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[thewolfinside]

Jason sits on the bedroom floor, a stack of boxes by his side. Spread out on the floor in front of him is a piece black crushed velvet, roughly three foot by three foot. The door is shut, but not locked, a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the outside of it.

He opens the first box and pulls out two antique katar blades and a antique Nubian dagger. He smiles while holding the dagger, the smell of old blood still on it. He carefully sets the three blades on the material, then turns to the next box.

Opening it, he finds two Khukuri daggers, along with two smaller knives. He places them on the velvet, continuing though the boxes.

Some of them are normal, functioning, daggers. Others are merely for decorative display. Two of them are replicas.

The last three though, those are for Gabe. A steel katar, a Horus dagger, and a simple Greek dagger.

He looks down at the arrangement before him, occasionally picking one up and looking it over then setting it back down on the material.

"Damn, going to have to buy a locking case now."

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[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Don't move, pup.'

Tones low, distant. "Let it pass. Let your body remember it should have blood.'

Picking up another blade, the small one and moving up onto the bed once more. Bringing the knife in a slashing motion down his arm, the blood welling up quickly, splashing down onto Jason's wounded thigh.

"I could have.. the artery.'

Paling, that need for pain and blood gone in the terror that he could have killed his mate.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Trembles as the blood hits the wound, wanting to tell Gabriel not to waste it, that he would be okay until it hits him that it won't be okay. That Gabriel can't call the munin and that it would take days for him to heal instead of mere minutes.

Shakes his head slowly, fighting to stay awake. Knows that he needs to stay awake.

"Didn't... fine. I'm... fine."

Whimpers again as his stomach rolls, fighting back the urge to vomit as he reaches for Gabriel's hand.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

He knew it wasn't enough. He'd gone too far. Too much. Without a pack, withou...

Leaning up over Jason, eyes going bright gold, seeming to be alive with fire.

"Shift.' The word whispered, brushing his lips to his lover's. Looking sad, almost apologetic. "Shift!"

And with that he pushes. His beast rolling, screaming, crashing into Jason, through him, forcing the wolf to the surface, making him break through the skin.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Closes his eyes as the power hits him, unable to fight it this close to the full moon. Rolls to his side, away from Gabriel, biting back a scream as the pain hits.

It's slow this time, his body exhausted, making it that much worse as the bones split and reform, skin stretching painfully. When it ends, he just lays there panting, not caring where he's at and too tired to move.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Feeling his own beast under the surface. Roaring, screaming in need. But Gabriel held on. Sheer will, sweat glistening on his skin. Teeth elongating, nails to short claws. But he held human form.

Crawling up onto the bed, shaking as he collapsed next to his mate, face burying into the soft, damp fur between Jason's shoulders, inhaling sharply, allowing phantom fur to brush real.. both beast and man purring.