[Something like this in Black]

Clinking sounds surrounded the old house as the whisk touched the bottom of the vessel every now and then. The air in the small kitchen was thick with bacon being sizzling on the hot pan with a lot of butter. The man in the glittery black robe had water still dripping from his washed hair while he hummed the music playing at the back. "Modern Love" by David Bowie came to an end, just as "Careless Whisper" by George Michael start at the snap of his painted fingers. He hums along removing the toast from the toaster as he also takes out more butter from the fridge. Putting the cooked bacon on the plate, he poured 3/4 of the eggs on the pan for an omelet adding some chopped onions and green chilies on top of it. He plated two parts of everything he made with a bit more on his, and walked to the dining table. He neatly placed the china and walked to get the omelets that were cooked from the other side too.

🎵Tonight the music seems so loud

I wish that we could lose this crowd

Maybe it's better this way

We'd hurt each other with the things we want to say

We could have been so good together

We could have lived this dance forever

But now, who's gonna dance with me?

Please stay

I'm never gonna dance again🎵

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He sings along with one of the favorite songs he carried from the 80s as he settles on the chair when the doorbell chimes. Snapping his finger, the door opens on its own, Easton standing on the other side. "I was waiting for you," he says which didn't shock Easton at all. "This house is crappy as hell with very limited resources. I'm only having toast and butter for breakfast. Can you believe it?" he rambles with Easton still standing at the door rolling his eyes.

"I mean I don't eat eggs for the breakfast, I eat their mom. But, there's none" he complains irritated from the lack of protein on his plate.

"Let me at least come inside first" Easton groned entering the house.

"What's the point to wait until you come inside, you got the "ultra pro max werewolf hearing" anyway" the man shrugs off already devouring his "not sufficient" breakfast.

"Shouldn't have come first thing in the morning here, when my beautiful mate wanted to sleep in" Easton says sitting in the chair at the dining table. It was around seven in the morning. The usual time when he has breakfast every morning or more like "used" to have.

"You lobe me," the man says with his mouth stuffed with toast as he glides his finger from Easton's jawline to his lips and ends it with a tap on the pair.

"Oh, I don't. Don't talk with your mouth full" Easton shivers as he removes his finger away. "Blake would kill you if he smells you on me" he pulls his chair away. The man laughs and shakes his head.

"I'm a half-vampire, hon. I have no smell" he chuckles jugging the toast down with the orange juice.

"Whatever," Easton says humming around the omelet the man just made. It was insanely delicious. He didn't want to admit it but the man here would make Chef Ramsay pack bags.

"Why did you summon me here though?" he asks eating the spicy omelet. Easton puts his fork down munching off the bacon and nods remembering the purpose he was here.

"There have been rogue attacks in the pack for a few days now," he says once he gulps down the food.

"And? why involve me?"

"Because I think it's not only the wolves that have been involved this time"

"What do you mean?"

"Someone teleported, Tib. It has to someone from the other half of supernaturals" the words make "Tib" halt his moment as the music player goes off. He looks at Easton for some sought of confirmation of this being a joke and the look on his friend's face did say he was dead serious.

"Wow" suddenly all his appetite gone down after two full omelets, six bacon strips, and eight slices of toast, Tib pushes his plate away. "I have been gone for only six years and you guys do this. Tch. Tch" he mocks and gets up from the table to put away the plates once Easton was done eating. "What do you want me to do?"

"I suspect it to be Cassius......" Easton's voice goes low announcing the suspect's name. He knew to be careful and not blow Tib. Tib could feel the hair on his body raising just with the name of the most ancient vampire. He gulps down his nerves and shakes his head which was still facing the kitchen counter.

"Cassius would never involve himself with something this petty, Easton" his voice was all stern and straight with his back facing the alpha. The change in pitch of Tib's voice was enough for Easton to understand the mood and not to provoke the half-vampire anymore. "Though I would try to find the cause"

"Understood. I will make Duncan accompany you" Easton states wiping off his mouth from the napkin that sat on the table.

"Oh? The man that escorted me here yesterday?" Tib was back to his former self as he turned to face Easton with a bubbly smile.

"Yeah, him" Easton groaned recalling the kiss(muah), he heard on the phone yesterday.

"That man is a sexy piece of meat. Do send him" Tib said excitedly, tapping his fingers together. "I can have my fun. He seems big down there" he squeals.

"Don't even think about it, Ezra would kill you" Easton shakes his head at the perviness his friend showed, it wasn't something unusual for him but it has been so long since he was attacked by this man's sexual sayings.

"Hmm... Ezra as in your twelve-year-old brother?" Tib asks confused and dumbfounded.

"That was six years ago, Tib. Do your math. He is eighteen now and is Duncan's mate" Easton shakes his head picking out the dusted books that were put aside in the rack.

"Oh? Really?"

"Uh-huh," Easton was still engrossed in the old book he found. The book was long and thick, pages were stained brown with a muddy smell coming from it. It calmed Easton by just taking a whiff. The cover had a window engraved on it with the name written in the center in Latin.

"I did not find any mate energy on him though. Like yours, you stink" Tib shivers holding his nose. He was capable of sensing the energies the people give off. Be a vampire or a witch he could smell them from a kilometer far.

"It's complicated. And I do not stink, you asshole" Easton put the book back at its former place and walked next to Tib. Easton was a huge man, being a part of the supernatural tribe and a dominant alpha gave him all the precedence over anyone else. But Tib was muscular than Easton but weaker than most of the vampires would be. He had his wide chest peeking out of his glittery robe as his biceps stood out than Easton. The duo looked frightening enough right from the high school days.

"You do stink, rotting dog" Aziel growled at the insult which Tib shooed off. "Yeah, yeah. I know "I'm a wolf, not a dog". Dogs are just you but with a lot more common sense" he walked off ignoring Aziel. "Anyway, I'm gonna have my fun when I can, 'cause he isn't taken yet" he shrugs and smirks.

I don't like him.

"I don't like you either, pup. Too much noise pollution" he says casually as if he didn't just hear Aziel talking inside Easton. "*growl* *growl*" he chuckles.

How did he?..

"I can do anything, pup" he winks Easton's way and snaps his fingers to open the door. "If you guys are done eating my brain and my food, get out. I have my second meal to eat" he walks back to the kitchen and puts the popcorn in the microwave as the TV starts open with a good old Italian movie going. Easton steps out of the house as a voice bubble follows him, he pops the bubble knowing it was Tib's.

"Don't forget to send the hunky piece of meat, I would like to add some sauce on him before devouring" with that the bubble escapes in thin air, leaving Easton to groan with disgust.

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"Hey," Easton locks the front door entering the suite. Blake laid on the couch with a cushion below his head, legs crossed as he watched TV. He was bored, it being Sunday and lonely to be specific, with Easton being gone. After having breakfast, his mate made for him before leaving, Blake sat in front of the television to find something he could entertain himself with. He kept on changing channels after channels until it was afternoon and Easton came home.

"Hi" Blake responded lazily from the couch.

"You don't seem fully awake yet," the alpha says as he puts away his car keys and jacket.

"I am but just bored and hungry" he complains rubbing his tummy.

"Didn't you have a breakfast that I made you?" Easton asks pouring himself a glass of water in the kitchen.

"I did, thank you for that. But, this hunger came because I was bored and had nothing to do" Blake groaned shifting to his side and changing the channel to "Animal Planet"

"Then I'm pretty sure you must be craving one specific thing" Easton states while sitting down right next to his mate's legs.

"I am! Pizza" Blake sits up from his lying position.

"Pizza it is" Easton types away on his phone. "Topping?"

"Pepperoni," Blake says looking into his mate's phone.

"Okay... I'll go with corn, olive, capsicum, and tomato" he enters his favor of toppings while Blake looked at him with disgust in his eyes.

"Veggies. Eww," Blake makes faces pushing him by the arm.

"Sure. Don't come to me asking for one bite when that arrives" Easton smirks knowing exactly how Blake will behave once he sees the pizza.

"Oh please," he flips his imaginary hair, rolling his eyes.

"We'll see"

"We will see"

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"What's wrong with one bite, Easton? Don't be a kid?" Blake complains, trying to reach the pizza box Easton held steady above their head.

"Kid? Me? Right. Who was the one who went all "Eww"?"

"Come on, Easton. Just a bite, you can also have mine" Blake tried to trade.

"Promise?" Easton was indeed tempted to try the pepperoni he never had before but heard a lot from people.

"Promise" Blake grins nodding his head repeatedly.

"Cool" Easton lower his hand eyeing Blake who had an empty pizza box in his hand. Only if Easton knew that. He finally bought his pizza down letting his guard off. In the same instant, Blake threw the empty box on the ground and snatched the box from Easton's hand. The younger alpha ran to the other side of the living room with Easton shouting after him. "You promised, Blake!"

"Yes, I did. There's the box, but unfortunately have nothing in it" he giggles running off to the kitchen. Easton hustled after Blake for the pizza he hadn't even eaten half.

"Blake, stop"

"Make me" he opens the box and picks out the delicious pizza he was eyeing from the moment it arrived. Easton growled playfully running towards his mate. The other alpha dodged Easton and pushed him running off to the bedroom upstairs with the pizza safely with him.

"Blake!!!" Easton chased him to the bedroom and pushed the door open before Blake can lock it. Blake giggled childishly licking the cheese that stuck to his fingers.

"This is so yummy" he licked his lips not noticing the way Easton closing the door.

"Is it?" Easton stepped closer to his mate who copied his steps back.

"Uh-huh," he said, his mouth full with another piece as the cheese slipped from his lips. His eyes closed at the moment enjoying the best pizza ever. And the fact that he smuggled it made it tastier.

His breath hitch as his eyes snaps open when something wet touches his neck. Chilling shivers run down his spine, the pizza in his hand slipping off. The wet muscle traveled upward from his neck to his chin slowly licking off the cheese. His body went motionless as he gulped down loudly. He wanted to run off from Easton and eat away the remaining pizza but the pleasure he felt was too much to run away.

Easton's tongue reached the side of Blake's lips, all the cheese licked off. The goosebumps stayed on Blake's body as the same tongue swept off from this end to the other in a stroke. "Hmm... Tasty indeed" he licked his lips moving away from his mate's lips. Blake, his eyes heavy-lidded, stared at the distance between him and the other alpha.

Before Easton could take another step back, he grabs him by the neck, throws the pizza on the floor, and attacks his lips. Easton, who wanted to initiate the kiss but stepped back because of his act, was delighted. He clutches his left hand to Blake's slim waist and holds him closer with no air in between. Blake sucks on Easton's lips, changing the position of his head. He moans into the kiss with his active junior been bound to another active one down there.

Easton holds Blake's face with his right hand and bends his head back to open his mouth for him which Blake lets him. His tongue enters his little mate's warm mouth and he trembles at the warmth. "E-easton" Blake moan out his name making him hornier than before. He lifts Blake by the waist making him cross his legs around Easton's middle part. "Welp-"

Easton doesn't let go of Blake's lips kissing the life out of him. He walks them to the bed with his member touching Blake's ass. Blake unconsciously grinds on it making Easton growl. He fastens his walk to the bed and throws Blake on it. He doesn't let go a second and reattaches the swollen soft muscles. He then lowers himself onto Blake matching the areas at the right place. His chest was on Blake's, followed by his waist and their members.

Blake moans out loudly throwing his head back when Easton brushes his member at a teasing rate. Easton let go of his lips and run his tongue on the neck which was much more sensitive with the occurring earlier. He sucks and bites at the raw area making Blake buckle. Easton smirked watching the impatience his mate showed.

Blake desperately and shamelessly bucked up for the friction he needed but Easton avoided it on purpose to tease his mate as a punishment for earlier. He chuckles which Blake did hear. He rolled them off so that Easton was pushed down this time with Blake sitting on his waist. He eyed the older alpha, narrowing his eyes making Easton only smile. He then pushed himself a little lower, so that was sitting right on the alpha's clothed hard member making him hiss. He grinds once, watching the change of expression on Easton's face. He bit his lips with the overwhelming feeling he experienced when he watched Easton moaning with his head thrown back. He puts his hands on Easton's legs at the back and grinds again as Easton's hand shoots up to catch his waist and guiding him in a circular motion.

His right-hand slips from the waist to his mate's member and palm him. He could feel the bulge and throb through the jeans. Unzipping the pants, he watches the soaked front. "Excited as much, I see" Easton managed in a hoarse voice.

Blake moaned out without replying with his head in the clouds. The feeling he was riding out was so new to him. The tingles, the shivers, and the butterflies he felt were so new. He wanted to feel this more and more, again and again. He lowered himself to the front and kissed Easton, full of passion and some new feeling he felt. Easton returned the kiss with the same passion as he flipped them back again sucking on his mate's lower lip.

"Easton, I-"

"Brother- " the bedroom door flies open. "OH MY GOD, I'm so sorry" Elias ran out of the room to downstairs at lightning speed.

"Ughh!!!!!!" Easton groaned while Blake blushed a million shades of red. He moved away from Blake and walked straight to the bathroom groaning.

Blake sat up and questioned his existence as reality hit him. "Wow..." he groaned as to why was he behaving like a fucking gay. He looked at his unzipped pants and wondered what would've happened if Elias wouldn't have come.

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Elias sat downstairs on the couch with his brain running in a million directions. "I should've knocked" he groaned remembering the way he witnessed his brother kiss another guy. He shivered at the action replaying in his head.

"You definitely should have," Blake said walking down the stairs. He was barely any embarrassed by the scene earlier. There have been times when people caught him buried deep under the vaginal bushes, so this was nothing. "Now you have a trauma to live on with"

"No, I don't. It's just weird" Elias said calculatingly.

"What is?"

"Brother never had a boyfriend before. But, now he has you, it's confusing" he groaned pulling on his strands. Elias was also not bothered by the kiss but to whom the kiss was given bothered him. A guy.

"You should not be," Easton said as he walked after finishing his business in the bathroom. "Whatever the person's gender is, they are still your mate or your partner. It doesn't matter whether you are kissing a man or a woman. What matters is that, does that the kiss feels right. If it does then it all good" he says sitting next to Blake who also heard every single word. He wondered if the words were meant for him to understand.

"I see, so does kissing Blake feels right, Easton?" Elias asks as he watches the pair who were staring at each other.

"It feels amazing... kissing Blake" Easton replies without blinking an eye and with a loving smile on his face.

"Ahem," Blake says minding the tension with heated cheeks. If this keeps up they would start sucking each other right in front of the kid. "Why are you here, Elias? Got any work?"

"Oh yeah! I came to know that you guys ordered pizza so I wanted to eat some too" he grins.

"Pizza..." Blake nods and looks at his mate.

"Pizza..." Easton nods along.

Pfft-

Both of them start laughing leaving Elias dumbfounded.

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"Tib" Tib offers his hand for a handshake to Blake who stood at his doorstep with Easton. "Tiberius, for long but you can call me Tib like everyone else," he says stepping aside so the couple could enter. He was now neatly and overly dressed in a red and black suit with glitters at the sleeves and borders. The pair came in to see Duncan, who was already sitting on the couch with the TV remote in his hand.

"Hey," he said which Easton replied by going to his side.

"You still got your body safe, right?" he whispered sitting down beside him.

"Thankfully, I still do" Duncan whispers back.

"I can hear you, assholes" Tib states taking Blake to the kitchen for some snack he needed help with to carry.

"So your last name is Brown?" Blake asks as he carries the orange juice tray.

"Oh yeah, I have a Dutch origin so... But, I keep changing my surnames, Brown was named some seventy-five years ago. I will change it once it hit another century. How do Pink sounds?" Tib explains raising his eyebrows with the question.

"Another century?"