Ouch. Ow ow ow ow ow my butt hurts. Mina groaned in his mind as he tried not to move an inch beneath the blankets. The overwhelming scent of sex had his nose in a permanent wrinkle as his backside throbbed like someone had done something inappropriate to it with a baseball bat... several times. Sniffling, he realized that he was crying and quickly wiped at the tears, but they refused to stop as he groaned again, this time audibly. 

He could feel cuts and bruises along his arms, legs, and back, too, but nothing hurt as horribly compared to his backside. 

"I'm gonna kick his butt." He grumbled into the thick blankets right before he heard the sound of a solid glass thumping down onto the nightstand near his head. 

"Good luck with that, cub. I brought you some pain medicine." Del said, making Mina peek out from beneath the blankets to see him set two pills down next to the glass of water he'd brought. 

But only because you wouldn't stop groaning and I feel like my ass is hurting just feeling your pain through our stupid bond. 

"I can hear you." Mina rasped out as he forced his body to move until he could reach the pills. 

He tossed them back, then took a big drink of water to rinse them down before setting the glass back on the nightstand and flopping down with a sigh. 

"I don't care." Del said as he walked over to his dresser and began taking out clothing. 

Mina watched him pull on a pair boxers, then pants, noting the small groups of little claw marks along his lower back and shoulders. When Del pulled on a shirt and turned, starting to button it while watching him, he smirked. 

"I have to admit, you got me more than I thought you would." Del said, making Mina feel a slight bit of empowerment. "Don't look in the mirror." He added as he finished with his shirt, then pulled on a pair of socks before sliding his feet into his shoes. "My wolf liked marking you. A lot." 

Before Mina could respond Del was out the door, leaving him alone in his bed. 

Asshole. 

A deep chuckle in his mind was Del's response, making Mina hiss back at him as he forced himself up. He noticed several deep cuts on his arms and legs as he began to take stock of his body. Everything ached, and as he ran his eyes over every inch of skin he could see, he realized why. 

You carved me half to death! He growled. 

The other man waited a few minutes to respond, and it wasn't what Mina thought he'd hear from him. 

I called your brother at 4, as promised, since you were otherwise incapacitated. 

Mina's face burned at the thought of Roan knowing what they'd done, and just how much since he'd been out cold by that time. 

I hate you. 

He could feel Del laughing as he made himself get to his feet, then limped toward the bathroom. As he got the water started in the bathtub, he heard Del's response. 

You know what? I don't hate you. Your body was fucking delicious and I plan to be inside of it quite frequently. 

Mina felt himself throb with a need he refused to let be known as he carefully got into the bathtub and leaned back, sighing as his body began to warm from the rising water. 

It hurts. He thought to himself as he felt another tear track down his cheek. His heat was definitely gone, but the price he'd paid hadn't been worth it. A human would definitely have been safer. 

A human couldn't have satisfied you like I did. Del replied immediately, a growl to his words.

Mina scowled and grabbed a bottle of soap. Uncapping it, he sniffed, curious about the scent. Of course it smells like him. If he didn't already reek of Del's scent, and sex, he wouldn't have used it, but he was a beggar at that point. Sitting up, Mina got busy scrubbing his body. The cuts hurt, but they needed to be washed. 

Definitely finding a human next time. He thought as he unplugged the drain and stood up, switching the shower-head on at the same time he heard Del snarl into his mind. 

No, you're not. You're lucky I'm in a meeting. Clearly I haven't sated you enough. I'll be back up as soon as this is over. 

Bristling, Mina glared up at the ceiling, then looked down at himself. He was half hard. With a slight smirk, he wrapped his hand around his length and began moving up and down furiously. He wasn't normally one who cared for jerking off very often, but as he got himself worked up, he could feel Del's unease in the back of his mind. 

Enjoying your meeting? He goaded as he leaned against the tile beneath the shower-head, just out of reach of the spray, and began panting, his head tilting back. Mina could feel Del's body literally squirming through their bond and grinned. 

Don't you dare come without me in you. 

Del's voice had gotten dangerously low in Mina's mind, sending shivers down his spine. Ignoring it, Mina finished with a few more motions from his hand, then rewashed his body before turning off the shower. He could still feel Del's anger as he began to dry off, but when he heard the door to the bedroom slam open, his heart jumped into his throat and the towel slipped from his fingers. 

Oh shit. 

Before Mina could even step out of the shower, Del was there, grabbing his shoulders as they both slipped in the tub. Of course, Del pinned him on the floor of it with ease as he began tugging at the tie around his neck, then yanked at his shirt, snapping off several buttons. 

"I'm not having sex with you again." Mina growled up at him, baring his teeth, though Del seemed to ignore him as he finally got his shirt and tie off. The two garments went flying somewhere to the side, then Del straddled Mina's hips and got to work on the button to his pants. It was clear that he was very much ready for another few rounds. 

Well I'm not. 

The second Del got his pants undone and looked up at him, licking his lips, Mina felt his body shift and couldn't have been more proud of his lion. The look on Del's face was incredible and had Mina laughing into the man's mind, even as he could feel his wolf roaring into his own with frustration and lust. 

"Shift back!" Del snarled down at him. 

No can do. I can't control my little ol' shift. Mina thought to him as he lifted one paw, intent on smacking Del's smart mouth, but then he realized something and brought it closer to his own face. 

My paw is bigger. Quite a bit, too.     

Del seemed to realize that, too, because he sat back on his heels and raised an eyebrow. "You grew." He said, then reached forward and took Mina's paw in his hand. "You're not an adult, but you definitely aren't a cub anymore."

While Del was busy contemplating what had happened, Mina scrunched up his nose and swatted at the man's face abruptly. To his surprise, he managed to catch Del unaware. A thin but long cut started to bleed across his nose and the left side of his stunned face. 

Expecting repercussions for the bold act, Mina hurried to scurry from the tub, but before he could scramble over the edge he felt a heavy paw on his shoulder. Claws dug in and yanked him back down before another paw settled near the side of his face. Del's wolf was out, its giant mass barely allowing it room to stand in the bathtub. 

Mina considered apologizing, but the thought was immediately pushed away before it could solidify. He would not. Del had been trying to boss him around. To dominate him. 

You don't dominate your lover. 

The giant wolf looming over him snorted abruptly before its upper lip pulled back into a rumbling snarl. 

Lover? 

The acid in Del's word had Mina's stomach twisting into nervous knots. Del's wolf leaned down until its panting breaths warmed Mina's lion's face. 

You seem to think that I am capable of, or ever wish to be capable of loving someone. He spat out with a deep growl.  

He shouldn't have even entertained the idea of liking such a horrible person... but he had. Sure, Del had cut him up quite a lot during their time together the previous evening, but it had been clear that he hadn't done it intentionally. He'd been as much in the moment as Mina had each time. They'd both been lost in each other. 

But now I understand. He thought, making Del's wolf twitch one ear and lean back slightly, confused. 

Mina slowly sat up, then slipped out of the tub before shaking out his coat and walking into the bedroom. He could hear Del's wolf following, but didn't pay it any mind as he glanced at his clothing on the floor. His lion refused to allow him to shift back, so, regrettably, he left them and walked out the open door.

Heavy paws followed his quiet ones as they made their way down the hall. Mina didn't stop walking until he was in front of the elevator, looking up at the button he needed to reach in order to trigger the machine and get himself out of there. 

With a determined flick of his tail he lifted the front of his body abruptly, putting his paws on the wall as he swatted at the button that seemed just out of reach. 

Come on. 

He bounced a little on his back legs, jumping up just enough for his paw to swipe at it. Except, Del's wolf appeared before he could finish pressing the button, easily nudging him out of the way and making him fall to the floor on his side. 

With a frustrated hiss Mina got back to his feet  and swatted at the wolf's nose. It leaned back slightly, easily putting itself out of harm's way, but to Mina's surprise, it didn't growl or bare its teeth. Actually, all it did was sit back on its haunches and flare its nostrils slightly, as if it were taking in his scent. 

What are you doing? 

He wasn't interested in playing cat and mouse. Or cat and wolf. Del's wolf huffed quietly and slowly moved up against the wall by the elevator button, then laid down with a big yawn. 

You've got to be kidding me. 

Undeterred, Mina clenched his jaw and walked right up to the giant beast. It was watching him, but didn't make a move to stop him as he began climbing up onto its back. He was just about high enough to hit the button with his paw when he felt the wolf beneath him begin to roll over. 

Aw, no! 

Fumbling to regain his balance, and failing, Mina flopped over onto the tile floor, then found the wolf's large front arm moving him up against its body. He hissed, but the giant creature just ignored him as it began gently licking at some of the cuts Del had left on him the previous night. 

 I am a cat, but I don't want your tongue on me! I don't even want my tongue on me! He growled to Del's mind, only to receive more silence as his wolf continued to clean him. 

This sucks. 

"I know that I told you to eat yourself into a coma, but I didn't think that you'd be able to literally do it." Buck said as he stared down at Magnus's prone form in his bed. 

The man had been asleep since the previous evening and had barely moved a muscle all night. 

"But then again, I've never seen someone able to eat nearly three full dinners, along with three side dishes and four glasses of water." He added as he reached over and gently poked Magnus's cheek with a finger. 

At first, he didn't get a single reaction. It wasn't until a few moments later when he noticed Magnus's nose twitching like a little mouse's might. 

"Ah, there you are." He said as he nudged the man's face with his knuckles softly, earning a tired growl for his efforts that made the corners of his lips tilt up slightly. "Did you enjoy your nap?" 

Magnus's lips twitched, then his eyelids. When his nostril's flared, taking in his scent, Buck realized that he needed to move. He swung his body toward the side of the bed and was half off of it when a clawed hand snagged his ankle, halting his escape. 

Hopping to keep from falling, he looked over his shoulder once he'd caught his balance and narrowed his eyes on the man who was now leaning on his left arm, right one extended, eyes leering with hunger. 

"Magnus." Buck grumbled. 

His warning appeared to fall on deaf ears because Magnus just began slowly tugging him back onto the bed by his ankle. Buck knew that he wouldn't be able to get free without a nasty fight, so he carefully returned to sitting on the blanket. He made sure that he wasn't close enough to get bitten, but he hadn't calculated how fast Magnus could move when just waking up, because there was suddenly an arm around his waist and he was being pulled backward at a surprising speed. 

In less than a second both of Magnus's arms were wrapped tightly around Buck's waist as the slightly larger man nudged his shirt up and feverishly inhaled against his warm skin. 

Should have known better than to fall asleep next to him. Hell, even in the same room with him. 

He'd thought that the amount of food the guy had eaten would have kept him out of it for at least a day, if not two. Clearly, he'd made a miscalculation. 

"Alright, enough already." He grumbled as he flicked Magnus's forehead, drawing the man's dilated eyes up to his own. "I didn't say that you could shove your nose up my shirt." 

Magnus growled in response, but Buck returned it with a snort of his own. His deer wasn't happy with all the attention. He wasn't even big on cuddling with Del unless the man asked it of him. He would do anything for him, but Magnus... 

"Let go, dog." 

The man slowly stopped sniffing at him, but didn't release his waist. 

I'm losing my patience. 

"Magnus. Let go. Now." He said as he reached down and grabbed one of the man's wrists. 

When he still refused to do as told, Buck snorted again and wound up his free hand. The tips of his knuckles began to turn grey as they partially shifted into hooves. He wouldn't be pulling his punch. 

Right before his hit would have connected, Magnus released him and jerked his head to the side toward the pillows, moving onto his back as he squeezed his eyes shut on a growl. Bucks's fist opened just in time to smack the guy's firm chest. The slap rang out in the quiet room. Buck left his hand where it had landed, watching Magnus as the man's head slowly turned back to face him and his eyes opened, rising to meet his own. 

"I won't be gentle next time." Buck warned as he began to lift his hand from Magnus's chest, only for the man to squirm beneath it. 

What the? 

It didn't take Buck long to realize what Magnus was hinting at, even if the man was clearly unhappy with his dog's instincts. 

You think you deserve a damn belly rub after that shit? 

Buck wanted to laugh out loud but bit his tongue when he saw the look in Magnus's eyes. He was trying to fight his dog's instinct, but when Buck lowered his hand back to his warm chest, the guy practically whined for the attention. 

You are ridiculous. 

He was going to tell him that he had to earn the attention if he wanted it, but he had a feeling that only half of him wanted it, if that. That left Buck with a decision to make. 

It doesn't look like Magnus actually wants the attention. It's his dog half. 

Grinning, Buck slowly began to move his hand along the man's solid chest. He saw the anger shine in Magnus's eyes and grinned as he reached over with his other hand and began stroking his hair. 

"Shockingly, I like this side of you." He mused with a grin that he knew was boiling Magnus's blood... but on the outside he was putty in Buck's hands. 

Who's finally a good boy.