Casper Jameson Knight (feedhimtowolves) wrote in thegrand_ic, @ 2012-04-30 16:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | casper jameson knight, taj habib bahar |
Who: Taj and Casper
Type: Scene.
Where: The Great Wolf Lodge.
When: April 29.
What: Part Three of the Taj and Casper impromptu road trip. Fancy Dinner and Dancing and a visit to a tree house after a day of buying fancy clothes and having Taj attack Casper with eyeliner.
Warning: Adults Only. There's so much fluff and sap at the start that I suggest you don't read if you do not want cavities. Oh yeah, and tree house sex.
Status: Incomplete - Adding as we go.
Casper
He felt silly in a suit but not as silly as he had when Taj made him dance, he’d never done it before, dancing that was and the fact that they weren’t the only people in the room just seemed to add to that embarrassment, he blushed, a lot and nearly stepped on the other’s toes but there was one plus side to all of it, dancing meant that Taj was close and Taj happened to look very, very good in a suit. He’d been staring at him all night and even though he had somewhere along the line become aware that he was doing do, Casper still couldn’t have managed to pull his gaze away even if he had wanted to, they were in a room full of people, Casper’s senses would never let him forget that but even so he found that there were moments, here and there, now and again when Taj would look up at him and smile, laugh or say something to him that made the rest of the world around them fade completely out of existence.
The wild side of him breathed a sigh of relief when they finally found themselves outside again, it was in no way as secluded as the mountains had been but still there was a peaceful quality to the lodge, whether it was the place itself or the mere fact that Taj was there with him, the young werewolf was sure he’d never know but he wasn’t complaining, there wasn’t anything at all about that night which he could possibly complain about. It didn’t take them long to find the tree house the other had showed him in the pictures and it took even less time for them to climb their way up to it, the thought that maybe climbing a tree in their brand new suits wasn’t exactly the best idea never once crossed Casper’s mind as he made his way up there far slower than he could have gone, waiting for Taj, offering him help wherever he might need it.
There was no one else inside when they finally reached the platform and with the music that had been playing inside when the other had dragged him into an awkward little dance still echoing inside of Casper’s ears the young werewolf turned around, reaching for the other’s hand as he helped him up inside. Walking backwards until they stood in the very centre of the little wooden building Casper lifted that hand he was still holding until Taj’s arm was somewhat stretched above him and very slowly, he twirled his Sphinx in a slow circle on the spot where he was standing.
Taj
Taj was anything but nervous for himself. He was excited. Every next thing they did was just one more thing learned and even butterflies in the stomach were being noted like data in a research study. That was until that dance. Then everything slowed. He kept telling himself he was nervous for Casper. He knew Casper had never done anything like this before and he wanted him to feel comfortable. But, the truth was, Taj folded back up into that shy little sphinx that sometimes reared it's head. His eyes almost as timid as Casper's sometimes were. But, the more the night unfolded the more the more confident Taj got again. But, there was a funny magic in that place. Something in the air that seemed -whimsical- and romantic for a couple of boys trying their legs out in different worlds they weren't so used to, learning things together.
And Casper looked good all dressed up if Taj did say so himself (and well he did, several times throughout the evening how they were the best looking pair there, and with the best style - that they had flair) The suit Taj helped Casper pick out wasn't exactly standard and looked like something Steven Tyler might show up to an award show in. "Classy" Taj said every time someone looked them over, "We have too much class for this place Casper" He'd grin that rosy pierced lip up from crescent to half moon every time and end it with a giggle. But then in came that tree house.
Taj meant what he said and had every intention of kissing that boy up in that tree house. Why he thought that tree house would be a romantic place or exciting place or whatever it was that drove this ambition wasn't known even to him, but he wanted to do it. Everything seemed to change again once inside. The air, the world around them gone, time itself seemed slower. Even Taj's analytic mind couldn't keep track of the data anymore. It was flustering. Everything seemed slower but his mind raced too trying to take notes, but he was lost in the expression on Casper's face, those icey blues keeping with him and he couldn't look away. After that twirl, grinning pink through it's entirety, Taj's fingers went down to Casper's waistline looking for belt loops, as was now a familiar thing to do, but instead he hooked those fingertips down in the hemline, just under his patterned vest, a slight tug followed as his face was brought in closer. His shoulders curled inwards and his body huddled close. His own eyes, bright browns, cast their glances from eyes to lips, back and forth several times before he leaned in all the way to press that kiss, soft to a medium paced pattern of breaths, close mouthed, more than one, a glance back up to his eyes between each. His chest quickening the longer he held off from deepening that kiss, wanting it more and more. But, the anticipation of that was almost too good to lose.
Casper
Every single one of those pink tints that had lit Taj’s cheeks throughout the night had Casper scrunching up his nose ever so slightly while a grin spread across his lips that was usually until someone started looking at them though and he started blushing again. Classy, Taj had called it, Casper was pretty sure it was just because people couldn’t seem to figure out why a girl was wearing a suit and the eyeliner the Sphinx had forced upon him probably didn’t help much with the mistaken identity. The young werewolf would get him back for that, he’d told him so even as he’d scrunched up his face and repeatedly flinched while pulling away from the pencil that he was pretty sure Taj was trying to use to poke out his eye.
None of that mattered at that moment though and payback was very much the last thing on Casper’s mind as he let the other pull his body forward, pressing right up against him, his body somewhat curling around the other as his head tilted to the side and leaned in close, all the while his heart was fluttering inside of his chest as though it suddenly belonged to a humming bird instead of a wolf. He couldn’t explain it, he couldn’t have possibly even describe it, the feeling that ran through him and prickled his skin so he simply stopped trying to, he gave up on trying to wrap his head around what was happening, everything new that he was experiencing and just kissed him back. It was slow, it was soft, it was sweet and yet with every little kiss that passed Casper’s body yearned for more, his eyes kept opening to stare at Taj, his breath kept quickening and his body kept pressing closer until eventually he gave in. He pulled back ever so slightly, eyes locked on brown orbs as he reached up and gently removed the Sphinx’s glasses from his face, folding the arms in carefully before his free hand reached up, fingers roaming through dark hair until reaching their destination and with his hand cupping the back of Taj’s head he pulling him closer, eyes not closing again until their lips were barely millimetres apart and he paused there for as long as he could before finally kissing him the way the other had kissed him beneath the tree on the mountain top, slow but deep, with all the passion his small body could possibly muster.
Taj
Taj didn't think he looked like a girl. Taj thought he was "rock star-ing him up" as he called it when the wolf was making it so difficult for him to line his eyes with a steady hand on that moving target. Taj was very happy with the outcome. He thought it ended up sexy. Very sexy. That would be something Casper might not be able to miss throughout the night either. The way Taj kept looking over his body as a whole, stealing glances in manner he didn't make seem to obvious in their together thus far. He could uncomfortably lewd in the presence of friends but it was all silliness, he was never serious in the least. He was good boy in that respect. He didn't go out of his way to make people uncomfortable, nor did he usually go out of his way to make his feelings known on things. But, Casper looked gooooood. He couldn't help but keep noticing the difference. Something in him wanted to braid Casper's hair too. But, he kept holding back on that one. See? He was doing his best to not act on every single impulse. The thoughts were all there though. Taj found his own heart stopped. Was it still beating? He couldn't tell. Not when Casper reached up for those glasses, a drawn out action that felt like more foreshadowing of something the pull in Taj's tummy wanted so badly. Then Casper came in for that long awaited kiss and he thought he felt his chest spring back into life, like all the mechanics were being fuelled by that anticipation of that kiss. But he stopped short and Taj gasped a sharp intake of breath between them, even a whimper escaped. But, just that whimper could have started to beg, it came. The kiss he'd been waiting for and all the passion Casper's body could muster must have left an impression because once parted Taj was left in a state of nearly comatose, his flutter of breath that slipped away was accompanied by the most pained expression, lids still heavy, the little marks on his nose from where his glasses had laid the shade of red as lips and only because the rest of his face's colour had left. His mouth parted but nothing came out at first. He licked them and swallowed. "I love you Casper" then waited for no response but mashed his mouth right back to the other's taking his mouth in a new kiss.
Casper
Their lips melded together while Casper’s body seemed to curl even more around the one he was already pressed against as though he wanted to just disappear completely inside the form before him, it was impossible he knew that but no matter how close he pressed himself to Taj he just couldn’t seem to get close enough. He could feel everything, the cool but gentle breeze around them, the breath that escaped the other, his lips and the metal through the corner of them, he could taste him, he could hear the little sounds he made even if he didn’t know he was making them and he never wanted them to end. He never wanted to lose the feeling of the other’s lips against his own, the way his hair felt where it had fallen through his fingers and over his hand and it was only when his lungs threatened to burst did he let their lip lock fall, his breath heavy in the rise and fall of his chest as eyes fluttered open to look at the Sphinx. He watched his face and the expression he found there confused him, it hadn’t been what he’d expected to see but he couldn’t seem to ask him about it even though curiosity burned through him hotter than any fire could possibly blaze. His gaze followed that tongue across those familiar lips after his mouth had parted only to close again and when he heard those words something inside of Casper froze up completely. The human part of his mind switched off as a rumbling growl escaped him only to be lost somewhere between their parted lips, the taste and feel of Taj’s tongue almost enough to make him tremble. The human part of him felt strange, he’d never before heard someone utter those words to him, he wasn’t even sure if he knew what love was, what it meant let alone what it felt like but his inner wolf was practically howling in triumph. He was almost panting when their lips parted the second time around, bright eyes burning into Taj’s face as he watched him with a grin spread across his lips, if he had have been a wolf the excitement he felt would have been expressed in the exuberance of a pup, tongue lopped out the side of his strong jaws, tail wagging in the air but human or not, Casper’s actions from there were almost entirely animal, almost entirely wolf. He leaned in, his nose nudging against the other’s, breath ghosting over his skin as the tip of his nose trailed down over his cheek, brushing against the corner of Taj’s lips before continuing along his jaw and then down his neck, teeth coming to bite at that point where his neck disappeared into his shoulders as a strange, low sound rumbling in his chest that was neither a growl nor a purr but something completely animal nonetheless came from his throat as his hands gripped his Sphinx close, the glasses he’d been holding long forgotten where they’d fallen from his grip.
Taj
Well, that was different, but familiar, reminding Taj of the time he'd been bitten like that in bed. The word Mine slipping through his memory. Glasses on the floor were crushed underfoot of Taj's next step. He heard it. He ignored it. He whimpered yet again at the first feeling of that bite which only wrung out into a bit of a groan against it, some noise between pleasure and pain absolutely liking it. But, that first glass-crushing step was only followed by more pushing Casper all the way against the wall of the tree house’s wooden slats. Dear lord they were in the tree house alone but it didn't even have a door. This was a family fun water park too. Children could have been anywhere. But, Taj did some of his biting next, snagging that piece of skin between the jaw line and Casper's ear lapping it with his tongue before he snipped it with his teeth along with a low rumble. The lower half of his body was aroused and easily felt for how hard pressed he'd mashed himself against that wolf. He whispered something new Casper's ear after that nip. "I'm yours. Just don't forget too, you are Mine." - A little of Taj's animal inside was waking up too. The sweet boys' romantic' innocence were claiming stakes from their more feral sides. "Now kiss me again. Like you mean it. Like you know it." A daring smirk played that sphinx's mouth baiting the wolf for more.
Casper
Casper’s teeth stayed there locked in that spot until the moment his back made contact with the wall of the tree house and his jaw released its hold. Looking up, his mouth hanging open as his nose scrunched up ever so slightly, the movement exposing his teeth in a look that could have been that of either threatening defence or arousal before he was distracted by the other’s teeth, a somewhat strangled little sound escaping him, his body pressing right back against the other. He couldn’t remember where they were and it didn’t matter, his attention far too fixed on other things to care as his eyes snapped back to Taj’s upon hearing those words. He knew those words, his wolf knew those words and they both knew exactly what they meant but then came that little challenge that bated his wolf flawlessly, he’d always been a playful little pup and being around Taj, hearing that dare brought it flaringly close to the surface. He growled, human language seemingly long lost to him at that moment as his gaze wandered over that smirk as it moved across his Sphinx’s lips, his own mouth moving forward, blue eyes locking with brown as he bit down on Taj’s lower lip, drawing him in closer before his arms snaked around him, strong, tight and pulled him impossibly closer, whimpering as he kissed him once more.
Taj
Casper seemed to understand that one better it seemed. And the kiss that came next let Taj know there were doubts in question. None at all. Taj lived a human life and human words had their place, but even so it was he that preached about words not being enough. The kiss was more than enough to satisfy what Taj was looking for. yeaaaaaaaaaaah no. Or not. The point was made clear and received but it left his body aching for more. Saying he was satisfied was wrong. There was "territory to be marked" here. It didn't matter that they'd done it before. Just like how each kiss was different. And that sphinx was so worked up in that tree house that he was all but humping the other really, rubbing his pelvis up against the other's left thigh. Taj's mouth after that kiss seemed to be everywhere and anywhere his lips could find from the shoulders up, but giving the occasional dip to snap a teethful of Casper's fancy vest and tug before heading his way back up again. His hands gripping the fabric of the jacket in one hand and the other right between the wolf's legs, rubbing. Taj was suddenly all over him. If Casper wasn't the one to stop him and remember exactly where they were and how not private the dark walls really were he'd see that through to its end game right there and if he did that who knew if they'd get caught. Taj never was a very quiet one in bed.