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26. Don't Stop
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Fluid 27. Everything
Quill thrust slowly, his movements deliberate and measured to keep from overwhelming Hawk. His arm wrapped tightly around his waist as he continued. He slid his hand down to stroke Hawk in rhythm with each thrust.The tightness around him left him breathless. He had imagined this moment for so long that it felt surreal to finally be here. Every fantasy he had ever entertained paled in comparison to the reality of Hawk beneath him, their bodies moving in unison.He kept the pace steady. Every thrust was deliberate, every touch meant to draw Hawk deeper into the moment. Quill had been with others, but none of it compared to this. None were Hawk. This was what he had always wanted, what he had always pictured. It was as perfect as he had dreamed, maybe more.Hawk's moans filled the room, guttural and raw. He growled low in his throat, his body writhing beneath Quill's, the rhythm of his hips meeting each thrust. Quill couldn't tear his eyes away from him, couldn't stop watching as Hawk
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Fluid 28. Survive
The next morning, Hawk woke up earlier than he'd planned, sliding carefully out of bed so he didn't wake Quill. He lingered for a second, watching the way Quill sprawled across the sheets, hair messy, skin marked faintly from Hawk's hands and mouth. He shook his head slightly and grabbed a hoodie, slipping it over his bare chest before pulling on a pair of joggers.The walk to the gym felt strange after days of avoiding it. His focus had been entirely on Quill, on breaking down years of stress and finally figuring out what it meant to start something real together. Now, standing in front of the glass doors, Hawk exhaled and pushed them open.The space smelled faintly of sweat and beach. Equipment sat out of place, mats rolled halfway or not at all. He frowned, moving further inside, but his confusion disappeared when he spotted Lilly. She stood near the squat rack, a rag in one hand and a spray bottle in the other, scrubbing down the bar with deliberate effort."Lilly," Hawk called,
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Fluid 29. Last Time
Quill wiped down the machine and glanced at the girl's wrist again. The small infinity symbol was clean against her skin, as precise as it was forgettable. Eighty-four of these. He'd counted."You're good to go," he muttered, tugging the gloves off.She beamed at him, rattling off something about how much she loved it, but Quill barely listened. He finished cleaning up his station, nodded as she handed over cash, and ushered her toward the door. The bell chimed faintly as it swung shut behind her.The door opened minutes later. "Quill."Quill stiffened. He turned slowly. Herc Matthews stood near the counter, grinning in a way that was both familiar and disarming. Herc always managed to look comfortable, like he was born to be wherever he happened to be at the time, and make people notice in the process. Tall, broad, scarred, and annoyingly handsome. His mismatched eyes...one brown, one striking blue... locked onto Quill.He'd always looked at Quill that way. Like he never wanted to st
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Fluid 30. Stop
Quill pressed the final line of ink into Herc's skin. He wiped the design clean, examining the smooth curve of the tattoo as it wrapped perfectly over the scar along Herc's lower stomach."Done," he muttered, setting the machine down and reaching for a cloth.Herc tilted his head, glancing down at the fresh ink. "Looks good. Like always."Quill didn't respond. He wiped away the blood and excess ink, then cleaned up the rest. "I think this is the last one," Quill said abruptly as he tossed the stained cloth into the tray.Herc frowned, sitting up carefully. "What do you mean?"Quill pulled off his gloves, turning toward the counter to clean his tools. "I'll send you to someone else to finish the rest. I can recommend a couple good artists."The chair creaked as Herc stood. "So, that's it? I don't get a choice in this?"Quill's shoulders stiffened slightly, but he kept his back turned. "It's probably for the best.""Best for who?" Herc shot back.Quill didn't answer. Herc pulled his sh
Last Updated : 2024-12-18Fluid 31. Planted A Seed
Quill paused, his hands steady as the needle hummed faintly against Hawk's ribs. The design was coming together smoothly, but he could feel the tension radiating off Hawk, his breathing still too heavy. Quill shut off the machine before leaning in.His lips brushed lightly against Hawk's. "I have always loved you. Stop doubting that."Hawk blinked, his breathing slowing slightly. "I know… but did you love him? Did you? You two were always so...""Stop," Quill interrupted sharply, cutting him off before the spiral could start. He grabbed a clean cloth and pressed it gently against Hawk's side. "You're already breathing too heavy for me to work."Hawk didn't say anything at first, but his shoulders still rose and fell unevenly. Quill sighed, setting the machine down and shifting until he straddled Hawk in the chair. He kept the cloth pressed against Hawk's ribs.Hawk groaned dramatically. "Get off me. You're gonna break the damn chair."Quill smirked faintly, leaning closer until their
Last Updated : 2024-12-18Fluid 32. About You
Lilly hesitated as she stepped into the dimly lit back room of Fluid. The air felt heavier here, carrying a faint tang of alcohol mixed with the metallic scent of old paint. Quill's boots clicked softly against the scuffed floor as he locked the door behind them. She cast him a sidelong glance, suspicion creeping in like an itch she couldn't scratch. Across the room, Hawk leaned against the wall, his arms crossed tight over his chest. Even in the shadows, the set of his jaw screamed tension."Well? What's the big reveal?"Quill shifted his weight. He exchanged a look with Hawk before taking a sharp breath. "We're werewolves."Lilly blinked once. Then twice. Finally, she snorted."Werewolves?" She smirked. "Good one. So what's the real secret?"Hawk groaned. "He's not joking."She stopped moving, and the smile slowly disappeared. She quickly looked back and forth between them. "You're serious."Quill nodded. "Dead serious."Hawk rolled his shoulders. "Alpha males, if you want the full
Last Updated : 2024-12-20Fluid 33. The Fun Part
The small apartment above the businesses felt oppressive that night, the usual hum of comfort replaced by the weight of anticipation. Quill stood in front of the mirror, tugging at his tie with mounting frustration. The fabric twisted and wrinkled in his hands, refusing to cooperate. He threw it down on the dresser with a sharp exhale, leaning on the edge with his palms. The reflection staring back at him didn't look like him. The suit, pristine and tailored, felt like an ill-fitting costume for a role he didn't want to play."This is stupid," he muttered, brushing his hair back before it flopped forward again. "I look like I'm auditioning for a bank job."Hawk didn't answer immediately. He was sprawled on the couch, one ankle resting on his knee, a half-full whiskey tumbler balanced in his hand. His own suit fit perfectly, the sharp lines complimenting his frame, and somehow, he looked both at ease and like he didn't belong there either."You don't look like a banker," Hawk said eve
Last Updated : 2024-12-23Fluid 34. Why I Am
The office felt stifling as Quill and Hawk focused on the grainy security feed. The static shimmered faintly, but it didn't obscure the image of their fathers marching toward the gallery entrance like they were the ones who owned the place. Quill leaned closer."They're here," he muttered, tightening his grip on the edge of the desk.Hawk stood motionless behind Lilly's chair, his eyes locked on the screen. "I told you they'd show. Even if they were fighting, I knew they would show."Quill rubbed his temple, exhaling sharply. "I can't believe they are acting like we wouldn't know they did any of this. Really? Do they really think we are that naive?" Hawk rolled his eyes and leaned against Quill. "No, they think they scared us enough it wouldn't come up. That we wouldn't dare go near something like this." Quill leaned back against him and allowed the contact to calm them both for a second. "Or each other." Lilly leaned casually against the filing cabinet nearby, watching the screen
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Fluid 59. Distracting
The gym stayed dark, lights off since Lily shut it down a week ago. No music. No neon signs humming above the door. They stayed toward the back where shadows kept the windows from showing too much. Hawk liked it that way. Quiet, hidden. Less chance someone would knock or worse, walk in uninvited.Hawk moved through his reps like he wanted the weights to regret being made. He grunted with each lift. Quill stayed close, counting under his breath, keeping Hawk going while failing at resisting the urge to tease him. "You really think a bench press is gonna fix this horny rage spiral?"Hawk didn't answer. Just gritted his teeth and kept moving."Because spoiler," Quill added, "it's not."Another set. More sweat. Hawk dropped the bar harder than necessary into the rack and sat up with a scowl. "You said to work it out.""I said distract yourself, not try to rearrange the equipment by force."Hawk reached for the towel on the bench and wiped it across his face without looking at him. His bod
Fluid 58. Inside You
Hawk rose up and aligned himself. He pressed forward slowly, nudging against where Quill wanted him most. The contact made them both still. Hawk lingered there, breathing hard, fighting the instinct to push in too fast. He looked down at Quill like he was trying to memorize him before losing control and breaking him. Quill grabbed his hips. "Don't stop. Fuck me. Now. You're not going to hurt me. I'm Alpha too, remember?"So much for control. That instinct Hawk had been wrestling with surged up fast and took over like it had just been waiting for an opening. For permission.He slammed in with one powerful thrust. Quill's mouth fell open as a growl ripped up from his chest. Hawk paused just long enough to feel how deep he was. He throbbed inside him. Quill clenched around him as he adjusted to the fullness. Then Hawk moved. Deep. Fast. Merciless.His body slammed into Quill, rhythm brutal and unrelenting. Sweat dripped from his temple as he leaned up, bracing himself for more force. Qu
Fluid 57. In Front Of Him
The apartment door barely clicked shut before Hawk shoved Quill against it. Quill's back hit the wood hard enough to shake the frame. He kissed him roughly, all hunger and urgency. Tongues slid together. Teeth scraped lips. Breath mingled.Clothes tore. Hawk's shirt ripped open, buttons scattering. Quill shoved the ruined fabric off his broad shoulders. Hawk dragged his sweatpants down roughly, freeing him entirely. He gripped Quill's cock as he rolled his shoulders and growled softly. Quill gasped sharply. His hips jerked forward into Hawk's calloused hand. Hawk squeezed, stroking hard and fast until Quill groaned, loud and rough, unable to hold back.He started clawing at Hawk's waistband, yanking the material down. Hawk's erection pressed hot and heavy against his hip. Their bodies slid together, cocks rubbing. Both were already slick from sweat, their bodies flushed and burning from how fast everything escalated. That desperate friction made them both shiver.They staggered down
Fluid 56. I'm Not Asking Permission
Lily stared at him. Then at Quill. Then down at the floor like the answer might be hidden in the blood they hadn't finished scrubbing.Quill finally laughed under his breath. "We've had sex before we were anything, really. At least out loud. It didn't feel like this."Hawk nodded. "It wasn't this before."Quill let his eyes drop, then lifted them back to Hawk. "No. It wasn't."Lily stepped back, folding her arms tight over her chest. "So now what?"Hawk exhaled hard. "I don't know."Quill ran a hand down Hawk's side, sliding it beneath the hem of his shirt and holding it there. "It's not going away."Hawk nodded once, eyes still on him. "No. It's not."Quill kept his hand right where it was. "Feels worse when I try to ignore it."Hawk looked down at him, breathing unevenly now. "Feels better when you touch me."Quill didn't hesitate. His thumb moved against Hawk's ribs. "I always want to touch you."Hawk smiled faintly. "Good."He pulled Quill closer again. No kiss this time. He just
Fluid 55. Says No
The mop handle smacked into Quill's shin for the third time. Hawk stepped in beside him. "You're doing it wrong."Quill didn't look up. He swirled the mop in a wide circle, pushing dried blood off the tile like it had personally offended him. "There's no wrong way to clean old delta gore off a floor. How many did you kill again?"Hawk hovered near the bucket. "Several. You're using too much pressure."Quill twisted toward him. "Then you do it."Hawk leaned against the wall. "I did. The whole front half. I'm done."Quill sloshed the mop into the bucket and flicked water toward him with a smirk. "You just rushed so you could come watch me like a... well, a Hawk." Hawk stepped back with a grin and a wet splotch forming on his borrowed shirt. It was Quill's, loose around the shoulders. The collar slipped off one side. The hem had ridden up. Quill's eyes followed it and stayed there too long.Hawk tilted his head. "Keep looking. We'll end up on the floor again."Quill winked. "Promise?"H
Fluid 54. Without Shaking
He braced both hands to Hawk's thighs and let his mouth drag over a scar not yet faded. Hawk shivered. Quill dropped to his knees and took Hawk deep on the first stroke. No teasing. No slow buildup. He opened his mouth wide and worked him in, inch by inch until Hawk hit the back of his throat.The sound Hawk made was low and half-broken. It bounced off the bathroom tile and curled under Quill's skin. His hips jerked, instinct kicking in before he caught himself. He reached for Quill's hair and gripped hard. Not to guide him, not to hold him still, just to feel him. Just to stay connected. Quill growled softly.He adjusted his angle, jaw slack, tongue pressed flat. He pulled back just enough to catch his breath, then drove forward again. Quill's left hand braced against the wall. The right slid under Hawk's body and curled around him from behind, fingers gliding between his legs. He didn't hesitate. He worked him open with the same rhythm as his mouth. Slow at first, then deeper.Ha
Fluid 53. Suits You
"I don't want to be your Alpha."Quill shifted just enough to look up.The bond vibrated with confusion first. Then panic. Not doubt. Not hesitation. Real fear. It clawed under his skin, fast and brutal. It felt like a rejection without warning. Hawk felt it instantly. He swore under his breath. "That's not what I meant."Quill just tilted his head at him. Hawk sat up, drew a breath through his nose, and let it out slowly. Blood still marked his skin. The bruises hadn't totally vanished yet. Yet, the bond kept humming underneath, pulling at everything. Healing what was broken. He could feel it, and it had nothing to do with Quill submitting to him. "I just don't want that dynamic. I don't want you under me. I want you with me. Equal. My Alpha too, if you will."Quill blinked, then started to smirk. "That some new-age progressive werewolf shit? I wonder how the council will react."Hawk fought off wanting to roll his eyes. "You're laughing, but I'm serious.""I'm not." He leaned in c
Fluid 52. Be Your Alpha
The room stayed dark. Sealed shut. Blacklights hummed low and steady above them, casting everything in bruised violet. No windows, no clocks. It could've been midnight. It could've been noon. Time didn't reach in here.Quill moved first. He tried to stretch his legs, but his muscles pulled tight. His joints ached from staying twisted up in the same position too long. His muscles protested. He blinked against the dark, vision still blurry, and forced in a deep breath. The soreness had changed. No longer jagged. Now it was just a steady throb, sunk deep into tendons and spine.Hawk shifted beside him. Bare skin dragged against his ribs. Warm. Solid. He didn't move far. Didn't pull away. Their legs stayed tangled. One arm rested across Quill's stomach.It should've felt peaceful.There was a sharp and sudden commotion near the door. Plastic or cardboard. Something scraping against metal.Quill flinched. Hawk shot upright.Lily stood in the doorway holding two paper bags and a cardboard t
Fluid 51. I Want More
The forest closed in. Every branch scraped open skin. Every root waited to catch an ankle. Quill kept one arm tight around Hawk's ribs, and Hawk leaned in harder with each step. Their legs didn't move so much as drag forward, shredded by gravel and stiff from the shift. Nothing in them worked right. Nothing had settled yet.They didn't speak. The path to the edge of Hawk's land tilted in and out of view, soft with fog, harsh with light, never still. Every breath hurt. Talking would've meant letting go.The sound came fast. Branches cracking. Leaves scattering. Footfalls too heavy, too reckless. Human.Quill tensed. Hawk lifted his head.Then Lily appeared, tearing down the slope with both arms out like she'd fight the trees if she had to. Dirt streaked her jeans. Her jacket flapped open. Hair tangled across her face, caught in the brush she didn't bother to avoid."I've been screaming your names for two hours!" Her voice cracked. "Two! I thought you were dead. I thought one of you ki
