#samxdylan

Sam had noticed Dylan slipping off more and more. It meant things were getting worse and not better. This worried Sam since he was trying to help Dylan as much as he could, plus the boys were missing their father. He waited up one night since the boy had vanished before dinner and hadn’t yet come home.

Sam limped back to the house whimpering as he entered the door. His leg hurt and shifting would be a painful. He knew it was broken and would need to heal slowly. He cried out for Dylan hoping the other would be home.

Sam arrived at the cove and placed the fish in the food bin to be fixed up later. Stretching he gave a playful howl and watched the two pups come running. “And how are my little boys doing? Where’s your father? I hope you didn’t tire him.” He chuckled lifting the two up as he walked further in the cove. 

@dylanmurphystyles

Sam woke up and found the bed empty. Sam figured Nibs went to find food and sat up stretching. Wiping his eyes he looked curiously at a pair of glasses and a book on the bed table. Picking them up he saw more images. Reading, blowjobs, Dylan looking so damn delectable in glasses. Moaning as the vision disappeared he out the item in the secret trunk and got up to check on Stiles.

Sam had finally had the courage to leave the cave. After putting Stiles to bed and telling Bullet and Howler to watching he left. He decided to visit the pond and have a swim. He had shifted to wolf form and was running through the woods enjoying the freedom. Getting to the pond he changed back and dove it. Oh the cools water felt great against him. Sam loves swimming in the pond. Hear a noise he snap his attention towards it.”H-Hello?”

Sam groaned when Dylan's hand was replaced by the ring. "So not fair." He mumbled following behind Dylan once again. "Where are we going?"