Where Foxes Hunt with Wolves - K.A. Merikan Page 0,81
his seatbelt with a determined expression and climbed over the gearstick, into Yev’s lap. “I’ve wanted to do this at the vet’s so badly,” he whimpered, wrapping his arms around Yev’s neck.
Yev’s skin prickled when he looked outside, but barely any cars passed by, and the nearest homes were some yards away. And even if someone had seen them, they’d assume Radek was a girl anyway, because of his long hair.
It would be fine. He could comfort his boy without worry over being confronted by some lowlifes.
Radek’s weight felt nothing but pleasant, and his form fell so perfectly into Yev’s arms he shut his eyes and buried his face in the fiery locks, breathing in the scent of Radek’s hemp shampoo. He couldn’t help but love that Radek was in turn soaking up Yev’s scent from the jacket.
“We could… you know, lay the jacket to rest, if you want.”
“What do you mean?” Radek nuzzled Yev’s ear, curling up to him further when a large truck sped by, making their vehicle stir.
Yev rubbed his lips against Radek’s forehead, sliding his fingers up and down his back. “Bury what remains of that fox.”
“I’d like that,” Radek whispered after a pause. “Is that dumb?”
Yev smiled, meeting the shimmering gaze that was both Ember’s and Radek’s. The two flames that had kept him warm this cold winter. “No. Wouldn’t have suggested it if I didn’t think it made sense.”
Radek exhaled, and his body lost most of its tension, settling into Yev’s arms. He leaned in and kissed Yev’s lips almost shyly, as if they hadn’t enjoyed a beastial fuck just last night. When Yev parted his mouth in invitation, Radek was quick to oblige. He slipped his fingers over Yev’s stubble and made his tongue dance against Yev’s as if this was the most tender fuck. And it was so good even though Yev knew they wouldn’t be having sex there. The mood wasn’t right, nor was the place. But making out with Radek for no reason other than tenderness and comfort was bliss.
Yev tightened his hold around Radek and leaned back in the seat, focusing on the soft pillows of the boy’s mouth, his gentle tongue, his warm breath and soft skin that was smooth as silk. He was one of a kind. Perfect. Beautiful. Lovely. The only one who could understand Yev.
No car stopped to honk at them, and so, they were lost in their bubble of warmth in the middle of winter. Yev didn’t know how much time had passed, but he was still jerked out of the kiss when a phone rang. The Rammstein ringtone was a dead giveaway that it had to be Radek’s.
“Wait, I’ll get that,” Radek gave him one more kiss and arched away to reach the phone. He’d charged it at the vet’s, and while Yev was annoyed it disturbed their peace, they could always finish this moment in the safety of their home.
He frowned when he picked up a nagging, high-pitched tone coming from the receiver. Was it Radek’s Mother? The woman was definitely saying something about the fox farm at the pace of a rocket. He tried to focus on it and understand the conversation.
“Yeah, I closed the farm because it’s completely unhygienic and all over terrible. The animals are held in awful cond—”
“Radek, what do I care? What is this eco-awakening? I need half the income, and that’s it. Or are you gonna send the cops to investigate your own business?”
Radek trembled in Yev’s lap. “No, I’m not, that’s why I ordered the clean-up. We’ll figure out how to do… this better.” He squeezed the phone harder, and Yev noticed his nails grow spikier.
Shit.
Yev grabbed Radek’s wrist and pulled it up to show him what was going on. ‘Hang up,’ he mouthed, but it became clear it had been a bad decision when the golden eyes grew wider, their pupils changing shape.
“Do what better?” asked the woman on the other end of the line. “Jeez, Radek, I think they use gas or something at the farm. They don’t skin them alive. Get over it.”
But Radek’s shifting had already been triggered and he shrank in Yev’s lap within seconds, the phone dropping right next to him. Ember pushed his head out from under the heavy jacket and complained in a whimper.
His face was so adorable with its long muzzle and whiskers that Yev only picked up the cell after a moment’s hesitation.
“He can’t talk to you right now,” he said sternly, pulling Ember close.