DAHVIE’S POV
That was amazing. Jayy was so sweet and even though I like it a bit rough, he was as gentle as he could be in the situation. But it is something new that I’ll have to get used to. No, I don’t mean the sex is what I have to get used to I enjoyed it and that’s all I need to know for now. But I will have to get used to the relationship. Now that my human memories have returned I have discovered that I have always loved Jayy in this way, but still that’s not something to get used to. This is something that is worrying me a bit; the fact that I’m a werewolf and Jayy is a vampire.
I’ve known for a long time that vampire males will always be a bit dominate of their partner, but werewolves are the same way. I will have to get used to being the weaker lover, meaning that Jayy will be the one to dominate me and protect me. I’ve already admitted to myself that I can’t always save myself, that Jayy truly is stronger than me. And let me tell you that wasn’t easy, being that I’m used to being the protector not the protected.
I sighed and looked over at Jayy having his eyes meet my own. “Aren’t you tired?” Jayy asked sweetly. Now that he brought it up, yes I was tired. Very tired. I nodded yawning quietly. “Do you wanna go home?” Jayy asked, obviously talking about his house. Well the house that used to be his and mine. I guess now it is ours again. I nodded and tried to stand, only to fall onto the ground again. Fuck being a werewolf! When we are tired we can’t move, most werewolves would just sleep on the ground, but I wanna go home. I tired to move and stand up but my limbs wouldn’t work correctly. I growled and Jayy laughed understandingly “don’t strain yourself baby, I know you’re too tired to move. I’ll carry you.” Jayy gently lifted me into his arms and I cradled into his chest. Hmm, I could easily get used to being the protected.
JAYY’S POV
I smiled as Dahvie slept in my arms. He is so adorable. He tries and tries and gets mad when he can’t succeed. I looked up at the sky to see that it was almost dawn. Damn, I’m fucking tired but I’m going to get home. Normally I wouldn’t care and I’d lay right on the ground to sleep, but I’ll get home for Dahvie. I sighed as a yawn tried to force itself from my mouth. Ugh, stupid sleepiness. I looked straight ahead and spotted the house. Finally!
I all but ran into my house. I walked up the stairs and lay Dahvie in my bed. I kissed his forehead before lying down next to the love of my life. No, the love of my existence. For vampires once you have made love to someone you are mated for life, but I’ve never been told how it is for werewolves. I don’t really want to know considering I might learn that Dahvie could easily leave me. I don’t think I would be able to take that. When a vampire’s mate dies that vampire will ALWAYS find a way to kill him or herself.
I yawned for what felt like the millionth time before I closed my eyes. I wonder what my dad will think of me. Will he be upset? I really hope not. He and I have never had a very close relationship, but it will still feel good getting to see him again, and we already know he likes Dahvie so there’s that much. I sighed quietly and Dahvie moved closer to my chest. I couldn’t help but chuckle at his actions. He is already used to being the smaller one, which makes sense considering he is pretty small. I sighed in his sleep as I wrapped my arms around him. He is too cute for his own good. How his pack deserted him I don’t know but I can and will love him more than they ever would.
