Monika didn’t know Jones very well but she was starting to realise that neither did Rose or Sam. Not the Jones Allen knew. None of them had been especially surprised at Jia berating Allen but the two of them were shocked at how Jones had. From what she had seen, she didn’t feel like she wanted to know him better. Not like this.
Jones leaned down and picked up the training sticks from the ground. Allen was still staring at the floor like it was the most important thing in the world. Monika felt her heart jumping in her chest, her imagination running wild with possibilities and she reached out to grip Sebestian hand again.
Jones handed Allen one of the sticks and moved away from the wall, Allen following him.
“Get it up,” he told his son, nodding to the staff. “Fix your position.”
As soon as Allen did, Jones moved. It took one well placed hit and the st
Jones was gone, the room looked a lot darker than it had before and Allen looked old again. Not as old as he was now but definitely when they rescue him. He was in the corner of the room rhythmically punching a punching bag. His training clothes stuck to him, his hair dripped sweat, and his movements looked sloppy and exhausted.FamiliarThis was certainly something Sam had seen before, many times in fact. He hadn’t seen it in a while, not since Allen and Sebestian got together and Sebestian began his unyielding campaign to get Allen to relax. He was still prone to overwork and over train but not nearly as bad. Even if he’d seen it many times, the recent things he’d experienced in Allen mind only made Sam loathe the sight of his brother trying so hard.For a moment, they all watched Allen go at it without much reaction. It took a few seconds before Sam actually noticed
It took Sebestian eyes a second to adjust to the new environment. Perhaps he shouldn't have been as shocked as he was when he recognised his own home but to be fair the loft looked... bright .He didn't know if he'd gotten way too used to all the greyness or if maybe he wasn't remembering correctly even though it hadn't been that long since he was home, but the loft looked more colourful than it had ever before. Every single thing looked so bright and every colour popped and the lights were so warm. There was something so inviting and comforting that he'd never noticed, not in this way. Sebestian liked to redecorate every once in a while, he liked colour and patterns and different styles but he'd never looked at his loft in this particular lighting.It looked exactly how it was this day and yet so much more.He only had a moment to process all of this before the world seemingly exploded.The memories in the pack house had all been grey and contained
Sebestian could never have controlled himself as his eyes immediately drifted to the stairs that led up to the roof. His heart, that had felt so filled with emotion a moment earlier, now started hammering in his chest.The effect wasn't immediate but it was obvious. The memories around them started to play out in full and then vanished away one by one. The chaos died down, slowly, until it was just the four of them standing there. The other three looked at him with puzzled expressions, each taking their time to process and follow his gaze. Each getting their own look of realisation, pain and panic.He felt bad for them, all of them including himself. It was like getting a bucket of ice water dumped on you when you finally got warm under the sun.The house looked the same, still bright and colourful and inviting. Places weren't bad, Sebestian knew, and Allen loved their home deeply.
--Sebestian felt a bit like he was falling.He knew it was the pull of the magic dragging him out of Allen mind and back into his own body but it felt more like free falling. He was completely disoriented. Before his eyes could blink open, he felt his feet on the floor and his legs giving out under him. There were arms around him, someone's hair tickling his face. He opened his eyes, feeling his glamour fall and looked up at whoever had kept him from crashing to the ground."Monika?" he mumbled, his voice was a tired wreck. By the look on her face, he must have looked it too."Hey, Sebestian, thanks for the hours of anxious waiting. It does wonders for my skin."Her voice was playful but by the way she looked at him, he knew it was the truth."Hours?" Rose disoriented voice spoke up beside him.He looked aroun
Four Year's later:-Both Sebestian and Allen are mated now, Sebestian didn't waste any time but mate with Allen after everything. He even make sure to settled his and Pink matter.He transfer Pink to another pack. As much as he love his pack and want to care about everyone. Sebestian don't want anyone mess with his mate head.Everything is going well his and Allen realtionship is getting even more better day by day."So what do you want to drink?" May asked from across the bar, "Anything with enough alcohol, to make me forget that I'm actually doing this" Sebestian replied looking sulky and moody scrunching his face up. "Got just the thing" May called, moving to the other end of the bar, "Make it two" Sam called after her. "Three" chimed in Simon, both of them looking a lot more cheerful compared to Sebestian, who hasn't smiled or laughed or been in any way pleasant with anyone since th
"Sebestian... Sebestian are you okay?!" Rose voice draw him back to the group and to where he was, he stared at his sister his eyes a little wide, "What?!" Was all he could respond not actually hearing any of her question. "I said are... Are you okay?... You've gone a little red""What?... Yeah I'm fine... I just... It's just the liquor" Sebestian could feel himself begin to harden under his jeans and he lowered himself back into his chair hiding the fact that his own imagination was turning him on to no end, resting his head on his hand to help hide the slight blush he had as he sunk back down quite clearly trying to mask what he was thinking about, Rose knew better though and just raised an eyebrow at him. It all changed in a matter of seconds though when Sebestian saw a man run his hand up Allen arm, laughing as he whispered onto Allen ear. "WHAT THE FUCK!..." Sebestian rose from his seat, "DID YOU!... Did you just see that?!?!" The group all turned confused
Allen pulled Sebestian by his hand through the back doors of the club into the ally before opening up a door and stepping through it dragging Sebestian with him, Allen isn't sure why he ended up just outside the door front door, but he put it down to him probably not having complete focus. He let go of Sebestian hand as he opened the door and began to stride into his lounge, he was half way there before he realised Sebestian wasn't following him, he turned back to the door "Won't you come in..." Allen gestured with his hand, Sebestian pushed past him not saying a word and headed for the lounge, Allen closed the door softly before heading to join Sebestian. "Sebestian? Please... Are you still upset by that man in club?... I told you, it was nothing for me" He brought his hands around Sebestian stomach and clasped them together "I would much prefer to hear more about your fantasy" Allen began to place light kisses to Sebestian back. Sebestian grabbed his hands and unclasped them from
"Sebestian please..." Allen didn't really know what he was begging for, probably just for Sebestian, his touch, his cock, all of him "Patience... Isn't that what you're always telling me, huh?!? Patience?!" Allen could practically hear the smirk in his voice, he was always telling Sebestian to be patient and that waiting for the pleasure would always be worth it, but this, Allen wasn't sure this was fair he had never been this brutal to Sebestian before. He whimpered some more under Sebestian and nodded, he was trying so hard to be good, so good. Sebestian ran his hands back over Allen body trailing his fingers over every curve and dip in his honey coloured skin, trailing his lip over to follow, Allen closed his eyes as he tried to control his breathing, Sebestian spread his hand over Allen' ass and spread him open again, the familiar sound of the lube cap flipping open sent another shiver down Allen spine.He was preparing himself for the cold sensation of lube
"Sebestian please..." Allen didn't really know what he was begging for, probably just for Sebestian, his touch, his cock, all of him "Patience... Isn't that what you're always telling me, huh?!? Patience?!" Allen could practically hear the smirk in his voice, he was always telling Sebestian to be patient and that waiting for the pleasure would always be worth it, but this, Allen wasn't sure this was fair he had never been this brutal to Sebestian before. He whimpered some more under Sebestian and nodded, he was trying so hard to be good, so good. Sebestian ran his hands back over Allen body trailing his fingers over every curve and dip in his honey coloured skin, trailing his lip over to follow, Allen closed his eyes as he tried to control his breathing, Sebestian spread his hand over Allen' ass and spread him open again, the familiar sound of the lube cap flipping open sent another shiver down Allen spine.He was preparing himself for the cold sensation of lube
Allen pulled Sebestian by his hand through the back doors of the club into the ally before opening up a door and stepping through it dragging Sebestian with him, Allen isn't sure why he ended up just outside the door front door, but he put it down to him probably not having complete focus. He let go of Sebestian hand as he opened the door and began to stride into his lounge, he was half way there before he realised Sebestian wasn't following him, he turned back to the door "Won't you come in..." Allen gestured with his hand, Sebestian pushed past him not saying a word and headed for the lounge, Allen closed the door softly before heading to join Sebestian. "Sebestian? Please... Are you still upset by that man in club?... I told you, it was nothing for me" He brought his hands around Sebestian stomach and clasped them together "I would much prefer to hear more about your fantasy" Allen began to place light kisses to Sebestian back. Sebestian grabbed his hands and unclasped them from
"Sebestian... Sebestian are you okay?!" Rose voice draw him back to the group and to where he was, he stared at his sister his eyes a little wide, "What?!" Was all he could respond not actually hearing any of her question. "I said are... Are you okay?... You've gone a little red""What?... Yeah I'm fine... I just... It's just the liquor" Sebestian could feel himself begin to harden under his jeans and he lowered himself back into his chair hiding the fact that his own imagination was turning him on to no end, resting his head on his hand to help hide the slight blush he had as he sunk back down quite clearly trying to mask what he was thinking about, Rose knew better though and just raised an eyebrow at him. It all changed in a matter of seconds though when Sebestian saw a man run his hand up Allen arm, laughing as he whispered onto Allen ear. "WHAT THE FUCK!..." Sebestian rose from his seat, "DID YOU!... Did you just see that?!?!" The group all turned confused
Four Year's later:-Both Sebestian and Allen are mated now, Sebestian didn't waste any time but mate with Allen after everything. He even make sure to settled his and Pink matter.He transfer Pink to another pack. As much as he love his pack and want to care about everyone. Sebestian don't want anyone mess with his mate head.Everything is going well his and Allen realtionship is getting even more better day by day."So what do you want to drink?" May asked from across the bar, "Anything with enough alcohol, to make me forget that I'm actually doing this" Sebestian replied looking sulky and moody scrunching his face up. "Got just the thing" May called, moving to the other end of the bar, "Make it two" Sam called after her. "Three" chimed in Simon, both of them looking a lot more cheerful compared to Sebestian, who hasn't smiled or laughed or been in any way pleasant with anyone since th
--Sebestian felt a bit like he was falling.He knew it was the pull of the magic dragging him out of Allen mind and back into his own body but it felt more like free falling. He was completely disoriented. Before his eyes could blink open, he felt his feet on the floor and his legs giving out under him. There were arms around him, someone's hair tickling his face. He opened his eyes, feeling his glamour fall and looked up at whoever had kept him from crashing to the ground."Monika?" he mumbled, his voice was a tired wreck. By the look on her face, he must have looked it too."Hey, Sebestian, thanks for the hours of anxious waiting. It does wonders for my skin."Her voice was playful but by the way she looked at him, he knew it was the truth."Hours?" Rose disoriented voice spoke up beside him.He looked aroun
Sebestian could never have controlled himself as his eyes immediately drifted to the stairs that led up to the roof. His heart, that had felt so filled with emotion a moment earlier, now started hammering in his chest.The effect wasn't immediate but it was obvious. The memories around them started to play out in full and then vanished away one by one. The chaos died down, slowly, until it was just the four of them standing there. The other three looked at him with puzzled expressions, each taking their time to process and follow his gaze. Each getting their own look of realisation, pain and panic.He felt bad for them, all of them including himself. It was like getting a bucket of ice water dumped on you when you finally got warm under the sun.The house looked the same, still bright and colourful and inviting. Places weren't bad, Sebestian knew, and Allen loved their home deeply.
It took Sebestian eyes a second to adjust to the new environment. Perhaps he shouldn't have been as shocked as he was when he recognised his own home but to be fair the loft looked... bright .He didn't know if he'd gotten way too used to all the greyness or if maybe he wasn't remembering correctly even though it hadn't been that long since he was home, but the loft looked more colourful than it had ever before. Every single thing looked so bright and every colour popped and the lights were so warm. There was something so inviting and comforting that he'd never noticed, not in this way. Sebestian liked to redecorate every once in a while, he liked colour and patterns and different styles but he'd never looked at his loft in this particular lighting.It looked exactly how it was this day and yet so much more.He only had a moment to process all of this before the world seemingly exploded.The memories in the pack house had all been grey and contained
Jones was gone, the room looked a lot darker than it had before and Allen looked old again. Not as old as he was now but definitely when they rescue him. He was in the corner of the room rhythmically punching a punching bag. His training clothes stuck to him, his hair dripped sweat, and his movements looked sloppy and exhausted.FamiliarThis was certainly something Sam had seen before, many times in fact. He hadn’t seen it in a while, not since Allen and Sebestian got together and Sebestian began his unyielding campaign to get Allen to relax. He was still prone to overwork and over train but not nearly as bad. Even if he’d seen it many times, the recent things he’d experienced in Allen mind only made Sam loathe the sight of his brother trying so hard.For a moment, they all watched Allen go at it without much reaction. It took a few seconds before Sam actually noticed
Monika didn’t know Jones very well but she was starting to realise that neither did Rose or Sam. Not the Jones Allen knew. None of them had been especially surprised at Jia berating Allen but the two of them were shocked at how Jones had. From what she had seen, she didn’t feel like she wanted to know him better. Not like this.Jones leaned down and picked up the training sticks from the ground. Allen was still staring at the floor like it was the most important thing in the world. Monika felt her heart jumping in her chest, her imagination running wild with possibilities and she reached out to grip Sebestian hand again.Jones handed Allen one of the sticks and moved away from the wall, Allen following him.“Get it up,” he told his son, nodding to the staff. “Fix your position.”As soon as Allen did, Jones moved. It took one well placed hit and the st