Volcano Pack:                 

(Part one) Leah suppressed a squeak of surprise when he leaned in to kiss her once more - it had taken most of her willpower not to shy away from the unexpected touch of his gentle hands, simply because she hadn't known he was going to be reaching out to her; she hadn't been paying that much attention, not really. She'd been to busy staring at the sodden surface of her soaked jeans, fingers gently tracing the outline of her knees before she was pulled into the security of his embrace, unable to fully erect her walls once again and push them back into place, to bring them into bear. She tensed as he pulled her against his chest, feeling the warmth, the sheer heat, flooding off of his body, warming her chilled fingers, sending a soft sense of safety through her aching, weary body, and as she sat there with him, as he held her for those few moments, she found herself growing more and more relaxed, the tension seeming to flow from her muscles and veins with very little effort on her part, or without her really seeming to notice, instead pushing her face and forehead into the comforting expansion that was his chest, forgetting completely for the moment that he had taken that off in order for her tend to his ribs and wrap up his injuries.

(Part two) Nor did she pull away when he lifted her face to his, gazing into his features as he peered into hers, ears flickering and pricking with the soft defintion of his words in order to catch what they were and what all sentiments there might be, what just all it might entail. She sniffled once, briefly, giving a soft snort of derision in response to his plans, muttering something a bit sarcastic and biting, like the old Leah would have tossed out without a moment's heartbeat, though its harsh bitterness was gone - at least in the case of Welkin, and in the circumstances surrounding him. "It's not like you can really control it, even with the best laid plans." It was a statement of truth, an expression of her sentiment that though she was willing to stick around, to fight this thing out with him, she wasn't getting her hopes up, and wasn't going to be letting her shell down so easily - there were times that she might even seem to withdraw back into it completely, though it would become less and less often as the years and days went by, as the hours and seconds passed, turning into minutes and months in what would seem like the mere blink of an eye to human's time, but a mere breath in the life span of a Wolven. With a soft sigh she picked up the string and needle, then resumed her chore, muttering beneath her breath, "Hope you like them crooked, cause they're worse than a witch's finger."

Welkin let her finish his stiches on the side of his head and gently sop up any blood that was left there. Welkin noticed how she still had soaked pants on and frowns a bit trying to think of a way she could get dry. "You could borrow some of my pants if you would like. They would be baggy but atleast you will be dry untill your jeans dry," Welkin of course didnt have any bra's or underwear to offer her other her that she could use but she could use the heater to help dry them off quicker. it was getting colder out which made the tank get colder. Welkin turned the heat up before climbing in to a different part of the tank to change clothes. He was still rather unsteady going down the second smaller ladder but came back in a minute or two with a white teeshirt on and black shorts, Welkin didnt mind the crooked stiches, if his wound scarred his hair would easily hide it. He had given Leah enough time to change her own jeans out if she wished and made sure before he came back to that level of the tank that she was still dressed. He made his way over to her and stopped so he was sitting in front of her. "Leah... whats wrong?" He asks her softly, gently scoopeing her chin with his hand so he could look in to her eyes. He knew Leah was afraid. She was afraid to drop her walls and let Welkin get close for a lot of reasons. She was afraid she would get attached to Welkin only to loose him later on. Or that perhaps Welkin still had some hidden motive for being so nice to her. "Come here... lets not think about what might happen..." Welkin pulled Leah in to his arms gently, this time letting her know beforehand so he didnt startle her like before. He let her lean in to his strong frame and let her rest her head on his chest like she had before. She could still feel the heat radiating off of his body through his shirt now and it had the same relaxing effect as before. Welkin could feel how stressed Leah was and how tense her body was. "May I rub your back?" He asks seeing as before when he had started to Leah seemed to pull away and was uncomfortable with the idea of him touching her that way. Welkin hoped that tomorrow. after desposeing of Edward that that day would be a better day. He waited for Leahs responce as rain endlessly pounded down on the metal shell of their tank shelter. Listening as thunder suddenly crackled right above them loud enough and sudden enough to make Leah jump closer in to Welkins's arms if she hadnt expected it. In the back of his mind he was hoping he wasnt being overly supportive to the point where Leah actually hated it. He was worried he was smothering her with too much care to the point it was an annoyance to her.

Leah looked up at him from her perch as he spoke, glancing down at her jeans again, almost as if she were surprised they were still wet - she hadn't really noticed, though with the chill that was beginning to permeat the air, she was sure she was going to be feeling it acutely now unless she took his advice and listened to the offer he gave her. With a small nod, she moved off of him, letting him stand, slipping her own arms underneath his to give him some extra support, and watching as he made his way down into the second story, a bit worried as he descended that the unsteady nature of his wound would get to him, and send him tumbling down the stairs and Leah herself into a panic attack - she couldn't handle the idea of anything happening to him, not yet, not now. She was already more involved with him than she had any right to be, especially considering the fact that she might not be around for very much longer. The female sighed as she rose once more, prying off the final remanants of her wet clothing and tossing them into that same corner before going through the doors he'd indicated, ears pricking with the slightest of sounds, the young female flinching with each and every shifting movement of the shadows. She managed to find some fuzzy pajama pants that looked as if they might do her some good, and appeared as if they might relatively fit, as they appeared older and worn, the blue haired girl slipping them on and tying the drawstring about the waist, rolling her eyes at the ridiculuousness of her own skinniness, all to aware that the majority of it was due to the fact she wasn't eating properly. In fact, it would do both her and Welkin some good to find some food once more, but Leah didn't feel like eating. Not at this point. Wrapping her arms about herself, she contemplated how she must look: wrapped up in a flannel shirt and fuzzy pajama pants, she was sure it was like a hobo, but right now, she didn't care. She had shelter from the pounding essence of the rain, and she had some dry clothing on that would keep her exceedingly warm, though she'd had to take her bra off in the end - it was too wet to sleep in, she was pretty sure she'd catch pneumonia if she even tried it. The garment laid across the heater now as it cut on with a growling rumble, the sound causing her to jump a bit now that she was by herself, head snapping about as her ears flattened and a snarl curled her face, body tensing as she drew back before realizing what it was. The trouble was, she had backed away so quickly and completely that she ran into Welkin as he ascended from the second layer of the tank, the female startling at the feel of him at her back and whirling to regard him with wide, terrified eyes for an instant before relaxing with a soft sigh of relief, realizing it was only him. What was wrong with her? The danger was over, Edward was no more....for now, at least, though she knew that the two of them couldn't continue to stay here. Not now. More goons would come, sooner or later, but neither was in any condition to move yet, and it would take at least a day for them to track her former suitor down and locate his former whereabouts. So why was she so jumpy? Why was she so tense? Was it because the knowledge of what had happened and occurred today was finally sinking in, even if she didn't want it to, leaving her with an ever freshening image of what had happened? She didn't know, wasn't sure, and couldn't tell how she was supposed to handle it, the silence stretching thin as Welkin lifted her chin, turning her face so that she was observing him, dropping the ink black gaze that was her once vibrantly snapping black orbs away, shivering from tension despite the warmth that had begun to fill the tank; he was right about why she was afraid, and try as she might, she could no longer deny it, so instead of showing that stubborn streak, instead of resisting him and pushing him away she normally would, Leah absorbed the attention, finding was nice to be cared for, going so far as to nestle into him as he pulled her into the security of his arms, needing to be close, to feel safe and warm, something that Welkin, out of all the people she had met and had come into contact over the years, seemed to exude, even if she didn't quite know why and couldn't figure it out. And so she clung to him that night, wrapping the frail flesh of her arms tightly about his abdomen as she buried her face in his chest, ears still flat against her head, allowing his soothing warmth and the gentle caring nature he portrayed to her, the sheltering expanse that was his embrace, to calm her, to provide her with something she was unfamiliar with as of yet: something known to others as sanctuary.

Welkin smiles warmly as Leah clung to his larger frame. As she finnaly accepted and enjoyed his attention he gave to her. His right arm gently lay on her shoulder while his left gently carressed her cheek as he peered down at her. He slowly brought her down to sit next to him letting her lay half way in his lap so her head lay looking up at him resting on his chest. He gently began to rub her back and shoulders working away the tension she had built up there letting her relax if she permitted herself to. Again welkin whispered sweet murmers to her. How she was safe here. Or how he would protect her untill one really stood out "I love you Leah" He leaned in and gently kissed her. Welkin was unsure what she would do but when she ended up pushing against him letting his back get pinned against the wall of the tank softly he had thought she wanted him to stop. Untill she wrapped her arms around his neck not permitting him to pull away. Welkin was surprised by this but was overjoyed Leah finnaly was out of her shell for him. He leaned in to her his eyes closeing as they kissed Leah could finnaly let her feelings and emotions for welkin out as her shell couldnt hold up any longer to his overwhelming kindness and love. Welkin gently wrapped his arms around Leah not wanting her to pull away or stop. He wanted this moment to last forever. It was Leah's turn to make a move if she wished to pursue this moment of passion deeper or if she wished to stop. Although Welkin didnt think she would pull away any time soon. It seemed to him Leah wanted to be with him. And that she was finnaly putting aside her fears to be with him

Leah permitted him to pull her down beside him, and though she would have rather curled into a tight ball, turning her head into his chest, she tolerated the way he positioned her, feeling the gentle kneading of his fingers against her tense flesh, letting out as soft sigh as she leaned back into him, tucking her bare feet into the nook behind his knee, a warm place that would shelter their uncovered surface, her hands lying at first in her lap, ears pricking and flicking as he leaned down, the soothing murmur of his voice calming her, even as the unyielding surface that were his digits continued to work into her muscle, loosening whatever knots he found there fully and completely before moving onto the next. The heat that radiated from his form ensured she would not grow cold or chilled, and it became hard for the small female to keep her eyes open at one point, between the combinaiton of all three things. The heat alone was enough to soothe and relax her to a certain extent, but combined with the massage? And then given the gentle murmur of his voice to boot? It was quite reassuring, and she could not help it as her eyelids began to flag, her form growing increasingly slack and limp against his own, though all of that changed once he murmured that one, final sentiment, the notion standing out above all the others as it was followed by a kiss, the girl blinking her eyes open fully as wakefulness and the element of being alert flowed back into her body, barely remembering the gentle way in which his thumb had traced one of the dark circles beneath her eye, almost as if he were going to smooth it away, only a moment's hesitation following as she adjusted to the stunning news - he'd told her before, a couple of times, but she didn't think she'd ever really, truly, paid attention to it. Or, more realistically, that she had accepted it. Not until that particular moment, when everything that had seemed surreal suddenly snapped into perfect clarity, and, with her walls stripped down before the girl had even realized it had happened, no former experience with which to handle something like this, and the real, the very real, possibility that they might get rid of her father? (Or at least, she hoped it to be a real possibility and not just some foolish pipe dream whose end would thoroughly and utterly crush her, should it be shattered into a million pieces of oblivion) It left her with no definite answers, no template for how she was supposed to react to this, or how she was supposed to respond. How she could back away and put her walls back into place, how she could begrudingly accept her fate yet keep fighting it anyway. But it couldn't be done - there was no going back now, and she sensed even if she had figured it out, even if she had discovered such a method to accomplish these tasks, Welkin would not have let her. And so Leah did the only thing she could do: She gave in. For once, she gave up, permitting this male, and only this male, to enter the borders into her fiercely beating heart and into the realm of her mind and emotion, to see the most vulnerable parts of her, and the pieces of herself that weren't quite so pretty. And she gave into instinct, letting the primal notions of days long past guide her in this untraversed territory, and giving Welkin almost complete and total control, the sudden tension that had entered her frame leeching out once more as the moments went past and the kiss continued, her eyes sliding closed as she gave a soft murmur of a moan, hands snaking up to push against his chest while she levered herself up, then wrapping firmly about the structure of his neck to keep him from pulling away, pressing her body closely into his, shivering in both acceptance and a thrill of delight at the firm presence of his arms behind and about her, giving herself, and her emotions, her fears and weaknesses, her strengths, everything that made Leah, well Leah, and that was her, to him, continuing the soft, sensual contact of the kiss throughout the next few moments, deepening the motion of her own accord, almost as if she couldn't get enough, as if she had been so deprived of emotion and attention that now she needed more than it could be possible to give, as if desperate for the affection she so craved.

Welkin let out a soft muffled moan of his own when Leah climbed in to his lap straddleing and even wrapping her legs around his frame to prevent his escape. He deepened the kiss parting his own lips as he envited Leah's tongue in to explore his mouth as his hands slowly began to explore her body, The trailed down her back slowly to her hips resting there for now as he was unsure how she would react if they wantered to her chest. He held the kiss as their tongues danced for the first time before they parted momentarily for air. Welkin was panting softly and before their lips collided again he let out one statement "Im all your's Leah, no one will take me from you." They leaned in lips and body's collideing once again as she pushed Welkin firmly against the wall trapping him there. To Leah's surprise Welkin was rather the submissive type at the moment as he accepted what she was doing and did his best to provide what she wanted. Which may or may not have delighted her at the idea that welkin wasnt a brute of a mate who took what he wanted. But Leah could definately feel Welkin was getting turned on rather quickly from this as was natural for them to do so. Welkin let Leah decide how far she was willing to take this and wondered if she would be so bold to take him on their first intimate experiance. He wasnt sure she would but he knew Leah was afraid Welkin would be taken away and would want to make sure she never lost him. They pulled away for a second time string of their saliva tieing them together still. She felt Welkin's heart beating fast and hard as his cheeks flushed deep red. He waited looking in to her eyes for what she would do next. From the look in her eyes Welkin knew she was letting her instincts take over and wondered how that would play out for them

Leah accepted the gesture for what it was, permitting her tongue to enter the realm of his mouth as he cooperated with her, deepening the kiss on his end as well, her hands coming up to tangle in the back portion of his hair, well away from the undeniably tender site of his wound. She shivered in response to the sensation of his hands trailing down along her body, though not in apprehension, no, instead it was more like anticipation or...delight? Another soft moan escaped her lips at this time, and her grip upon him tightened as she drew closer, pressing her body more firmly into his, where he could feel almost every inch and contour of her figure, lean and skinny though it was. She wouldn't have minded had he reached up and fondled over her chest, enjoying the gentle sensation of his touch, the tender embodiment of his love, the fond display of affection, holding the kiss until the last possible moment, only breaking free when she had too, and then pulling back slowly, her breath rasping quietly in her throat, blinking in a starry eyed, somewhat dazed, manner up at him as he peered back at her, almost as if she couldn't believe this was happening, that this was real, though she could not deny the immense sensation of pleasure...and the healthy dose of other desire....that came along with it. His sentiment touched her, bringing some clarity back into her eyes for the moment, jaws having opened to provide him with an equally endearing answer when his lips collided with her own once more, and the sentiment was lost, carried away on a wave of sudden passion as she moaned again, this time in a somewhat needing manner, though she had wanted to respond. She had wanted to tell him something similar, had wished to impart just how deeply she cared for him as well, though the moment was passed and the time had refused to wait, moving on without even a mere second's hesitation. She felt his form crashing into hers, and responding in kind, leaning up to push him firmly against the tank wall as she ran her hands over him - through his hair, across his shoulders, down the muscular portion of his chest, fingers dancing lightly over his abdomen before pausing at the top of his shorts. She could feel it as he became aroused, as he had previously pointed out, it was only natural since they were together and all over one another, her hand sliding down to grip his own, which remained stationed loyally at her waist, guiding it into place over her breast, where he could feel its bare surface with no hinderance or limitations - in fact, when he ran his thumb over the otherwise soft surface of her nipples he felt how they had hardened in her current state, displaying her own desire and the insatiable craving she carried that only he could cure, something quite intimate and obvious, based on her current interactions and reactions. But she wanted him, desired him....needed him. Desperately. Though flattered he was permitting her to take matters into her own hands, letting her decide how far it was they went tonight, and just how they pleased and pleasured themselves in the wiling hours that passed, she wondered if he would be alright with her giving him her all during the session of their first intimacy, as she simply could not wait, nor did she want to - it was true, she still held the fear of losing him, and Leah didn't want to face that fear, didn't even want to contemplate or consider it, and so, in light of that, had no qualms with going farther tonight, with giving him everything and anything it was he required, desired, or asked for. After all, he had already done so much for her, it was only fair. She hated when he pulled away again, but understood why, her chest rising and falling with a quickened rate of breath as she opened her eyes, peering huskily at him, his hand still placed firmly over her breast, where she had guided it, and where he could feel the own thundering beat of her excitable heart, the desire and longing she held for him clear in the shimmering, fevered light of her black orbs, eyes that shone fiercely with the intoxicating high of a first intimate experience, a natural release of hormones flooding her body as she whispered, running her hand slowly up his arm and over the breastbone of his sternum, lingering over the area of his chest where his heart beat, palm flat against the muscle she found there, her lips barely an inch from his own as that limb traveled up to lightly caress his cheek, voice nothing more than a breathy whisper of a murmur when she spoke. "I don't wanna wait, Welkin. I love you, I can't lose you...just the thought of it makes it hurt to breathe...let's be mates...let's be together from here on out...I just don't wanna wait, not anymore," the words would have sent him soaring back onto cloud nine, and it was no surprise when their lips met together once again in a hungry, almost desperate manner, the blue haired female moaning with desire as she unbuttoned his shorts, sliding the back to permit access, sliding the sheltering structure of her borrowed pajama pants down far enough to allow him the same, stripping off the protective shield that was the flannel shirt, exposing both bare breasts and her entire torso, giving it over to him for whatever desire gave him the most pleasure, permitting him free reign over both her heart and body.

Welken felt his heart jump when Leah finnaly expressed her feelings to him, although he already knew how she felt as she would have stopped if she didnt love him. Welkin moaned out as their lips collided again giving both of her breasts a tender firm squeeze as she stripped him of his shorts and shirt before doing the same to herself. Here they were both naked and exposed to eachother and eyeing eachother's forms. Welkin spoke first looking up at Leah who was taller than he was when she was on his lap "Give me all you got.. Take me Leah" He begged his voice heavy with passion and lust. "Make me your mate.. and let me be with you forever" He pleaded to her wanting her to take him with her all with as much passion and roughness as she could. Their lips met again as welkin's back met the makeshift bedding they were sitting on. He let Leah pin his shoulders down as his tongue invaded her mouth and his hands ran down giveing her rear a gentle squeeze eager to see what just Leah had in store for him. He ran his hands and nails up her back egging her on and letting her know it was okay to be rough with her mate. As long as she didnt bang his head in to the wall he would be find with whatever she wished to do to him right now. They pulled away again for fresh air which was growing rather hot and heavy in the confines of the tank. Welkin bit his lip before speaking asking Leah to do something which only egged her on more. He had exposed his neck to her and uttered two words that drove her fully in to her instincts to mate, "Claim me"

She moaned deliciously as his hands caressed the succlent structure of her breasts, shivering in delight at the pleasing sensation of the touch, continuing to strip off her clothing and expose her bare body to him in its entirety, giving him everything that was and belonged to her, revealing just how much she trusted and loved him, how deeply she had come to care for and cherish his presence, and his love. Of course, moving as they had had broken the kiss, so that each could draw back and observe the treasures of the other, but, unlike other moments that would follow in their lives when they were confronted with the worst of fears, the greatest of torments and the hell that was uncertainty while they faced the crisis that was her father, it did not feel like an enternity before they were together again, the blue haired female biting her lower lip in a slight feel of apprehension as his eyes roamed over her, wondering if she were too pale, if she were too skinny. Perhaps her bust wasn't big enough to suit him, or she wasn't as curvy as he preferred his women. Perhaps this was just a fling and he was only using her for his own gain, like so many others had tried to do, and when this was all over, he would leave her in the dust. All absurd, and all foolish notions that would never hold a kernel of truth or come to pass, she knew, but still, she could not help that they entered her mind any more than she could help the flickering flames that danced in time to her passion when he spoke to her, reaffirming his earlier confession of love for the young female, her tail lying straight behind her - there was really no good place for her to place it so it was out of the way, so she would just have to make do with forgetting that it was even there...which, considering the handsome devil that was her mate, shouldn't be too hard, especially once he beseeched her in the way he did, as if asking her permission instead of the other way around; she could hear the passion as it trembled in the succulent notes of his voice, feel and see the lust that thrummed through their bodies like electricity would a light pole, those few words enough to spur her into action once more, and to resume the activities they had thus engaged in just a few minutes earlier. She knew what he wanted, what he needed, and what he desired, just as she knew deep within her bones that she wished for the same thing, her lips crashing into his as she entwined their bodies together, hands running lightly past his arousal, lightly teasing him as she traced her fingers up first the narrow structure that was his hips and above his abdomen, dancing across his chest, up behind his neck and into the pale brown that was his hair, thrusting her form eagerly into his own, hips sliding along the male's in a teasing, enticing manner, grinding ever so faintly against him, heightening both his desire and raising his arousal even as the pair tumbled back against the makeshift bedding Welkin had placed in the tank, moaning as her breasts became trapped between the twisting, writhing forms that blended together so that one could not tell where one began and the other had an end. She kissed him hungerily, deeply, almost desperately as they reclined upon the bed, the fae straddling him as they readjusted positions, another soft moan escaping her as his tongue flickered into her mouth, invading her realm and her domain with little to no complaint on her part, her own response was that to deepen the kiss further as desire arose and spread further throughout her body, the lustful passions that came so easily to those more experienced in the ways of the world having begun its deadly work upon Leah herself, tingling along her nerve endings, alighting every one afire with the delicate craving that only together, the two of them could cure, her body responding eagerly to his touch, ready and willing to obey to quench their desires, to eliminate that everthickening thirst. Pin him to the bed beneath her she did, moaning as she arched her back in response to his touch, the soft utterance ripe with longing as his fingers danced eagerly along the confinement of her spine, though the position broke the intoxication that was their kiss, for a moment, at least. The sensation of his hand cupping about her rear to give it a firm squeeze caused her to mesh her pelvis with his own once more, the action once more grinding her against him, sending tingling shivers of delight and pleasure along both of their backs, though Leah managed to retain a bit of control, however faint and hanging that thread may have been, the air becoming thick and hot as it slid against their skin, Leah's lips trailing in faint kisses along his shoulder and neck, slender figure moving quite erotically against the muscled tone that was his, reacting appropriately to his touch, his guidance, permitting her instincts to lead her down those roads as of yet untraveled and unknown, more than willing to allow herself this pleasurable experience as they immersed themselves into each other, the urge to mate growing stronger with every passing second, and undeniable in its normally meager presence. Leah's teeth were nibbling at his ear at the moment he happened to bit his lip, head lifting ever so slightly as he pulled away, exposing the vulnerability that was his neck with the single prompt it took to bring their love full circle, and to send her over the edge in the wilds of desire, unable to keep that age old, primal instinct at bay any longer, her response immediate, and some might classify it, as a bit violent, and most definitely along the lines of rough...as Welkin happened to like. Opening her body fully, Leah slipped him inside of her, ushering him into the sweet centerfold that was her figure, welcoming him into the warm recesses that comprised Leah herself, lips curling back to reveal the white of her fangs just before they flashed forward, biting into not his neck, but his shoulder, though the wound was not deep, nor was it particuarly serious - a love nip, more than anything, all the while pinning him firmly, and securely beneath her as she did exactly that.

Welkin let out a soft gasp as Leah grinded herself against him and perhaps one of the loudest moans she had ever heard from him yet as she impailed herself down on him slowly as her teeth and fangs sunk in to his shoulder. Welkin knew Leah wouldnt want to hurt him and didnt even whince when she bit him. Welkin actually got even more exited by being bitten and leaned in to it as she bit down a bit harder. He knew she drew blood and was happy Leah marked him to let other females know who exactly Welkin belonged to. Who the tall strong and sinfully handsome man was claimed by. And Welkin had leaned up and done the same. Although still aware of what was going on Welkin sunk his teeth in to Leah's own shoulder yet took great care not to hurt his mate. He wasnt sure how frail Leah was at the moment and was sure he could probably do a lot of damage if he bit her full force and made sure to hold back only enough to draw blood. Of course Leah  could easily urge him on if she wished for a more intense moment. Welkin's hands roamed Leah's body eager to explore every inch of his lover. Starting from her rear trailing up her back dragging his nails slowly up to her sides then her breasts in a way that would have made Leah surely fall over if she was standing. Then he tenderly groped and squeezed her almost massageing them in ways Leah could never imagine. Then Welkin gave her nipples some extra attention wishing he could use his mouth at the moment on them but it was still attached to her shoulder as she still bit in to his. This kept happened all while their hips began to form a rythem of grinding and thrusting starting out slow to slowly speed up untill they both drowned in their lust for eachother. Welkin had wondered how long Leah and he would last. As he knew he had never done this before and knew Leah never had either. Welkin hadnt resisted Leah when she pinned him firmly down makeing no attempt to resist or reverse their positions like a typical male would, infact Welkin had willingly surrendered to Leah this way even going as far as welcoming this new dominance she held over him at the moment his more submissive instincts and passion absolutely loving every moment that they shared this way.Welkin knew Leah had to atleast beforehand when everything wasnt as hot and heavy between them that Welkin had to have disliked something about her, he could just feel the worry and doubt about herself beforehand when they were eyeing eachothers bodys. And it was true Leah was still very slim and skinny and Welkin obviously didnt like seeing her that way because of how harmful and dangerous it was for her to be underweight like that but he wouldnt let Leah think any of that nonsense now as he doubled his efforts releaseing her shoulder from his bite and tenderly licked at the small amount of blood he had drew quickly soothing away any pain she felt before leaning in to her ear whispering to her his voice heavy and almost breathless "Oh Leah... your so beautiful" He nipped her ear gently tugging it before letting her pin him all the way down so he lay helplessly under her letting his mate do as she wished to him his lust taking over and his submissive instincts comeing out fully. Welkin was all hers now, the question now was what would she do to him? it was all up to her, or her instincts. Welkin found he just could not resist Leah at all now. Her looks alone, her exotic and naturaly blue hair and her stunningly beautiful eyes were enough to leave him stunned and perhaps drooling if she wanted to put him in the mood. When paired with her dominant attitude pinning Welkin down and not letting him rebell against her he had no other choice, or wish then to surrender to his mate.

(I still don't know what to post for her, so I'll just write up a post for after the time skip we agreed upon earlier XD) Leah blinked sleepily up at her mate as he tucked her into the bed beside him, feeling the gentle warmth of his hands at her back while he ensured no essence of cold would bother or disturb her - not that much would, at this point. Though satisfied from their rather rough round of fun, she was exhausted, weary to the bone, the adrenaline rush and hormonal lust she had experienced earlier having gradually faded to leave her with nothing in reserve, and her body once again running on empty. However, she knew Welkin would take care of her, and so was not actually afraid to sleep now, as she might have been earlier, the female muttering a sweet nothing in his ear as he leaned down to nuzzle her, returning the favor as she tenderly pressed her lips to his, sharing one last kiss for the night before the male, this wonderful male, pulled back, wrapping her smaller, frailer form up against him to encase her in both his warmth and safety, further soothing and lulling her ever closer to the darkening depths of sleep, the restful session that was meant for one to recharge their energy becoming more appealing with each and every passing moment, her eyelids beginning to flag, sticking together at the lashes while it seemed to her, at least, that they were becoming heavier, at least ten times their normal weight. And so it was with a soft sigh she relaxed against Welkin, closed the ink black pools that were her orbs, and reveled in the feel of his fingers running through her hair - in fact, it was the last sensation she experienced before the thickening well of darkness claimed her, and the young blue haired fae was out like a light, sleeping peacefully against the male of whom she had taken as a mate, curled into his body as he was curled around and about hers, her ears flicking forward to better catch the throbbing sound of his heartbeat, listening subconsciously to the gentle swoosh of his breath, arms thrown about him as in a tight hug, like a child might clutch a toy, nestling closer through the duration of her slumber so that her forehead and face was pressed tightly into the muscled wall of his chest, almost an exact replication of the pose she had held with him earlier, when he had first convinced her to sleep, to permit her body a well deserved, and desperately needed, chance at rest.

Welkin had curled in to her a bit protectively to keep her warm and comfortable. He woke some time later after falling asleep with her and noticed it was almost noon. He glanced at Leah and smiles seeing she was really out and wouldnt wake up for a long while. He detached from her without waking her and kissed her forhead gently as she readjusted. He went out of the tank and over to Edwards slowly regenerating body and quickly took another life and restarted the process. Welkin wasnt going to let Ed back up. He would do this untill edward ran out of lives. He returned to the inside of the tank and tidyed the place up a bit and even showered. Eventhough it was a battle tank the model Welkin had was built to house over 20 crew members. It literally was a house inside, all welkin had done was customize it and make it more cozy and less battle ready. He had a working shower and all inside (tank is actualy the wrong word more of a landship xD) He returned to Leah and gently rubbed her back as she slept soothing away any discomfort his short absense left.. He was worried she would sleep the whole day and worried if he didnt wake her she would perhaps be mad at him. He decided to wake her once he finished lunch so she woke up to a meal in bed. Welkin walked to the kitchen area, which happened to be right next to where he slept and where Leah was and examined his face in the mirror. He had gotten rid fo the dried on blood and was looking rather well for all that had happened. He was healing well and no signs of infection were showing. He went over to Leah later on and gently shook her softly "Leah.. Leah its time to wake up" He murmers to her softly so when she woke she wouldnt be scared or lash out thinking it was an enemy waking her up. Welkin had made Hotdogs, mainly because it was something he had a lot of and because it was easy and wouldnt give away their position like the bacon before may have done. He waited paitently for her to wake.

Welkin smiles and took a seat next to her "About two in the afternoon. I figured you would want to spend atleast some time awake today" Welkin gently set the plate of food down infront of them so they could both reach it without it sitting in the middle of them. Welkin gently nuzzled closer to Leah showing a bit more affection then he had before normally with her, which was most likely due to Leah accepting his repeated displays of affection and love for her rather then her pushing it away. He smelled clean and besides from the stiches he looked completely fine, if not just a tad bit tired. "I figured you must be starveing so i made us some hotdogs. I gotta pick up more food soon." He gently brushed Leah's bedraggled blue hair out of the way of her beautiful dark eyes "You slept well? You certainly needed the rest." Leah could notice Welkin had really cleaned up his living space while she was asleep and perhaps could even sense Edward wasnt outside anymore. Before she could panic Welkin spoke again "I took care of Edward. He wont be regenerating anymore. So that should buy us some time. a few days atleast. So lets not focus too much on that bad side. Im ready for anything that they will throw at me" Welkin smiles brightly and gently pulled Leah in to a hug. Perhaps he was lonely having to wait who knows how long for her to wake up. Perhaps Leah could think it was cute Welkin was so talkitive now, he hoped she didnt think it was annoying or odd that he was so talkitive. Welkin knew Leah must have been staving so he made sure he would make enough for her to be satisfied and to help her start to gain some weight back to get back in to the healthy range. And of course Leah could pretty well use a shower as soon as she finished eating and woke up.

Welkin heard her stomach growl impaitently as if it was demanding why the two were sitting here talking while a perfectly good plate of hotdogs was sitting just in arms reach. He smiles happily returning the soft kiss as he held her close to him resisting the urge to not let go and to just snuggle with her for hours. But Welkin knew she needed to eat and to take a shower. then perhaps the two could spend some time together being able to relax for the first time since they have met. Welkin slid the plate closer to her after taking a hotdog off of it "I made you some lunch. I guess i was right that you would be hungry. And after you eat you can use the shower too, i left some clothes in the bathroom that might fit you better then they will me.. Im sorry i dont have anything that might fit your tastes better but untill we go in to town they should work. Welkin gave Leah a soft comforting smile before starting to eat his lunch Welkin had begun to think inside of his head perhaps he was being a bit too suffocateing for Leah to handle, that she wanted some more space to herself and for him to back off. But Welkin also knew from how Leah was acting around him now she craved the kind of unyeilding attention Welkin wished to provide her. He decided to let her atleast clean herself up and get a good meal in before wisking her away in to his arms to shower her with love and affection untill sleep had claimed them again for the night. Eventhough Welkin would wait untill after her shower he did wish he didnt have to but he did know Leah probably hadnt showered in quite some time and it would do her body wonders to finnaly have a nice hot shower or even bath for a while. After finishing his meal he leaned back against the wall of the tank seeming to contemplate on if he should nap while she was cleaning up or not. He did seem tired but Not nearly as tired as he was yesterday after the two had finished up their passionate night.