“Soooo just makin small talk is torture?” Duke snorted with a snicker, a scarred brow arching. “Got a frail sense bout ya if talkin to my ugly mug is torture.” The wolf mused with a crooked smirk. 

Ewan glanced to him “I’m cradling a drink, sat on my own. Does it look like I want small talk?” he said and rolled his eyes “Unless you want me to fuck ya over the bar, just pour the drinks.”

@hotshotxtheus​

Ewan honestly didn’t know what to do with himself, he’d hidden away in the apartment for a day or two, till he had no choice but to go out to work. He didn’t have Maximus paying for his food and luxuries now.

He wanted to be alone, but in truth, he hated that feeling, of missing him, of loneliness. He slammed the door shut on the way out, needed to take his mind off the fact he was a one man show now, and headed to the place he could get exactly what he needed. 

@connorxbelmont​

With Maximus gone, Ewan felt... well, strange. He was used to being in the apartment alone, but knowing the other wolf wasn’t going to walk in any time soon, was hitting him hard. Alcohol and coffee seemed to be his main diet lately, it was just a good thing the werewolf could hold his liquor. He’d walked through the doors of the club on autopilot. He went to the bar to order his usual like he was in a daze, but he soon snapped out of it as the harsh liquid hit the back of his throat.

sWhen Maximus had to leave, Ewan was heartbroken, he’d told himself he wasn’t in love a thousand and one times, but he was attached, he was dependant. He’d grown used to have goldilocks around and that was hard for him to admit but plain for everyone to see. He wasn’t surprised he left him money, or that he’d paved the way for Ewan to become a civilian in the city. But none of that mattered to him when he felt so low. He wanted his greek lover back, though the fact Maximus had kept his promise and given him what freedom he could, still put a small smile on Ewan’s face. He had his apartment, he had his cats, and a job he enjoyed. It was just strange to be living alone 24/7 now, which is why he spent so much time at the cafe or the clubs, though you could still be lonely in a room full of people.

The civilian laughed and put a hand behind Ewan’s head, “No. What does it lead to? You gotta explain it to me”. He kissed the wolf back, pressing against him. Seth smiled against the other man’s lips, clearly happy with everything. “I’ve missed you, Ewan”.

Seth leaned a bit closer to Ewan, a big grin cutting across his face, “You should rectify that. But still make sure I’m your favorite, alright?”. He placed a gentle hand on the wolf’s chest and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “I’d hate for you to find another chthonic that you like more”.

                          “ — I was a vampire before— it never smelled like this before. Have you always smelled like this?

Although, Ewan talks about being horny— Theus’ brain works a thousand miles per hour, as he tries to figure out if that means something. He has so much new information in his head, that sometimes, he gets confused between what he used to be, and what he is now. It hits him, when the werewolf pulls back. Pheromones— werewolves have them, but it can only be smelled amongst them, but he’s an elysian now.

                          “ — It’s the pheromones!

Prometheus sees the way Ewan looks at his feathery ears, and bites his lips.

                          “ — If you touch them, please be gentle— they’re really sensitive.

Theus makes sure he’s fully undressed, and lifts his legs to press his thighs to the side of his chest. He begs into Ewan’s mouth to be taken, when the werewolf kisses him again.

“I have new hair gel, but yeah, this is all me.” he said with a smirk and enjoyed the feeling of skin under his fingers. “Huh?” he says, pretty wrapped up in the thought of having Theus’ body under his, rubbing against him. “Oh, yeah probably.” he agreed and kisses the Elysian’s neck, sucking gently at it. 

“That is possible. Maybe I should pick up the pace then”. Seth ran his hand through his hair and smiled at the wolf, “You sure you’re talking about me, Ewan? You might have confused me for a different chthonic”.

Deacon chuckled and nodded his head, “That is absolutely all you’re getting because you seem to have forgotten that I don’t allow people working to have sex in My Laundrette on shift. And if I break the rules then there is no reason for anyone else to not break the rules and this place will turn into an orgy.” He ran his nose along Ewan’s neck and took in the scent and the new gel, “The gel is very nice–” Deacon reached down between them and put his hand on Ewan’s bulge, “That’s very nice too–” He kissed the other wolf’s stubbled cheek. “But that’s all your getting until I’m off.”