100 Puppies and Dragons

Separation

Seto whined. "Why do you have to leave?"

The younger boy blinked, then tilted his head awkwardly. "Well, ya said ya didn't want any pups. I'm gonna go into heat in a couple of days and since ya don't want pups I hafta go out on my own."

The vampire was immediately disgruntled. "And who is going to protect you while you're in heat?"

"Seto, we already decided not t' have pups this year," the blond replied slowly. "Even vampires aren't immune t' the scent we exude when we're in heat. We need t' be separated if we don't wanna make a mistake."

Seto frowned and reached out to grab his hands. "Don't you have any faith in my self-control?"

Joey giggled. "T' be honest, no. Remember when we first mated?"

The brunet blinked, then tilted his head, brows furrowing together in confusion. When he remembered the way he'd practically mauled the younger teen when he'd consented to mate, he blushed a little. "Oh."

"And when I told ya I didn't wanna have sex after I got in that fight so my broken bones could heal properly, but ya convinced me anyway? My leg still hurts when it gets too cold out," the werewolf added, laughing a little. "Seto, ya said ya don't want pups, and while I must admit I'm hopin' you'll change your mind someday, I know ya don't want 'em now. It's not like I'm leavin' ya. It's just a short separation so that you're not stuck with pups ya never wanted. It's not fair t' either of us."

Seto sighed and leaned his forehead against the blond's. "This isn't fair. Why can't they get birth control for werewolves?" Realizing what he'd just said, he flinched. "Uh—I mean—that is—"

Joey snorted. "No, I agree. Ya think this is gonna be a picnic for me? I'm gonna be all by myself for a week with no one t' fuck me when I'm at my horniest."

The brunet released another pathetic noise from his throat. "Get me riled up right before you have to go, of course." He pulled the werewolf into a hug and sighed. "I'll miss you. You'll at least tell me where you'll be and allow me to guard where you're staying?"

"It's a special hotel with walls so thick that the smell of our heats can't get out. Ya probably won't be the only mate prowlin' around." The blond nuzzled his chin lightly. "And I'll give ya my room number just in case there's an emergency."

Seto began kissing his neck gently. "When do you leave?"

"Tomorrow, just t' be safe. You can take me t' the hotel if ya want—see what it's about, check t' see if it's up t' your standards. Then we can maybe go out for one last—Ooh!" Hips jerking forward when the brunet grabbed his thighs and spread them, Joey whined quietly. "Seto, ya didn't even lemme finish talkin'-!"

The vampire nuzzled his throat and sighed. "I'm still listening."

"Ngh—but—you're…" The blond whimpered, then took a deep breath and continued, "Maybe we can go out for one last dinner before I hafta go back t' the hotel."

Seto kissed his throat a few moments longer before leaning back with a smile. "That sounds wonderful. And then when your heat's over, we can go out to dinner again to celebrate."

Joey blushed a little, surprised that the brunet wasn't mauling him one last time before he had to leave, then smiled bashfully. "Oh, okay."

The vampire decided not to tell him that he had already known where he was going and had only pretended not to because Joey hated it when he got 'overly-stalkerish,' as he described it. What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

Well, actually, what Joey didn't know wouldn't hurt Seto, because he had no doubt that the werewolf would smack the crap out of him if he knew what he did to watch him without his knowing.

Joey frowned in concern. "Seto, are you okay? Ya just went pale. …er."

The brunet smiled awkwardly. "I was just thinking."

"…Well if it's gonna make ya whiter, maybe you should stop," the werewolf suggested, tilting his head a little.

Seto laughed—a tight, awkward thing that sounded more strained than mirthful. "Taking a page out of your book, hmm?"

Joey narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "…Yeah, why not." He could tell something was up, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

After all, vampires were spectacularly bizarre and he was certain that the reason behind the brunet's sudden nervousness would only piss him off.