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You can come with me, sheesh. But I am going to fight and you’re gonna train me, remember?”
    Gabriel scratched his chin. “Oh, yes. I almost forgot. If you’re really intent on doing this, then yes, I will train with you.”
    “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go. Where can we train? When we’re done, we’ll go to my place.”
    Gabriel paused. “The park. That’ll be the perfect place to do it.”
    “Lead the way.”
    * * * *
    Tony flopped onto the couch exhausted. Gabriel had worked him vigorously. He’d made him run for an hour straight around the perimeter of the park, and then again for another hour in panther form. A small crowd of people had gathered to watch him and his nerves were a train wreck. After running, Gabriel had made him bench press a fallen pine tree and then run more. He was drenched in sweat and told Gabriel to wait in the living room and watch TV while he got into the hot shower.
    The water was soothing against his body throbbing from using muscles he hadn’t used in a while. It beat against him in a calming rhythm, sang a relaxing lullaby as it splashed against Tony’s skin, and streamed down him in thin rivulets. He reached for the shampoo bottle when a pair of hands enclosed around his eyes and Gabriel whispered silkily, “Guess who?”
    “G-Gabriel!” Tony exclaimed, flustered. “When did you…Why are you in here with me?”
    He spun so quickly that he slipped and Gabriel caught him in his strong arms before he hit the bottom of the shower. The vampire helped him to his feet. Tony couldn’t help but drink in the gorgeous sight of Gabriel standing before him wet and naked, his long spill of obsidian hair clinging to his shoulders and back.
    Gabriel encircled his hand around Tony’s waist and pressed his mouth against his ear, nibbled the lobe lightly, and suckled on the end. Tony let out a strangled moan as Gabriel’s hand slipped up and down his shaft in feathery touches. The vampire grinned to himself and pinned Tony’s hands to the wall as he readied himself to enter the other man and halted.
    Tony’s voice was hoarse as he begged, “What are you waiting for? I want you inside me.”
    “You’re so fun to tease,” Gabriel uttered and penetrated Tony. Tony moaned again, this time louder and longer, and Gabriel grunted as he pumped at a nice, slow speed, making sure Tony felt him completely and wholly.
    Tony’s body glistened with pearly luster from the water spraying onto them as he gasped in pleasure. Gabriel rode him like a stallion as the pace quickened and his hold on Tony’s hands tightened as he linked his fingers through the other man’s.
    Tony was the first to come and Gabriel kept riding him, eagerly thrusting in and out, until he could no longer hold himself back and burst his warm seed. Tony’s legs felt like jelly and his knees buckled and he was enveloped by Gabriel’s arms and carried from the shower into the bedroom.
    Gabriel grabbed a towel from the closet and wiped Tony off and then himself, and lay on the bed with the were-panther. Tony gazed longingly at him with verdant green cat’s eyes, and he rubbed his chin against Gabriel’s shoulder before falling back onto the bed.
    “I’m tired,” he mumbled, and Gabriel nodded. The vampire pulled the covers over them, switched the lights off, and embraced Tony to his chest.
    He was not going to let Tony fight. He would find another way to please Lukas. What that way was, though, was still partially uncertain to him.
    The vampire waited until Tony was asleep and carefully got off the bed and padded into the living room.
    He bared his fangs as he faced the man that had so crudely tortured his Tony for so long.
    Lukas.
    The End
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About Elisabeth Morgan Popolow
    Elisabeth Popolow lives in central Pennsylvania and has always harbored a deep passion for writing. When she's not typing on