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     Rave's willingness to do this sparked curiosity within Terran, but he wasn't going to question it. He trusted Rave enough to allow the other to ask whatever he pleased of Terran, and Terran happily obliged each time. Even now, when it Rave had asked something of him that he didn't think he would be capable of doing, at least not without consequences for others. 

               Terran's hands didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to do and that scared him, but he would try this -- at least once -- for Rave. He decides to keep his hands on the bed, holding himself up while he continued to move his lips softly with Rave's own. Rave was kissing him almost hungrily, and that frightened Terran as well, but he doesn't let it bother him for long. Never had Terran been dominant in this kind of relationship, in any kind of relationship, and he knew that was what Rave wanted him to do. So it stood to say that this would be a learning experience, for the both of them.

     Finally, Terran stopped thinking so much, and just felt. His lips moved just a bit faster, and harder, and his tongue slid across Rave's mouth for a moment. He let one of his hands thread fingers through Rave's hair, letting out a small, soft sound as he felt himself finally growing a little aroused. This was the last chance he had to stop this, but now, he didn't want to, so he continues to kiss Rave deeply and hopes he won't make a fool of himself while doing this.

♮ The first time

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     The look on Rave's face only made Terran feel more guilty, especially after he hears the other speak. He didn't want to let the sad and disappointed tone to Rave's voice sway him, but it did. Rave was the only person that could ever get Terran to change his mind about anything; Terran had yet to figure out if that was good or bad. He moves toward Rave more and lifts the other's chin up, gazing in Rave's eyes for a moment before leaning down and pressing their lips together. He kisses Rave deeply, and after a few moments, he slowly pushes the other down on the bed, getting on top of him all while their lips continued to move together, and Terran ignored the slowly receding sick feeling in his throat.

♮ The first time

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     Terran remained in his spot on the bed, now feeling just the slightest bit uncomfortable without a shirt on. He knew Rave meant well but Terran just wasn't able to do what Rave wanted, and that made the elder feel terribly guilty. "You don't understand, Rave," Terran starts, with a sigh, as he stands and turns to face Rave. "I hurt people when that happens. I destroy things, Rave. I don't have enough of a handle on my power to be able to control it while simultaneously receiving...pleasure." He pauses for a moment, stepping forward again. "My most destructive powers are directly linked to my intense emotions. If I ignore that...I would be ignoring all of my duties, and I feel that you are worth that, but I feel even worse for thinking that. I can't do that, Rave. As much as I want to, I cannot."

♮ The first time

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     Attempting to create new fruit-bearing plants was not an easy task, but Terran had commit himself to doing it and had been doing so for the last few hours. He was nearly there, and he had his arms held out, hands palm down over a few pots with growing trees in them, when Rave enters the room. Terran turns his attention to the werewolf and listens, and his eyes widen at the other's declaration. He doesn't know what to say, or what to do, but his face is flushed with color. "Rave..." He starts, looking around the room for a few moments before his eyes fell back to Rave. "I...can't. You know that. I thought you were alright with that..."

♮ The first time

         Rave was nervous as he entered the house. He knew what he wanted today and it had taken a lot to convince himself that he wanted this. Well taken him a lot to think about it. The reason he and Terran worked so well was because they weren’t sexual, but at the same time the thought that lingered in his head was his last time was not with somebody he wanted. So walking into their room he bit his lip as he looked at Terran. “I…. I think that we should….. Terran,” he paused, he wasn’t good at saying what he wanted. “I want to to have sex with you. For the first time.”

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     "She rather likes you, quite a lot. She's never taken to anyone so quickly like she has with you."

  “Am I? Well at least I am to somebody. I’m not that good anymore with being silent, not with Tine following me around all the time. She almost followed me into town.”

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     "I'm not sure. But you're plenty graceful for me."

"No? Am I supposed to? Are werewolves suppose to have a wolf’s grace? I think I have more of the grace of a thief out of practice."

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     "You...fell? Aren't you supposed to have the grace of a wolf?"

"That wasn’t Tine…. Sorry, I was going to get something to fix it cause I fell earlier. And I tried to get her to stay outside but she just keeps following me in."

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     "If you're going to have Tine inside, please try to make sure she doesn't scratch the wood to bits."

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     "Do you never think to try and be anything more than the role you've been given by everyone else? Have you ever tried giving yourself a different standard than everyone else has for you? I don't care what you think of yourself, or what anyone else thinks of you. I don't care."

     "I don't care because I see you differently. I judged you before I knew you and I shouldn't have -- it's given you this notion that I'm going to leave and never come back the moment you lash out. I'm not. I am not leaving, Klaus. I will stay here with my arms around you until you understand that."

"All right, fine. Do you want to know why? The real reason I plunder and murder and take what I please when I please?"

"Because I can’t help it. Because this is who I am and no matter how many times you continue to hope for me, even as it dashes time after time within your faithful, green eyes, I will always disappoint you. I will never change, Terran. I was born a monster and a monster is all I’ll ever be able to be.” 

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     "Klaus -- stop."

     "Just tell me what's wrong."

"Why must you always assume that something has bothered me, Terran? Perhaps there is no explanation but the fact that this is who I am?"

"You are nature and I am its abomination, so why do you allow me to matter to you?"

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     "Well, let's see; ask you what's wrong, try to figure out what's bothering you, try to help. And it doesn't repulse me because I know you're going to do it. I cannot control you or the things you do, so I choose to ignore it.

     You lash out when you're upset, so I ask: what is bothering you?"

"Then, what else could you possibly have been planning to do? You know I murdered them; doesn’t that repulse you?"

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     "I was not going to lecture you -- but alright. I'll just leave you to your solitude, then."

"I’m in no mood for a lecture on the sanctity of humanity, Terran. So if that’s what you’re here for you may as well leave." 

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"I'm pregnant and it's yours." Send this to the next 10 people on your dash just for shits and giggles to get a reaction.

     "Uhm...what?"

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     "Well, uh -- hey, Niklaus."

"—If that’s your son or brother and your daughter or sister beside him, might I suggest a closed-casket ceremony? I hear the expenses are less that way."