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Eric Bittle ([personal profile] puckandpie) wrote2016-01-12 11:00 am
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time to talk [dated to 1/13/2016]

It's that quiet time of night, the last half hour or so after Derek's already booted out the last of the stragglers and the few employees left over are all silently cleaning up so we can head out as quickly as possible. We don't need that many hands for closing, to be honest, just one or two in the front to take care of the tables and floors and me in the back to clean up the kitchen. So I'm really not surprised at all when I push open the kitchen door to find only Derek finishing up with the bar in front.

I already have my coat on -- the leather one Derek got me for Christmas because it fits me so, so well -- and am looking forward to the quiet walk home. After hours and hours of forcing smiles and chipper conversation, it'll be nice to not have to pretend for awhile.

Derek's back is to me and I let myself watch him for only a moment or two before heading for the door. I know he can both hear and smell me so, as much as I'd maybe like to, it's not like I can just sneak out.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Hale," I say, hoping there's enough of a teasing lilt still left in my voice as I reach for the door.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-20 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, one shot is enough for a few hours, he said," Derek tells him, smiling when Bitty takes the vial. He bites his lip at the question, looking down at the vial.

"He gave me eight shots, but you're the first person I've asked," Derek admits, looking sheepish. "Everyone who took it at the party was fine, and Magnus-- I know he can be kind of an ass, but he gave this to me as a gift. Like he knew how much it would mean to me. And Luke trusts him, and I trust Luke."

It's kind of a thin argument, and Derek's shoulders droop a little. "It's completely up to you if you want to try it."

He smiles a little, almost teasingly. "But if something were to happen to you, I'd do my best to rip Magnus' throat out, just so you know."
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-20 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)

Derek lets out a breath that he didn't even realize he was holding, smiling in relief when Bitty says that he wants to try it.

"I don't think so," Derek says. "I talked to a few people who took it at the party. They said that they felt funny for a second and then they were on four legs."

Derek looks Bitty over, noting his coast and the snugness of his jeans. He chuckles softly and gestures at him. "You'll probably need to take off your clothes though."

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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-20 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Derek hadn’t meant that Bitty needed to take his clothes off right now, but he doesn’t try to stop him. Bitty grew up playing sports, and Derek remembers that locker room mentality. Still, he has to resist the urge to let his gaze sweep over Bitty’s body curiously. And okay, he fails.

Bitty is small, but he’s all lean, compact muscle. He has strong thighs and an ass that Derek has admittedly already stared at through his tight pants a time or two. His glance is fleeting, and too quick for Bitty to even notice, and then he starts removing his own clothes.

Once they’re both naked, Derek gestures at the vial, anticipation running through him. “Okay, go ahead. I’ll shift when you do.”
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-20 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Derek watches closely as Bitty knocks back the liquid, heart beating fast. He doesn't think that anything bad will happen, but still. He cares about Bitty and this is sort of a big deal.

A grin splits his face when he's suddenly looking at a golden wolf with reddish ears and a big fluffy tail. He sinks to his knees and reaches out to scratch Bitty between the ears, chuckling a bit. "You're so fluffy. How do you feel?"

After a moment, Derek reaches into his jeans and takes out his phone, snapping a few photos of Bitty wolf before turning on the front facing camera and turning the phone around, holding it up so that Bitty can get a good look at himself. "You make one good lookin' wolf."
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-21 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh god, you're just a big puppy. Why am I not surprised?" Derek laughs as Bitty licks his face, wriggling around so much that Derek can barely get a picture. He ends up taking a video instead, wrapping an arm around Bitty and holding him close, smiling as Bitty keeps licking him. "Okay, my turn."

He puts his phone away and shifts himself, shaking out his fur. His is inky black where Bitty's is tawny gold, and that isn't where the differences end. Being a werewolf, he's a decent bit bigger than Bitty, who is on the smallish side with skinny legs and oversized paws.

Derek pads over and presses his face to Bitty's, nuzzling in close. It's such a good feeling that Derek actually whimpers, tail thumping, because while there are other wolves in the city, they aren't pack. Bitty isn't a werewolf, but it's close enough. In that moment, Derek feels downright jubilant.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-21 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
Derek huffs, watching with fondness as Bitty bounces around. He looks and smells so happy, and Derek lets out a sigh of relief. This is what he wanted. He wanted Bitty to be happy, if only for a few hours.

Bitty is buzzing with energy, back paws thumping against the dirt, and Derek playfully tackles him down into the leaves. He knows that Bitty is currently just a wolf, and not a werewolf. He doesn't have all the speed and strength that Derek has, so he's gentle when he takes him down, sending them tumbling a few times.

He pops up and barks, nipping at Bitty's heels before he takes off in a run, darting easily through the trees.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-21 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
Derek isn't running anywhere near full speed, slow enough that Bitty can keep pace but not quite catch him. He veers off suddenly, panting as Bitty skids past him in an attempt to stop, and Derek barks and pounces on him, tackling him down into the leaves.

He lets out an amused huff and nips at Bitty's ear, nosing at his neck and licking at his muzzle before he hops off of him, prancing playfully on the other side of the clearing.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-21 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Derek is having the time of his life. He’s been on runs like this with Luke, and they’ve wrestled like puppies even if they probably wouldn’t admit it when they back in their skin, and he enjoys them immensely. But there’s something about Bitty’s endless enthusiasm and pure, radiant joy that is really getting to Derek and making him feel better than he has in months.

Bitty pounces on him, taking him down into the leaves, and Derek lets out a playful growl before pushing Bitty off of him with his back feet, springing back onto his paws with his tail wagging like mad.

And then, just because he’s so happy, he tosses his head back and lets out a long, loud, celebratory howl.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-22 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
When Bitty howls along with him, it feels like something in his chest gets unstuck and settles into its proper place. It’s this feeling of pack and home and right, and he doesn’t think about how it won’t last. He just lets himself live in this moment, side by side with this scrawny puppy and his first ever howl.

They keep going until the air runs out of their lungs, and Derek looks at Bitty with bright eyes, letting out a happy bark before tackling him back down into the leaves. They tumble easily down a mossy hillside, and they settle at the bottom with Derek on his back, shaggy head pillowed on Bitty’s flank where he lays on his side.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-24 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Derek is reminded that Bitty is human. Well-- a wolf. He needs to rest. So Derek stays there, curled up with him, and lifts his head as Bitty nuzzles him. He can smell his gratitude, and his happiness, and Derek lets out a quiet little rumble.

He shifts a little so that his head is resting on Bitty's underbelly, soft golden fur tickling his nose. They lay there for a moment in a patch of sunshine, the air cool and still around them, and Derek feels content. He feels so happy, so wholly grateful for this moment.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-25 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Derek is dozing himself, lost somewhere between asleep and awake, when Bitty suddenly curls up and jostles Derek. His head turns so that his cold, wet nose bumps into Bitty's thigh, and he opens his eyes and yawns, breath hot against Bitty's skin before he pulls himself to his feet.

Bitty is human again, and Derek tries not to feel disappointed. He knew that it would be a short amount of time, and he's grateful that he got to have it at all. Bitty smells embarrassed, and for a moment he doesn't understand why. But then he realizes that he's naked, and that's strange for Bitty, so Derek makes a show of bowing down and putting his head on the ground, covering his eyes with his massive paws while he keeps his back end up in the air, tail wagging.
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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-25 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)

Once Bitty laughs, Derek pops back up onto four feet, tongue lolling out happily as he looks up at him. Nudity really is no big deal, and it isn’t like Bitty has anything to be embarrassed about anyway.

He huffs out a laugh when Bitty asks him to go get their clothes, covering his crotch with his hands and shivering. Derek nods and walks forward to rub himself against Bitty’s legs, nipping playfully at his hip before he takes off like a shot towards where they left their clothes. It takes some nosing and pawing at things, but he eventually gets their shoes and clothes wrapped up in two bundles, carrying everything in their shirts. He grips them both in his teeth and trots back over to where Bitty is waiting, dropping them onto the ground.

And then he shifts back himself, stretching his arms up over his head and shaking himself a bit, grinning at Bitty. He feels the urge to hug him, but he should probably wait until they’re clothed, for Bitty’s sake. “Well? How was it?”

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[personal profile] triskehale 2016-01-26 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
“Shit,” Derek breathes out, feeling like an ass as he watches Bitty shiver. He steps into his own black boxer briefs and pulls them on before grabbing his leather jacket and putting it around Bitty’s shoulders, keeping an arm around him to hold him close and transfer some of his body heat.

“Yeah, it’s a little like that,” Derek says with a breathless grin, nodding at Bitty’s description. “Problems just sort of seem to melt away, at least for a little while.”

Derek’s smile softens and he presses his cheek to the top of Bitty’s head, truly feeling like pack in that moment. “I’m glad you liked it.”

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