It Begins

Howie was in a deep sleep when he felt Aike's scent fill his nostrils, he moved his head to change position, he wasn't ready to wake up, he wanted to sleep a little longer. When he felt like changing position, something heavy on his chest pinned him down, he opened his eyes slowly.

Sunlight filtered into the room through a slit between the curtains of the large window. he turned his head away from the window, he found a silky mass of hair just under his nose. He doesn't know how Aike ended up on top of him completely in his element as if he were some kind of relaxation mattress. but one thing is certain, he will soon find out.

He looked around for Ayke, he couldn't find him anywhere in the bed. Without touching Aike who is lying on top of him, he shifts his body and rocks him into the empty bed as if it were made of rags and straw.

To his astonishment, he clung to him like a leech. Aike knows how stupid and stubborn his friend can be, even though he has a big brain. Like he hadn't had the courage last night to tell him what he had. he said to himself as he woke up, he'd better surprise him while he was still sound asleep. When his brother left the room because he woke up with a pit in his stomach.

He rolled over to the place he was in bed, he admired the perfectly defined and refined features of his bed neighbor's face while a crazy and stupid idea came to his mind.

He climbed on top of Howie passing his feet on either side of his body and hiding his face. he knows that Howie and his brother have this bond between them which pushes them to act with a lot of intimacy and complicity towards each other without it bothering them or raising questions from Marc. But when it comes to him everything is tense and awkward.

So he hid his face, so Howie couldn't tell if he was Aike or Ayke. But he is completely unaware that it's not just their faces and their behavior that pushes the other to tell the difference between them. What amazes him is how his plan flowed like a sandcastle.

Honestly Howie how do you distinguish us so well? I thought I was going to fool you for once but look at me, you unmasked me without even seeing my face. I don't need to see your face to know who's who Aike, Howie growled badly. With Aike's feet still wrapped around his waist, he can no longer peacefully return to his sleep. Uncomfortable in the position he found himself in, he grabs one of his feet to force him to release it, but this one resists him a little. He doesn't insist on going down this path lest he hurt him unintentionally, he dropped his hand desperately. Leaning on his elbow, he ran a hand through his hair, pulling it behind his neck.

Tell me what you want Aike if this is the only way for me to find my peace and sleep. I didn't know you were so clingy after all. I'm not clingy, I just want to talk to you and then I'll leave you alone. So spill it out, why are you fooling around like that?

You don't have to speak to me with such contempt, if you don't want to listen to me, I can leave. I am not fooling around. You're done asks Howie, still in a bad mood.

After the hug yesterday, I thought everything was fine that he wasn't mad at me, but what is he really up to? After all, it's not what he saw that enrages him, he's just having fun with my nerves and my feelings, he doesn't feel anything for me. Not like me who fights to know where I am.

He let go of his feet which he kept hooked firmly behind his back and freed him from his grip, Howie let out a sigh of relief and without a word, he turned his back on him and grabbed his pillow which he kept under his head. Aike remained beside him without moving, he shrinks like a mouse for fear of arousing the other's anger against him.

The sleep that was overpowering H earlier had long gone when he found himself with the feet of the other around his waist in this position which gave him a sensual image of himself. His pretty pink lips were all swollen from the pressure he exerted on them with his teeth as he resisted with all his might when Howie wanted to take his feet off. He lay still on his stomach thinking about why he was acting like a jerk to Aike.

Truth be told, when he sniffed his scent, he was rather curious as to why he was so close, but once he opened his eyes the image of the playroom still came to his mind as a reminder, that's why he rushed him so mercilessly.

A few minutes passed without either of them moving from the bed. Carefully Aike tried to get out of the bed thinking that the other had finally fallen asleep, great was his surprise when he grabbed his right arm and pulled him towards him, and he fell backward into the bed. Leaning on his elbow Howie lifted his chest to look him in the eyes.

Come on, tell me what you have to say, I'm listening to you now, he said in a soft and benevolent tone. When he wants he can.

Aike looked at him speechlessly, he has this way of changing the tone of his voice which makes people feel confident with him which is impressive. Are you sure you're not going to yell at me, Aike asked shyly? I'm sorry for getting carried away with you all the time, yes I'm not going to scream. He ran a hand through his hair indicating that he was ashamed of his behavior with the other. What, are you embarrassed? Aike asks him with a small laugh.

Yeah, I admit sometimes I have a bad temper and it's infuriating.

A big smile appeared on Aike's lips, it's the first time he's heard him talk about himself like that, he always remains classy and refined.

And I wanted to apologize for yesterday too, he scratched his throat before plunging his beautiful gray-green gaze into his friend's caramelized one. yesterday I acted as I did because I thought… he paused, unable to figure out how to explain what he wanted to say without sounding like a pervert in Aike's eyes. How do you explain to someone that you almost ate them alive while we were kissing like two civilized people?

That's crazy, Howie said suddenly embarrassed. Aike watches him intently without commenting, letting him take his time choosing his words. Usually, he is good with his words, if he finds a little difficulty in explaining his action, there must be something he missed.

In fact, continues Howie, decided to tell the truth as it is bluntly… yesterday, when we were kissing, the way he said this sentence makes Aike blush, I wanted to bite you. Your skin smells so good and so soft, when I got to your neck, I had a bestial desire to bite you. And it scared me, I've never had such a desire before.

Aike stiffened when he heard his confession, but it's insane, he told himself. Howie mistakes his silence and the cringe he perceived for disgust. He sighed and rolled onto his stomach into the position he was in before. How exactly did you want him to take that confession? he wonders, cursing his inability to disguise a simple little truth.

You have a big mouth when it comes to others but when you're with him you do just the opposite, intervenes in his inner who was waiting for the right moment to add his two cents.

You shut up, Howie gritted between his teeth. Hiding his face in his pillow.

While he grumbled against his inner, Aike climbed on his back, he stopped dead his excess of anger, frozen like a statue he waits patiently for what will come next. He felt the hesitation emanating from Aike but he remained motionless. After a few minutes of hesitating on what he's going to do or if he really should Aike leaned into his ear where he whispered…

What if I told you that you can bite me, would that be weird for you? Howie couldn't believe his ears, it must be Ayke talking to him, no Aike, he's far too shy and reserved to whisper such things in my ear.

He rocked him on the bed like he had earlier but this time he wasn't rough with him. He turned to look at Aike's face. Yeah, it's you, he hears himself say out loud. The confused look that Aike throws at him tells him that he spoke aloud. Oh, I thought maybe this time I got you and your brother confused so I wanted to see if I was dealing with the right brother. Aike blushed even more like a little girl.

Howie approached his face and asked, can I start now? Aike burst out laughing, with his rosy cheeks and pink lips, he's succulent like a good dessert made with love.

Howie planted a chaste kiss on his rosy cheek quickly. The action cut his laughter, he met the gentle gaze Howie fixed on him and his heart started beating like a West Indian drum.

It pulsed uncontrollably so much that Howie put his hand on his chest.

Maybe if I do that, he'll get back to his normal rhythm, H says to him, joining words with action. He leaned over Aike's lips and kissed him softly, placing sweet little kisses on his lips and in the corners of his mouth. Aike closed his eyes to better savor the softness of H's lips on his then slowly his lips started to open giving him free rein to kiss him deeper but Howie seemed to be taking his time. He's in no hurry, he wants to taste every corner of this mouth that's been obsessing him for some time now.

Aike kissed him back with the same passion and gentleness as the other. A small moan escaped Aike's lips which made H's inner groan with delight and Howie smiled against the other's lips satisfied. He rolled onto his back, dragging Aike with him who found himself on top of him without even taking their mouths off of this kiss filled with tenderness and passion.

Howie pulled away from his mouth between two chaste kisses on his lips. You know what, he said softly to the other with a deep and sensual voice, I have to forbid myself from approaching you otherwise we will have big problems. You're afraid of problems now Aike asks him, lying full length on the other who was holding him by the waist. Howie ran his hands under his pajama shirt to feel his bare skin against his. Aike shivered as he felt the warmth of H's hand surge through his body like an electric current as he began to caress his back tenderly.

If I knew that you could tremble like this when I touch you, I would have started tormenting you a long time ago. Oh, you wanna do this just to torment me? Aike asked plaintively. Yes, just that, H replies sincerely… hum, Aike was about to get up but the other is holding him back firmly, but also because I like the way you react to my touch.

I prefer that Aike replies boldly.

Howie laughs heartily seeing the daring face Aike makes who is usually very closed off to him.

Aike hid his head in the crook of Howie's shoulder who can't stop laughing at his cheeky look, he bites his shoulder to make him stop but this has the opposite effect on the other who laughs more beautiful, forgetting that they were not alone at home.

Aike tried to escape his arms but without success, when Howie gets his hands on you, you just have to wait for him to bother to release you, you can't go against his will.

Aike let go of the idea, he's extremely strong for a teenager he told himself, but he's extremely tall and super upper extremely handsome, the other thought reluctantly. He really has it all. He straightened up and sat astride Howie, who stopped laughing abruptly.

He sent Aike to walk to the other end of the bed and the next minute like lightning he found himself in front of the door, only when he put his hand on the door handle did he realizes how he just treated the other. He returns under his feet despite the urgency in which he finds himself. He found Aike curled upon himself with tears in his eyes. He jumps on the bed and takes him in his arms.

Hey look at me, Aike opened his beautiful caramel-colored eyes and gazed wetly into his tormentor's sincere gaze.

Howie kissed his wet cheeks before hugging him, please don't cry, I'll explain later okay it has nothing to do with you or us. And I didn't want to devour you alive like meat on the contrary...

He ended the hug to look him in the eye, I'm sorry I really pushed you. He placed a kiss on his lips and then wiped his eyes. You stay there okay, you don't go out, I'll come back quickly. Aike nods yes. Howie placed a final tender kiss on his forehead before jumping out of bed.

Why did I cry Aike wondered as he curled up like a ham in the sheets, he was so embarrassed by his behavior. Last night I burst into tears because he ignored me and held my brother's hand in his like the most precious thing he ever had, and I just cried because he suddenly gave up sending me flying like an old dirty sock when we just had a wonderful time.

He's definitely going to think I'm a whiner. Yet the things that make me cry are non-existent and in a few months I was able to change so much.

The smell of bacon and eggs H sniffed reminded him that he wasn't alone with the boys at home.

Last night, yeah, last night he had a surprise visitor. How could he forget, and his father who hadn't come home, when and how did he become so careless?

Running towards the stairs he descended without touching them as he did this morning. He just skipped them and landed directly at the bottom of the steps with remarkable flexibility. The flat screen that framed the living room wall was on and no one was watching. He headed for the kitchen where noises of utensils are heard. His father never makes so much noise when he prepares food.

Despite the smell of the copycat breakfast that invades the house, he still distinguishes the smell of the person responsible for this tumult.

A smell of freshly cut hay stormed his nostrils, oddly his smell is quite soothing, with him around he will make you lower your guard, and he will be able to sow discord without anyone suspecting him. This one is dangerous.

He stormed back into the kitchen and stopped short under the threshold of the door, in front of him was the most beautiful portrait he had ever seen in his entire life. There, he was leaning over the worktop arranging a dish as chefs do with such passion that his face beamed like a ray of morning sunshine. His long white hair is tied back with what should be one of the aprons Marc often uses when he cooks.

Bareback, his caramel skin glistens like pure gold in contact with the sun's rays which burst through the kitchen windows in a mad race, each eager to reach his skin first. Howie was speechless at such beauty, yesterday he noticed he was handsome but this is really another level. Its beauty is breathtaking. Is this how people see me when they talk about my beauty? If so, I understand better why they say I look like a god. If I am the embodiment of beauty, he is its definition.

He scratched his throat to announce his presence but this famous Ursoc as he calls him didn't even dare raise his head towards him. In a playful tone, he spoke to him, so we had fun? Howie rolled his eyes. We're not going to be able to stay close to each other for too long. if this morning, I didn't cut his throat alive, I don't think I can guarantee his safety here for long. He's arrogant and a little too proud for my taste. We can see it in the way he carries his head while speaking it looks like a peacock.

While he thinks about all that this stranger represents in his kitchen, he realizes that he hasn't met Ayke anywhere. He activated his hearing by excluding all surrounding noises so he could focus on Ayke's heartbeat. He heard only one beat that of Aike, where is my friend he shouted to the other in a threatening tone. The famous Ursoc finally looked up at him. A light oh! Escaping his lips like a breath, Howie felt his pride boost when he clearly heard what he whispered. He's even more attractive up close, he's not human, that arrogant rotten little brat. This is seen as the nose in the middle of the face. If I have that effect on him, I must be really attractive, with a proud look to boot.

His hostility towards this unexpected visitor went away on its own and he noticed that he had prepared three plates so his father still hasn't come back and why he hasn't heard Ayke's heartbeat.

Under the questioning gaze of his interlocutor, he went to sit down for a moment a little alarmed, he must calm down his father never stayed outside so long, trying to calm down he reactivated his hearing again by telling himself that this person in the room with him is not a bloodthirsty murderer.

He closed his eyes and this time clearly understood why he didn't hear it the first time. their two hearts beat in unison as one. They are so mysterious these two, how is it possible?

Aike must have fallen asleep, he thinks, but once again he widens his search and realizes that they are together in his bed. He smiled and returned to normal; he didn't want to eavesdrop on their conversation.

I was as surprised as you… as for me, why? I'm not surprised. Can you say it even louder maybe it will end up being true?

I saw how you smiled when you realized that their two hearts beat like a single heart. I experienced it this morning too, I think it's weird that you never noticed it before. It's not your onions, in fact, what's your name again?

He knows very well what the other said last night but he can't understand how someone could be called Ursoc in that century. He might be seventeen or eighteen when you look closely.

Oh, my name? My name is Bravael and you can call me El, and you? And me what? When you were spying on me, you didn't have time to look for this information? Don't be a killjoy, tell me your name, we're getting to know each other, and I wasn't spying on you, I was trying to figure out how to approach you without getting shredded, I understood that you were dangerous.

And what was that this morning? What did you want from them, why did you approach them when it was still dark and I wasn't even near them? No, you misunderstand my intentions, I just wanted to talk to you actually, I'm staying at a hotel in town, I wanted to go back to the hotel but there was carnage in town last night.

I didn't want to be caught in this tension, I stayed around waiting for your return.

I didn't know you hadn't done one with your inner yet. but you use to perfection the genetic attributes that you have, it confused me.

You must be one of those purebloods that I often read about. There is only me, who is like that in my family, I was chosen by Ursoc. When I understood that I was not a simple human, I do research on this world which it makes me visit in my sleep.

Lyke is his friend, since we felt his presence stronger we came looking for him, and I ran into you, an arrogant, pampered, spoiled brat with two boyfriends.

While El was telling his story to Howie, he was only thinking about one thing, the carnage in town and his father who still hasn't returned. You don't move from here we are not finished yet, I have to find my father. He was about to leave when the voice of a woman caught his attention, El was about to answer but he told her to shut up as he headed towards the living room.

Six bodies were discovered this morning in town, it seems that the wounds which caused their death were made by wild animals….

Wild animals, but what is this madness again? El, who had followed him to the living room, answers him. They weren't wild animals, they were werewolves, that's what I just told you. Yeah, I understood what you said but my father, he still hasn't come back. I have to go get it. I don't even know which club he chose. The door to his room opened and he hurried to make the other understand that the twins didn't know about the werewolves.

Not a single word about the werewolves in front of them, we keep the version of wild beasts for them. And put on a t-shirt for the sake of good behavior, and take that apron off your hair.

Why do I have to wear a t-shirt if you don't wear one too, umm? Howie glanced down at his bare chest before replying, one, I'm home, and two, I make the rules here. So when I say you have to put on a t-shirt you put it on without asking a stupid question.

And I thought you should take more time to recover how come you're on your feet so fast? Because I'm not a werewolf-like you guys. umm, you really have no idea who I am, do you? It's funny that sir is dropped on a subject.

Shut your valve Bravael, they're here. Howie whispered to the other who seems to have forgotten that he asked him not to mention the werewolves and what he is in front of the boys.

Hey! Howie greets them when they arrive at the bottom of the stairs, Ayke comes to meet him with a look of admiration and amazement at the same time on his face. He went to wrap his arms around Howie's waist while resting his head against his muscular chest.

I missed you my cup of tea. Howie tells him, stroking his hair tenderly, while Aike stays at a good distance from him and from Bravael who takes a malicious pleasure in watching him talk with a boy with such tenderness, while he has only rushed him since they got acquainted.

I know honey, but I wanted someone else to enjoy your warmth for a while.

Howie looked up at Aike who looked down quickly so as not to meet his gaze. And who is he? I'll introduce him to you when he's put something on his back. Without waiting for him to add anything more. El spun around and climbed the stairs like he had the devil in his ass. Howie smirked at the other's reaction. What a kid, that one!

He motions for Aike to come to find him by extending his hand in his direction without saying a word but the expression in his eyes says everything he thinks, with a little shy laugh Aike, puts his hand in his with a nice smile on his lips then his cheeks start to burn like a furnace. Ayke looked at them with that expression of pride like a successful parent helping their children out of a rough patch.

So who is he? Ayke said quickly, tapping Howie's bare chest like a drum. You are too curious, I would like you to call Alfred, please. Alfred? What for? Aike asks him who stiffens in his arms. My father is not home, I want to know if Alfred is and if he is well.

We just learned that there was a tragedy in town last night, wild beasts attacked people and killed six people in total. What kind of wild beasts can do that? I do not know…

Wolves! A hoarse, deep voice intervenes at the top of the stairs.

Howie closed his eyes to control what he wanted to do to pretty face Bravael who couldn't keep his mouth shut. He took his time to descend the steps under the admiring gaze of the twins.

When he came up to them. He held out his hand to them. Gentlemen, let me introduce myself, I am Bravael and since you are dear friends of this spoiled child you can call me El.

Aike went to shake the outstretched hand in front of him when Howie grabbed it before he touched it. your hands you can keep them in your pockets and away from them, you don't touch them even by accident. They are Aike and Ayke.

El rolled her eyes spoofing him, before asking him with a blank stare who is Aike and who is Ayke? How do I know if you present them so vaguely? For now, that's all you need to know. Maybe if you're lucky enough you'll soon find out who's who, right boys? They happily answered H's question with one voice.

Yes, we agree with you, he has to prove himself. El stares at them in amazement, checking everyone's mouth to make sure they're really speaking with one voice without betraying any emotion or note.

Interesting, he thought to himself, shaking his head from side to side, he placed his hands on his narrow hips looking at the three of them before telling them with a smirk.

Both of you are just as boring. But I intend to find my place at this table. I have cooked for you. No need to thank me it's a passion for me.

At least it's useful for something Howie commented. Let's see what happened, then. They grabbed their phones off the coffee table before all heading to the kitchen.

Howie knows his father isn't in danger, but if he's not home that means those wild beasts really are werewolves. Marc must have found himself embroiled in this battle last night, otherwise, he would have already come home.

It only means one thing, they know I'm awake, and my dad really doesn't want to bring them to me, so he prefers to stay away until he's sure he hasn't been watched. . There must be his men around patrolling, checking every little detail. But he needs to know if Alfred is fine if he's still with Marc.

His deduction was partly true but there is still a problem and if he is not ready to learn it, he will be devastated.