Dinner was over. The table cleared and the dishes cleaned along with the used pots and pans.
Nate Anderson wasn't a big fan of housework. Then again, who was? But he knew that the sooner things got done, the sooner there would be more time for him and the love of his life to be together, so the teenage werewolf lent a paw and helped his boyfriend Alex Ramsey around the dining room and kitchen.
"Now then," began Nate, with a big grin on his lupine muzzle, "now that everything is done, what about dessert?"
"That must be served properly," was all Alex said, as he grabbed one of Nate's paws in his and led his werewolf lover out the back door of the Ramsey house.
"We can't go too far, distance wise," began Alex, as he pulled Nate into a loving embrace, "because we still have to get up early tomorrow to make sure you attend that wedding with your folks. But here in the backyard, under the stars, as nature intended us to be..."
And then the two lovers kissed.
Muzzle was pressed against lupine muzzle as furry arms pulled their respective mate closer.
Both could feel their wolf-hoods starting to rise to the occasion and knew what lied ahead.
As one, Nate and Alex laid upon the grass and spooned for a bit before switching positions to orally pleasure each other.
Neither had the words to describe how wonderful it was to experience their lover so intimately, although both werewolves knew this was just the beginning of their night of passion.
All too soon their objectives were reached.
In time the teenagers resumed their cuddling and kissing, each tasting themselves and each other upon their mate's lips.
Then, in no particular hurry, Nate and Alex just laid in each other's arms and stared at each other.
"Feels like our extended Indian Summer is on the verge of ending," observed Alex, snuggled against Nate. "It's a tad cooler tonight."
"Doesn't feel cold where I am," replied Nate, before nuzzling Alex's neck lovingly. "But considering tomorrow's Halloween, I'm surprised it lasted this long."
"That's climate change for you," was all Alex said, before making himself a little more comfortable against his boyfriend.
For a while, the werewolves were quiet, with nothing more serious on their minds than enjoying the moment and the pleasure of their mate's companionship.
Then Alex asked, "Do you ever wonder about the future?"
Nate had to stop and think about that before replying. "Thanks to weres having prophecy dreams, we do already know parts of it. Your culinary career while I become a teacher with a developing writing career on the side. Then there's also whoever Alice is..." he added, referring to the unknown child their dreams showed the happy couple adopting sometime after their tenth wedding anniversary.
"I know," said Alex, as he gently started running a paw across Nate's chest fur. "We know the end results, but what about the struggles to get there? Moon Lake is a lot more progressive than some places, even without being a secret were sanctuary, but can it really be that easy?"
"Easy or not, I'm with the man I love and I'm here as long as you want me to be," replied Nate, before kissing his boyfriend. Then Nate asked, "What brought all of this on?"
"That wedding everyone's preparing for tomorrow morning and those idiots coming from Alabama who want to ruin it for the happy couple," answered Alex, referring to the wedding of Jennifer Harper to Harold Jenkins. "From what I hear, that scum bag Dieter Wilhelm should be locked up forever and her family given a harsh lesson in reality. This IS the 21st century after all, not the 19th or earlier."
"Things didn't really start changing positively until this past century, and even then I still feel humanity has a long way to go," observed Nate.
"True," agreed Alex. "Why can't man be more like us weres?"
"I don't know Handsome," said Nate, using his pet name for Alex, "I honestly don't know."
"My life wasn't as rough as you said yours was before moving here. Having to hide in the closet as it were and all that other stuff," began Alex, turning to look intently at Nate. "I can't imagine what it was truly like for you, let alone any other normal in our position who doesn't have the chance to move to some place like Moon Lake and have their dreams come true."
"Not every human has a werewolf fetish the way I do," began Nate, while tenderly caressing the arm Alex had around him. "Yet moving here, let alone meeting and falling in love with you..."
The couple kissed again and then grew silent once more.
They laid in the cool grass awhile. Just taking comfort in each other's presence, then...
"Stud?" said Alex, using his pet name for Nate.
"Yes?"
"First off, Julie Stovall was right. When the time comes, we should both hyphenate to reflect our love and lives together. You'll be my Mister Anderson-Ramsey and I'll be your Mister Ramsey-Anderson."
"I agree," said Nate, before kissing his boyfriend.
Then Alex looked up at the sky and said, "We should get inside soon. I have a nice large bed big enough for two..." as he ran a paw back down toward the organ between his lover's legs.
"And I look forward to sharing that with you. Tonight and always," said Nate, before initiating another kiss.
When their muzzles parted, Alex asked, "In the dreams, do you remember the exact date of our wedding, let alone who proposed to who?"
"No. Only that it was in the summer between our high school graduation and the start of college, after we've both turned 18, and until we graduate college and get on our feet financially, your folks don't mind us living in the basement apartment they make for you." Nate didn't bother adding how his parents initially felt when they heard that and the rest of the prophecy dreams Eric and he told them about, but William and Martha Anderson were now both aware that their children had bright futures ahead. "And we live happily, forever after," he added with a smile.
Alex smiled at his boyfriend, and then said, "Nathaniel Anderson..."
"Yes," was all Nate said, quite enthusiastically, before they kissed once more.
Then the joyous howls of two very happy werewolves filled the night, before Nate and Alex got up and went back into the Ramsey house to celebrate their future together.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness. Only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate. Only love can do that.—Doctor Martin Luther King, Junior