Alone

<font color='#32CD32'>My house is the on that is the closest to where we stand. Just there.

    He pointed to his own house and the lack of inviting light that was almost always burning when he got home. Its not like he ever rememberd to quench his fiers.

thes!

    He said aloud as he rememberd the fier he had started on the beach. he would have to run back if he didn't want the entier forest to burn to the ground. How stupid could he be? he asked himself again knowing that one day his forgetfulness is going to kill him.

I've got to run  back to the beach real quick. Ruen, was it, could you help Wrathea down to my house. It's not to much farther. That one just over there.

    He pointed again as he let Wrathea slide off his sholder. He started running back into the forest and then called back to them.

I'll be back in no time, make your selfs at home</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Ruen sighed as he walked over to the injured male dragon.  He placed him upon his back and blushed, being in an odd position.  Ruen was rather strong for a dragon.  His wing moved out of the way as the dragon was on top of him.  He looked over to Moonbrook and blushed smiling at her, trying her best to help out in anyway that she could.  Ruen looked at the nearest house which was still far.  He sighed once more and walked down the long path.  He couldn't stop looking at Moonbrook.  

You are very beautiful, you know...

His face was burning from blushing so much.  He began to sweat.  The cold was stabbing him hard.  He wasn't sure how much longer he could hold on to the male.  He finally made his way down the path to Demshi's home.  It was a small ordanary home made from wood and straw.  It was very nice and neat looking.  He walked into the home, and set Wrathia on a bed, he was ontop of the male.  He blushed as his hand brushed against his chest as he tried to get up.  He found himself quite excited and looked to the door to see Demshi standing there, alittle out of breath.

That didn't take you long at all.

occ: Lol, I don't know what to do!</font>

 

<font color='#8D38C9'>As Ruen laid his body on the bed, Wrathea felt his face grow hot with warmth, "none taken in the least, hopefully more of my weight is muscle then fat!" he flexed his large biceps as he reached down to the wooden floor and tried to reach the blanket that lay beneath the bed, struggling, running his sensitive fingers over the floor boards.

Suddenly a sharp pain existed in his paw. He jerked up quickly, "Ouch! Damn, I have a sliver." sucking on his wound he looked across the room at Ruen and Moonbrook, it was apparent that he liked her, and it made him feel rather oddly defensive. Holding back a sharp question he looked to the ceiling and counted to five. What now? Wrathea asked himself, how could he knock that Ruen dude from one end of the room to the other if he was indisposed in a short cold bed? As he felt like doing, watching as Ruen got Moonbrook water from the outside pump. But then why did he want to? That was a tougher question. Now what to do?

"could someone get that blanket for me?" Wrathea pointed to the one at the far end of the room that could be seen coming half out from a very large heavy looking chest, that would most likley be extreamly hard to open with only one 'dragon, "I also need some water from the pump." he grinned sheepishly once again looking straight at Ruen, indicating that he should do these things.</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>I'll get the blankets if you get the water. We all will need some before the night is over.

   He spoke to Ruen as he walked twards his closet and opend it slowly. Tonight had been an eventful one and he had made some new... hopefully friends although they would probably dislike him soon enough if he didn't learn to control his emotions. Especialy lust. He took down four blankets. That was all he had and liad one on top of Wrathea and handed the others to the ones who would be using them.

You can take the bed Moonbrook. I'm fine with the floor. But i will be out for a bit. I will return soon no worries.

    He left the room small one room house telling the others he would be back soon. He let his legs wander. They where a bit tired from all the running of the night, however he had not yet taken his strole for the eve'. He let the gentle wind rustle his fur as he bounded across the field until his weriness became overwhelming. So he lay in the tall grass staring at the stars, the moon was a cresent and was shinging brightly as if it wanted to be seen more then anything. Demshi rolled over smelling the soft grass benith him. What a wonderous night, he thought.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Ruen sighed and got the water and brought it inside in a wooden bucket.  He whiped his forehead with a damp towel and looked to Moonbrook, then Wrathea. He sighed once more and took a small drink from the bucket.  Ruen began digging through the cabnets, looking for a glass.  He dipped the glass into the cool water and braught it to Wrathea.  He felt nagative vibes from him, was he homophobic? He noticed Demshi was gone for awhile.  

I'll be back. I am going to look for Demshi.

With that, Ruen walked out of the room to search for Demshi.  Everything was dark and a bluish-grey tint.  He smelled the air to catch Demshi's sweet sent.  He smiled and followed it to a feild and found Demshi laying on the ground.  He made his way over to him.  His head lay low, his wing was spread.  He slyly made his way next to him and rubbed his face against Demshi's.  His fur was warm and soft.  He blushed, what if Demshi was homophobic as well? What would he do? Would he tell the others that he had tried to sleep with him? It didn't madder, Ruen started licking his cheek and down his chest.  He looked to Demshi, his face flushed as Demshi's eyes began to open.</font>

 

<font color='#8D38C9'>Wrathea sighed with relief when Ruen finally went, now he had Moonbrook all to him self, for friendly company of course...Wrathea sighed again and just settled down into the covers. He looked over at the more beautiful then average female. There was something about her that attracted him instantly. Suddenly he could hear near the fires glow a loud snoring, and then he realized this must be Moonbrook. She was all slumped over and dozing with a slim paw over her muzzle. She looked so at peace, loved bye a hateful world.

    Why was he attracted again? He had to get to the bottom of thisÂ… tomorrow... Slowly turning on his side he looked out the window, seeing Ruen crossing the fields towards a small figure that must have been Demshi. Wrathea sighed this time in contentment, the fire was beautifully warm. He closed his eyes. Then opened them to find Ruen now on top of Demshi, unsurprisingly. He knew something was odd about both of them, yet it made him happy, now Moonbrook was his...and then on that strangely happy thought, he drifted off to sleep.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>occ: Haha! @  He closed his eyes. Then opened them to find Ruen now on top of Demshi, unsurprisingly. He knew something was odd about both of them.   XD!!! Yeah I need Julia to Reply >_> Dum de dum dum dum... <_<</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>OCC: I love this!!!! XD

    Demshi opened his eyes and frowned he was staring into Ruen's eyes. Ruen was on top of him. He flinched in surprise but didn't move from beneath the strong form. Wow, he thought, what a night. He lifted his head from the grass and kissed him on an impulse letting his lip caress that of Ruen's. Demshi let his long tongue run over the soft lip and part them slowly and wandering inside. He found RuenÂ’s tongue immediately and gently ran his own along it moving farther into his mouth. He then let his own head fall, their lips parting.

Hello

    He said looking deeply into the eyes of the form in front of him. He waited for a response and when none came he blushed and began to mumble apologies and tried to move from his position beneath but Ruen didnÂ’t move witch made it much harder for Demshi to get away from this embarrassing moment then he stopped and looked once again at the form above him.

IÂ… IÂ’m sorry, IÂ… I donÂ’t knowÂ… Why are you here?

    He asked staring straight into RuenÂ’s eyes and saw compassion there.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Ruen was frozen, he was impressed by the way Demshi had kissed, but realizing that he had just ment this Demshi character moments before this moment now made him ponder the reason why he was on top of Demshi, why he was restraining him to move away.  For one, he was shocked by the way Demshi had kissed him.  Two, he was quite good at kissing him.  He looked around, his eyes dazzled as he watched Demshi's nerves move around his body, he was watching every single pulse and flinch he made.  Observing it made him hungry to get inside of him.  He licked his lips and kissed Demshi once more,  with out tongue,  then slowly opening his mouth to let Demshi's tongue fall into his.  Ruen let the kiss break and fell beside him, moths scattered from where he fell, escaping his body pressure.

I came to get you.  You have been out here for a while.  

Ruen looked up into the night sky.  He let himself up and walked away from Demshi, as if nothing had happened.  His way with men was to play cool, besides, he was more interested in what games Moonbrook would be holding for him.  With that, he made his way into the house to find Wrathea laying on the bed.  Ruen could tell that he was bothered with what he saw.  

Don't mind that.  I like male and female, you shouldn't worry, you will have someone to fight over Moonbrook.

Ruen smiled as he walked towards the bed and sat himself down. Besides, I am more interested in fighting than easily having my way.  I hate just getting my meal and not killing for it.  Ruen crossed his legs,  his hands folded into his lap.  He looked over to Wrathea.  He had a smirk across his face.  He let his tongue slither across his lips, not allowing his eyes to blink.  How he thirsted for Wrathea's blood in victory.

occ: Sorry that Ruen is being an ass Julia ;\</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>Demshi didn't move he just watched the form of Ruen desend the hill and return to his home. He looked into the night sky once again letting his head fall to the ground. What the hell was he thinking. He didn't even want Ruen. Wrathea... his mind wandered and came to the thought of him. The stars twinkled optimisticly above him. This was going to haunt him he knew it. he stood and fallowed the path that Ruen had left in the grass. How could he have done that. Could he not keep his lust in check when he maybe might actualy feel something real for some one with out messing it up.
    He came upon the open door of his home and steped in, closing it behind him. All three of the others had mad up their beds and where starting to nod off. He found an empty corner of the one room house and curled up into ball as small as he could and let his lids droop utill he was surounded by darkness and then sleep came.

    In the morning Demshi awoke to the sounds of the others rhythmic breathing. He had slept well and was refreshed. He stood slowly streching the cramps out of his back and walked out of the house. I might as well surprize them with breakfast, he thought and made his way down the street to the local market. It seemed every one was already awake and the sounds of the market filled his ears as he moved though the crowd.
    When he had goten everything he needed he started back to his home. No one stoped him in the streets, he didn't like this town much. He was thinking of moving again but... he would wait a while. When he returned no one had woken so he just started to prepare the food on his small oven in the corner.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Ruen's feet and mouth twitched as his loud snoring poured itself out into the small dimmed room, slightly lit by the small fire.  He turned to his side and began to drool slightly, he snorted jently then opened his eyes to find himself nearly drowning in a puddle of his own saliva.  Sitting up, he whiped every last drop off his chin and looked around, hoping no one noticed the dripping substance from before.  He kept whiping his mouth, the feeling of something was still there bothered him.  His eyes met Wrathea and Moonbrook behind him, Ruen sighed and watched as they cuddled eachother softly as they both lightly snored.  He groaned and stood up.

It was the middle of the night, he decided it would be a good idea to go for a walk. The stars were sheilded by dark and heavy clouds that were slowly devouring the night sky.  He held himself tightly as the cold started nipping at his skin.  He made his way to a forest and walked into it.  He pulled himself on a heavy branch about a mile or so deep into the forest, tired from walking, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber, wondering what Demshi was up and about doing, he started to see visions, dreams, and wandered off into them.

occ: Leah! How is Hawaii? n.n;;</font>

 

<font color='#728FCE'>Wrathea couldn't see Ruen over his shoulder but he could feel the heat of his gaze on his back. Great, just great. So he was a sadistic bastard? Wrathea sighed again, feeling a warmth rise up his skin. He then decided to ignore him, at least, until the time came. His words floated in his mind,
you will have someone to fight over Moonbrook.
He shuddered, remembering the rest of his words.
Besides, I am more interested in fighting than easily having my way.  I hate just getting my meal and not killing for It. on this he drifted off to sleep, knowing there would be nightmares awaiting him.

When Wrathea woke, it was near dawn. It was still dark out, and his eyes felt sleepy. He stretched, suddenly his arm hitting a fleshy arm. His whole body went cold as he thought of Demshi snuggled up to his back. He swallowed, slowly without turning around touched the body that lay against him in a deep sleep. He gulped, his hands tracing the outline. He felt the heat creep up his face, then realizing just what he had done. It was one thing to grope a sleeping 'dragon, and especially a...odd dui one, but a female? It did not mean it was an invitation, she just had no where else to sleep, and he felt like a heel for taking the ladyÂ’s bed. Quickly he removed his hand from an unmentionable place and turned around, his breath was slow, though his chest rose and fell quickly. Moonbrook was in his bed, and she looked so peaceful it tore a tiny chunk from his heart. He didn't dare touch her, no. but he couldn't resist the urge to run his fingers over her fur, lightly. Inhaling a breath tightly against his chest he held it in. he slowly relaxed and slid back into the covers, still facing her. Extremely cozy. Not just in the extreme.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Ruen snorted and feel from the high branch in the tree.  His bottom hit the ground as he grunted.  He sighed and stood to his feet.  The sun was shining bright as a smile escaped his lips, he heard a stream floating by.  He walked to the stream and took a sip from the water.  He licked his lips as he turned to find his way back, he sighed.  He didn't know how to get back.  A sigh escaped from his chest, up and out through his mouth.  He streatched and started walking east,  thinking that that was the way they had gotten.  He sighed and left the others behind, feeling unwanted, he let Wrathea have Moonbrook.  He didn't really care anymore.

occ: I don't really like this one.. <_< You guys go ahead with out me u.u;;</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>Demshi saw the forms of Wrathea and Moonbrook awaken in the bed and he finally noticed that they where sharing it. His rhythmic chopping of vegetables ceased as he stared blankly at the form that was now screaming in some horrible dream. This was bad, he thought not moving. Falling for a straight guy and then kissing some one who now seemed like a total jerk. How was this going to work? He asked himself saddened at the thought of a straight Wrathea. The sound of searing meat brought his mind back to his cooking and he moved it from the fire burning himself in the process.

thes!

    He swore at himself and the meat. His hash words made the two aware he was in the room and looked over to him. Without looking up he moved the vegetables in with the meat creating a stir-fry.

Almost done. It smells good but I donÂ’t know how it will taste.

    Just then he noticed the missing Ruen. I wonder why he left, Demshi thought. Could it have been the kiss? Why did he do that? He cursed himself silently pondering these things as he swept the floor and made it so they could eat of it.</font>

 

<font color='#728FCE'>Wrathea couldn't help but gasp as the female curved around him in her sleep, not that he didn't mind. But it was so sudden? He shook his head, she didn't know what she was doing. She screamed, and he felt his hair stand on end. Her face was contorted into angry helpless lines as the tears slid down her face. He reached up a paw to gently stroke her cheek, sitting up with her in his arms. He shook her roughly, her arms flying about limply and she looked like a rag doll.

"Moonbrook!" Wrathea twisted to glare at Demshi, he wasn't paying attention. His back held rigidly he gently started massaging her temples and speaking sweet ramath nothings in her ear.

"Nyymrjyyc, fuca og pujlemd shaja et my maap sy vauj. shaja et ymli ot haja, iyo uja tuva haja. raosevoll lessla vlyfaj, tsyg thucemd vjyn kylp, ump kyna emsy ni ujnt fellemdli..." he stroked her hair softly, still whispering in that deep timber voice.</font>