Moments

The air that seeped through the forest was downright freezing. Frost gathered on various plants, creating lovely patterns. Most animals huddled in their dens and barrows to escape the cold. But not them… no.

“Jake…” The panted word hung in the air of the clearing, visible as a small white cloud due to the cold.

Jacob captured Seth’s lips, effectively cutting off anything else he had to say. Instead Seth could only groan into the kiss, his arms wrapping around Jacob’s neck, his legs around Jacob’s back. Jacob thrust his tongue into Seth’s mouth, plundering the moist cavern. His hand wrapped around Seth’s throbbing erection between their bodies as he pulled his own cock from where it was buried in Seth’s ass.

Seth ripped his lips away from Jacob’s, crying out in ecstasy when Jacob thrust back in, hitting his prostrate. He quickly lost himself in the feelings that followed Jacob’s powerful thrusts into his body, and the feeling of Jacob’s hand stroking his cock. Seth tightened his legs around Jacob’s waist.

“…Nn! Jake…”

Those sounds and his name were the only things Seth ever said during moments like this. Jacob liked that, he liked that a lot. These moments weren’t for talking and spilling your dreams, these moments were for losing yourself in the passion. And there was always passion with Seth. Fucking fate…

“Ah!”

Jacob could feel Seth’s muscles tightening around his cock and he knew it wouldn’t be long now. His hand around Seth’s cock sped up, needing to bring the younger to completion first. The only sounds that met his ears were Seth’s whimpers and the sound of skin slapping against skin.

Seth arched his back, mouth open in a silent cry, as his orgasm washed over him. Spurts of cum shot from his cock, landing on his chest, but he didn’t care. The waves of his orgasm were only heightened as Jacob kept thrusting into his body.

The alpha groaned loudly as Seth’s muscle’s spasmmed around his cock. One, two, three quick more thrusts and he tensed as he came, filling the boy under him with his seed. When the feelings had passed he collapsed on top of Seth, panting. He was barely aware of the warm lips pressed against his temple, or the fingers running lightly through his hair but he found comfort in them just the same.

Jacob finally caught his breath and he sat up, slowly pulling out of Seth. He used a rag he had in the pocket of his shorts to clean them both up. “Thanks Seth,” he said quietly, the words hanging in the air.

Seth shivered as he sat up, the sweat drying on his skin causing a chill. He gave Jacob a small smile. “Anytime Jake.” He watched as Jacob got dressed, a feeling of sadness settling in the pit of his stomach. “Did you really mean it?” He asked quietly.

Jacob paused for a second before he finished pulling his shirt over his head. “Yeah.” He was going to die in this battle. There was no other way around it.

Seth worried his bottom lip before he spoke again. “Promise me something Jake.”

“Aw c’mon Seth, don’t make me promise you that I’m going to come back safe like those cheesy war movies.” He watched as Seth fought a smile and had to fight one of his own. Then Seth met his eyes and he couldn’t breathe. The worry and love he saw shining there took his breath away.

“Just… don’t forget me okay?” Seth whispered.

Jacob’s heart gave a painful thud in his chest. He leaned over and cupped Seth’s cheek before he lightly kissed Seth’s lips. “No one could forget you Seth.”