Slow and Passionate

The night passes in a blur, yet time moves at a snail's pace as well. Axel is slow with you, letting you both enjoy a passionate makeout session on his bed. You can't help but moan into your kiss, especially when his hands begin to sneakily go under your shirt. He's exploring without looking, imprinting the feeling of your skin on his own. It may be the only memory he has while sleeping alone in the woods to get him through the lonely nights.

You, on the other hand, are completely still, as if moving would break the wonderful illusion you are experiencing. Part of you is afraid that you are only dreaming this, that you'll wake up and realize the hopelessness of your decisions once more. But you don't wake, not when you accidently bumb your forehead against Axel's, not when you bit your inner cheek out of worry, and most definitely not when Axel begins to mark your neck with hickies. This is real, you are with your first love and about to lose your virginity to him. You are starting your family tonight and, in the morning, your love will march to war.

You lose track of time from there and, before you know it, the sun is rising. Axel is lazily pumping in and out of you, ringing out the last of his load. His seed is lodged deep inside you for the most part, the knot granted to him as an Alpha keeping it inside long enough to travel deeper into your body rather than on your sheets. Your body is still covered in cum though, a way of marking you as his. The scent will cling to you for days, leaving no chance for anyone to mistake your relationship.

As he pulls out for the last time, you can't help but clench to try to stop him. Your fears are rising back to the surface now that lust is not clouding your head. "Don't leave." you whimper, desperately wanting your Alpha to stay, "I..."

"You know I must love." he responds, kissing your cheek, "We'll be leaving soon and I need to make sure we're ready for the fight. You need to take your position as pack leader as well, your people will need you."

You freeze, having not thought of the fact that Khayone would be leaving for war as well. Being the eldest top in the pack and having taken the reins for so long, it would be idiotic to not send him. The others trust him and to not let him go would cause doubt and mistrust in the pack, so you have to take your place as the true leader.

"Come back to me." you say, turning towards him once you're both free, "Come back to me in one piece, alive and well. I can't go on without you, not now that I know what we could have."

Axel says nothing but gently kisses your lips in response. He gently carasses your cheek before getting out of bed and leaving the room. It's time to prove his worth and for you to start praying to your ancestors.