did you have bacon and egg for breakfast?" Nick asked tilting his head to the side, allowing fresh air to reach his nose again.
"Yea. Yea I did." The blutbad nodded slightly. He took a sniff from the other. "Did you have a glazed donut and Milan cappuccino with a hint of cinnamon?"
"You know Monroe, I didn't know you were such a show off." Nick commented with a tang of spice.
Monroe morphed back to his human form. "Well, you signed up for this too. You knew what you were in for." He replied with a grin.
Nick took a moment to collect his thoughts as the two laughed. "Would be good if you got off me." He said after they had calmed down.
The blutbad shook his head. "Nah, I kinda like having a Grimm at my mercy like this." He leaned in closer. "So tempting you know. I could end you right now, right here." He growled in a whisper.
"Go ahead then, bultbad." Nick pressed his chest up, showing courage. A human this close to a bultbad would be already been carved into. Nick knew that and he was scared however, that some how turned him on.
The blutbad dragged Nick's hands above his head and held them there with one hand. His other hand trailed down his side, slightly digging his fingers in.
"You know how easy it would be? Just to...to carve you, skin you, devour your heart?" Monroe's eyes turned red. His hand reached the belt on Nick's trousers and his fingers curled underneath it.
Nick felt his heartbeat rise. "Wouldn't that make you the big...bad...wolf?" He took a pause after each word as he felt Monroe's fingers brush under his shirt.
The bultbad's fingers trailed up the sensitive skin, which earned a quiet gasp from both the Grimm and the bultbad. As many others, this bultbad had sharp senses. He could pick up the adrenaline from the sweat on the human, and he could hear his...their hearts accelerate as more contact was found.
Nick swallowed hard, turning away from the ruby eyes. "Monroe, I don't think that this should carry on-" The Grimm gasped in shock as he felt sharp fangs on his neck. The bultbad's teeth nibbled at the strong pulsating vain. "M-Mon-Momr-" He tried to push the heavier man/monster but his hands were kept out of reach.
"Looks like I am the big bad wolf," Monroe licked the vain. "And you are the little boy who has been naughty." He groaned in a low seductive tone. Solwly he let the Grimm's hands open and held his balance over his body. His hand trailed up and his fingers started to play with the human's erect nipple. First he slowly rolled it between his fingers then pulled it lightly. "Must say, you smell so good. I could almost eat you up." He whispered. His teeth pulled on Nick's earlobe then he sucked on it. Meanwhile, his fingers had started to flick and turn the now blushing red nipple.
On the other hand, Nick was letting out small gasps and groans. His body was arching at Monroe's touch. "Shit! Monroe!" He hissed. His hand trailed across the floor. His fingers curled around his knives body. He pulled it up to the bultbad's throat, where the head connected to the neck.
"Oh, looks like the Grimm awoke." Monroe purred and pulled back slightly. "Now what?"
Nick swallowed hard. He pushed up slightly, brushing his lips agaist the other's. "Now, we go to your house and you cook me dinner."
"What about Juliet? And who says I'll do anything for a Grimm?"
"I'll call her, tell her I'll be late on a case." He pushed up, standing. "And you will, because you love it."
"It?"
"The person that could end your life by your side at the dinner table." Nick grinned and extended his hand for the bultbad.
Monroe smiled and took his hand. "Speaking from experience?" He stood up.
"Yeah." Nick muttered and turned towards the path to the car. "Shall we?"
Monroe nodded and withdrew his hand. "Race you there?" He started to jog around the Grimm.
"Eat my dust, Dingo!" The Grimm ran as fast as he could. He felt the bultbad morph as they ran in sync. Both had a grin stretching from ear to ear and their hearts beating fast.
Danger. Extasy. Acceleration.
Ready. Set. Run.
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