Richie ran through the forest, jumping and ducking to avoid branches and sticks that could trip him up.

He glanced behind himself and saw the piercing blue eyes of the wolf that was trailing close behind. The lanky teen whimpered and dug his feet deeper, going faster and creating a bigger gap.

Sadly, his efforts were proven useless as a claw caught his shirt and he was tackled to the ground, coming face to face with the dangerous creature. His body slick with sweat as he panted in the wolf's close face.

The large animal got off the pale boy's chest and sat next to him. Richie sighed, feeling the disapproving lecture that was soon to follow.

"I know, I know." Richie groaned, sitting up and slumping against a tree. He watched as the white coated animal moved to sit in front of himself.

The two looked at each other for a while, Richie feeling tears welling up in his eyes. He let out a frustrated groan and covered his face with both hands.

Mike shifted back to his human form, shirt missing and his pants hanging low on his hips. He leaned forward and gently gripped Richie's wrist, pulling them away from his pink face.

"Look bunny," Mike began, Richie lifting his head so Mike was in his view. "You have to get faster. You being my mate puts you-"

"Puts me in more danger than everyone else, I know." Richie finished, his legs coming up to his chest and arms wrapping around them. "You tell me every time."

Mike went to proceed in his explanation when he was cut off by sniffling. "Hey, hey, hey. Bunny, what happened?" He asked, moving so he was sitting next to Richie against the tree.

"Mike, I'm trying. I really am and it sucks that I can't run as fast as the others. It sucks that I'm not meeting your expectations, but I'm fucking trying." Richie said, more tears rolling down his cheeks.

Richie was never one to cry in such a dramatic fashion, but it hurt to know Mike- his own mate- didn't even get that. It hurt to know that despite his best efforts, he wasn't good enough for his alpha.

Mike pulled Richie into his lap, the pale male's face between his neck and shoulder. Hot gasps of air hit Mike's neck as the smaller's breath got heavier.

"I'm sorry bunny, I didn't mean to make you cry, I'm just worried about you." Mike whispered, rubbing his hand up and down Richie's back to help him calm down. He left occasional kisses on Richie's hair as he began breathing evenly.

They stayed cuddling until Richie's sobs went to just little sniffs. Mike pulled him away from his neck and held his face, running his thumbs under the smaller's eyes to wipe the tears away.

"I love you so much, bunny. Mike whispered before pulling his mate into a soft and loving kiss.

Richie wrapped his skinny arms around Mike's neck and pulled him closer. The sudden urge to have their skin touching engulfing both of them.

The two then began to make out passionately, only pulling away when the need for air became too much. Soon, Richie was hovering above Mike as their lips stayed connected.

Mike gripped the thin waist of his boyfriend and pulled them down so they were grinding together.

"Mike, we should go to the house." Richie said between moans and whines. Mike ignored the request and continued the grinding, moving to leave kisses on Richie's neck.

The pale teen forgot about that, though, as Mike sucked and nipped at his neck. "Fuck bunny, take off your clothes." Mike groaned, his cock straining against his jeans.

Richie nodded eagerly, getting off the taller one and stripping. Mike stood as well and began doing the same.

When he was finished, he looked over and noticed Richie still had his shirt on. The tan male walked behind Richie and wrapped his strong arms around his waist. "Why don't you take off your shirt?"

Richie melted into the embrace and sighed. "I just don't want to, for now anyways." He answered simply. Mike nodded, not wanting to push it further.

Mike then turned him around pushed their lips together in heated kiss. Richie pushed into Mike's chest as the taller one's hands went up his shirt.

Richie's hands found their way into his hair, tugging on it when then accidently grinded together. "Lay on your back, bunny." Mike said after pulling away from the kiss.

The pale teen moved away from his alpha, doing as he was told. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths as Mike came and between his legs.

Mike ran his large hands down from Richie's knees to his inner thighs. "I don't need prep." Richie informed, thighs tingling at the gentle touch.

"You need prep or you'll get hurt." Mike lectured as if Richie didn't know. "I already preped myself at the house. I thought I was gonna get lucky, but then you made me run." Richie explained, crossing his arms at the end.

Mike let out a quick laugh before slicking his cock with his spit, making sure it was wet enough. He then sucked his fingers, using them to wet Richie's hole next.

"I could've sucked it." Richie pouted as he watched his mate.

"I know you could've." Mike said, a fake pout on his own lips and his dick lining up with Richie's hole.

The pale male went to argue when he was suddenly pushed into. His jaw relaxed in pleasure, his mouth dropping open and letting breathy moans out.

"Tell me when to move, bunny." Mike said after bottoming out. Richie soon nodded after a few deep breaths.

Mike smirked and pulled out slowly, snapping his hips forward. The smaller's face contorted in pleasure as his prostate was hit immediately.

A feeling on satisfaction went through the larger male's body at the thought of him being the only one to make Richie feel this way. Knowing that he made his mate feel so good to scream his name in pleasure.

"Faster, Mike, please." Richie asked between gasps of air. Mike followed the request, going at an ungodly speed to draw them closer.

The sudden feeling came back, the need to feel each other's skin against themselves. The feel the sweat and breaths of each other. Richie moved his hands to the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head.

Mike leaned forward so his chest was against all of Richie, his head in his neck. "Mike- fuck- I'm gonna cum." Richie warned, his cock twitching between them.

A groan came from Mike as he took in the scent of his lover. He hasn't been this close to the smaller one is weeks- months even. He knew the time of marking Richie was close so he was actively him.

And god did he miss it. He was worried that marking Richie would draw too much attention to him and get him noticed by outsiders, but right now, he could care less. So, despite everything in him telling him not to, he bit down on Richie's neck.

Richie felt the pain and satisfaction jolt through his body as Mike bit harder. He screamed, his cum painting his thighs. "Fuck, Alpha, fuck yes." He moaned, pleasure still coursing through his shaking body.

The pale boy had been asking Mike to mark him for the longest. He would beg Mike into the late hours of the night to try and get him to do it.

Mike thrusted a few more times before releasing into Richie's hole. He slowed his thrusts until he was at an complete stop. The two styed in the same position, catching their breath and sharing small kisses.

"That has to be one of the best highs I've ever hit." Richie said, getting a huff from Mike. The tan teen then gently pulled out of his mate and sat in front of him.

"Come here, I need to clean your neck." He said, helping Richie sit up. The pale one crawled so he was straddling Mike's thighs again.

When he was comfortable, he leaned his head to the side and let Mike lick up over the wound. Small whines and whimpers came from Richie at the pressure applied to the mark, but sighed as Mike finished.

"All done, bunny." He said getting a smile and peck in return. Richie then nuzzled into the alpha's neck and began relaxing.

~~~~~~~~~~

Stan looked over to Eddie, holding his hand out. The brunette groaned and dug in his pocket before pulling out a $20 bill.

"I told you~" Stan sang, watching Eddie huff and cross his arms. "I don't get how you're always right." Eddie said, looking back at his cuddling friends.

Stan just gave an innocent smile and turned around to go back to camp, Eddie following closely behind.