New Cottage

She giggled softly.

"Composed werewolves are the scariest of us all, ne?" There was something truly frightening about a composed Lycan.

You never knew where you stood with them. You didn't know whether they were going to snap or not and the not knowing always put you on edge. At least with a violent Lycan you knew where you stood. If you angered them, you knew about it.

"I'll say, put me up against a enraged werewolf any day over a composed one."

He chuckled softly, he definitely found calm earie at times, more so when it came from a creature that was meant to be savage.

"I'd rather you not go up against a wolf at all," she murmured softly.

She didn't really want him in fights. Fighting meant injuries and injuries made her more worried than he already was.

He got into trouble far too easily without going out looking for fights.

"You promised to at least try to be careful."

"I am trying love, I'm not brawling any more.
I will try not to get myself into trouble."

He smiled softly and kissed the top of her head.
She didn't know it but he had stopped going to boxing matches.
He fight to make a little extra money, granted it was against humans so he was never in any danger but he doubted she would of liked him doing it.

"Thank you."

She pressed a chaste kiss to his lips.

"If you come home with any bruises I'm going to poke them just to annoy you." If she annoyed him enough, he'd stop getting bruises to stop her from poking hem. In theory. She'd see if that actually worked in practise.

"Not even been married a week and you already have me on a tight leash, mean woman."

He teased, kissing her back softly as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him.

She stuck her tongue out with a little smile.

"Usually the husband is the one that keeps the wife on the tight leash." Her lip twitched. "We were always a little different, weren't we?"

She nuzzled her nose against his.

Zeke chuckled and shook his head.
"I've never been one for normalcy, I think our relationship works because we are different.
At least life will never be boring."

He said with a grin as he kissed her nose.

He nose wrinkled when he kissed it.

"We're supernatural creatures that shouldn't exist; what is normal about our relationship?"

She bowed her head to kiss his throat. "Agreed. Boring will never happen for us. There'll always be some form of drama going on."

He chuckled when Moe wrinkled up her nose, she was truly adorable at moments like these.

"Oh well, we will just have to settle for a life of excitement."

He purred softly as she kissed his neck, his arms wrapping around her a little tighter.

She stuck her tongue out when her husband chuckled at her.

"Oh dear," she sighed heavily. "How will we cope with that? It'll just be too much for us. Especially you, old man."

She kissed his throat again the giggled softly. "Purring like a kitten again."

Zeke growled and flipped them so he way laying on top of her.
He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Onto this old man business again are we?"

He leaned down and trailed kisses across her throat.

She squeaked softly as they were flipped.

She hadn't expected that.

"Perhaps," she murmured, lips curling into a little grin, arms sliding around his neck, head tilting back slightly to offer more of her throat to him.

Her fingers slid through his hair idly as a low purr rumbled in her chest.

Zeke smirked as she squeaked, she adorable as always.

"Cruel little girl."
He growled softly as he nipped at her neck, cupping her face in his hands as he kissed along her jawline.

She leaned into the warm touch of his hands, eyes sliding shut.

"I'm your cruel little girl."

Her nails scraped over the back of his neck gently before her fingers tangled in his dark hair again.

Zeke shivered softly as her nails scraped down the back of his neck.

"I suppose that makes me your old man then?"

He chuckled and trailed his tongue down her throat, kissing the little dip at the base of her neck.

"Mhmm."

She purred loudly as his tongue ran over her skin.

"Mine," she whispered, tugging at his hair gently.

Zeke growled softly, leaning into the hand that was in his hair.

"All yours." He murmured, biting down softly on flesh just below her ear.
Laving his tongue over the skin softly.

She purred softly, pulling at his hair, pulling him away from her neck.

"I love you," she murmured softly, leaning up to kiss him gently.

Her lips trailed down his neck again, tongue darting out to taste his skin, teeth nipping occasionally.

He gasped softly as she pulled him away from her neck, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.

"I love you too." He kissed her back, his hand running gently across her cheek.

A purr rumbled in his chest as she nipped as his neck, his hands ran to the back of her head, supporting it as he tilted his head for her.

"I love you," she murmured softly against his skin between gentle kisses.

One hand slid from his hair curling around his waist, palm laying flat on the small of his back.

The nails of her other hand ran over the back of his neck again.

He purred contently as his eyes slid shut.
Zeke's body shuddered under her touch, he loved the feel of nails against his skin.

He leaned over and caught her bottom lip in his teeth, biting on it softly.

Her lips curled upwards when she felt her husband shiver.

It really stroked her ego knowing that she could cause such a violent reaction in him with such a small action.

Moe gave a quiet mewl, gazing up at him with half-lidded green eyes when he caught her lip between his teeth.

He growled softly at her, sucking on her lips before letting it go and kissing her again.

Zeke ran his hands down her neck and gazed at her, even if she didn't know it, he found completely captivating.

She returned the growl with a soft purr, hand fisting in his hair.

Moe returned his kiss slowly, tongue trailing over his lower lip gently.

When he pulled away to gaze at her she smiled softly, tongue darting over her lower lip. She disentangled her hand from his hair and brushed her own hair behind an ear.