"You look well and thourghly fucked like that." He smiled down at Renji, licking at his bottom lip. "I almost want to chain you to my bed so no one can look at you but me."

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Renji never says it enough but; "I love you as you are, y'know..." He doesn't mean it in a sense of needing to boost his lovers confidence, though it was a result of it, but just in general. Renji's gaze always followed Artem whenever he was in the room. His presence was just addictive to him. His scent was divine, his smile was the best thing since sliced bread. Renji stares upon his lover from the living room, the movie unbothered about as he takes it in. He knew the others in the room could sense Renji's love for Artem in his kitchen.

It wasn't a scent of mates needing to bonk, but a possessive and adoration mixed into one. The scent of a content alpha. A happy mate. An admiring mate.

Renji's slow blinks were everything as he looks down the other's figure again, from head to toe - he loved every part of that man that took him in his arms and held him with nothing but protection in his veins. Love in his words, trust in his heart... Renji really didn't understand how he could have run away in the first place sometimes but he guessed - that's the danger of drugs.

"Artie." A soft call but one that hushed the room - because it rumbled with his beast. Renji's heart was fully in his vocals now, his mate was doing too much over there. "Sit and cuddle?" Renji didn't look over but he knew a few bodies moved from the sofa to curl up on other parts of it, leaving a big space for Renji and soon to be Artem in place.

There was always this sense of peace that played over the pack house since Renji arrived once more. It was that of a piece finally clicking into place. A piece that had been so sorely missed. The pack didn’t feel like it was teetering on the edge. Artem didn’t feel the need to check reports, or hospitals, clinging to the piece of fabric he had with Renji’s scent still faintly on it all this time, as if the world knew he needed that piece to be able to survive another day. 

The house was filled with that scent now, it swirled around them making Artem realize how much calmer he had been since everything had come back into place. He couldn’t help himself, glancing over at Renji cuddled up with the pack. Even his eyes sought to sweep over the man in front of him, making sure he was okay. A mate always making sure his mate was okay, his wolf was content to let a grumbling purr escape. 

He did have to finish some things before he could go relax or end up dragging Renji away to spend most of the night delirious between Renji’s thighs. That did sound like a great way to spend the rest of the night. 

The lilting call of his mate was nothing against the aches in his back from sitting so long and reading over things he knew could be taken care of in the morning. So he pushed himself from his spot, making his way towards the now freed-up space next to Renji. He growled, feeling the need to rub everyone else's scent away from Renji but his own, to make sure that the other only smelled directly of him. Imagery started to appear in Artem's mind, of Renji splayed out under him, legs spread, whimpering, moaning, begging. A growl started to rise up in his throat as he loomed over the other not yet sitting but glaring as if he could figure out the quickest way to get his scent all over Renji. 

So, he leaned down, fingers tilting the other's head up with a slowness that had Artem licking at his bottom lip. A command, not Alpha to Alpha or even Alpha to pack member but mate to mate. “Come.” Just one word, command of sorts. Either for the whimpering moan of his name that would come from Renji’s lips as he did come or the way in which Renji’s body would unfurl and follow him up to their room making this night that much longer. Until they both were panting and unable to keep their eyes open.

To shamelessly say that Renji did indeed orgasm where he sat was an understatement. He didn't think Artem would mind the snugglefest going on over here but now that he was under those eyes? Renji was happy he did because this was a need for them both now. Renji was sure he was drooling a bit but he didn't think about anything else now as stars danced in his vision and his knees pressed together.

Usually - this behavior would make the crowds boo and call them out, flirting so openly but sometimes it was best to avert their eyes and lower the volume. Allowing the two mates to connect fully in the zone and like that Renji was moving to grip onto his mate's wrist. Swallowing his mouthful of saliva and blinking his vision back into the room. Shivering from the sensation between his legs, he didn't need to say much else but a muffled whimper.

But he moved to stand up - tugging at Artem's shirt for a bit of strength and to stop the wobbling of his knees as he smiled into his lovers' chest. "Yours. Let's go?" Of course his wolf brushed against Artems now, glowing under his skin like a second entity - not at all that different now to Renji's mind. No longer, Renji and Wolf - but Him. His desires, his love, his wants and his fears but with fangs and claws to protect him instead of bite him into submission to face the truth.

Renji didn't look at anyone else, instead, happily taking Artem's arm to tug his mate with him towards the exit. Climbing the stairs to the bedroom halls to guide and nearly run ahead with his mate at his tail. Though at this point he wouldn't be surprised if he was picked up to be carried the rest of the way. Either way - being on the bed was Renji's goal, stripping out of his clothes that smelt of the others and rolling on his back, exposing himself completely - mess an all between his thighs for his mate to witness his submission.

"Artie~"

Artem was someone who was always used to taking what he wanted. Used to gaining the upper hand in most things in business and everything else. The wolf in front of him was the only thing to make the primal need to do something to escape. To get his mate away from all these smells so that his scent was the only thing coating his skin. The glazed mess over Renji’s vision was enough to have his wolf purring and preening at the insane need funneling through his system. 

“Renji~” A growl, though the people around them were looking away, coughing a little and attempting to not look at the two that were making eyes at each other The whimper is what had everyone moving away. What had Artem reaching down and tugging on Renji’s wrist to pull him closer, almost tightly, he had a crushing feeling that he needed to be buried so far deep into Renji that the other felt him in his throat.  

That was until his mate started to move, moving away from Artem and toward their bedroom. A tempting sway of hips and he pounced. His body flung towards Renji, grabbing at wide hips and pushing him against the wall closest to their door. He couldn’t help the way the other’s name came on a whimper. The kind that made the feral part of Artem preen at the idea of his name needing him to the point of that whimper. 

He leaned in, placing a very soft kiss against Renji’s neck a silent little gesture that what happened next was going to be rough but that ARtem no matter what loved his mate. His fingers changed to claws which gripped at his mate’s waist, tugging on the fabric attempting to free it without swiping claws or even destroying the fabric. Though that didn’t matter. 

“You smell divine little mate.” It was a growled-out response, his wolf preening and ready for its mate as he hoisted the other up higher almost to wrap thighs around his features like ear muffs. His eyes glimmered golden in the light, the only sign besides the claws to let Renji know he wasn’t dealing with Artem he was dealing with the wolf now.