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By The Dark of the Moon	By : Lycan_Cub Category: G through L > Law & Order Views: 1131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Elliot quickly carried the lycan into the room with him. He placed him on the bed and lay down next to him. "George," he whispered as he ran his fingers through the lycan's raven fur.
Elliot sat up and he stripped off his jacket. Then he took off his shirt and pants.
The morning was coming and soon George would be a human again. He ran his fingers through the fur again.
His mood had been lifted. He didn't feel depressed anymore and soon he knew he would be ecstatic. Two months without the doctor, took its toll on the detective.
He had let his hair grow and had kept about a week worth of growth on his face before he conjured up energy to even shave. Cragen had kicked him off of the case for the month because he nearly attacked a suspect.
It took Cragen, Fin, John, and a couple of others to hold him down. The FBI had already wanted him off the case and they got their wish. Cragen was made to throw him off the case so he disappeared.
The only person he talked to was John and John wasn't going to tell anyone. He looked down at the lycan again. It was hard to believe that it was George.
He wasn't surprised that George wasn't very big but he was fast, lithe, and strong. That was probably one of the reasons why Spelling wanted to keep him. Elliot shook his not wanting to think about the man. He closed his eyes and went to sleep anxious.
George turned and wondered why he was on something soft and cuddle against something warm. He slowly opened his eyes to see blue ones. "El?" He whispered.
"I'm right here," the detective said before kissing him. The doctor returned it with the same strength and passion.
"How did you-."
"I came and got you last night."
George could feel tears sliding down his cheeks as he kissed Elliot again.
Elliot turned them over so that George was underneath him. He could feel the doctor's erection against his stomach.
"I need you," George said, his eyes silver and his voice husky. Elliot moaned at the words.
He quickly pulled off his boxers and then licked the bite mark on George's shoulder.
His eyes turned gold and his canines elongated as the need to bond took over. The doctor moaned and arched against him.
Elliot smiled and got off the bed. George growled and looked at him, his own canines shining. The detective carried back a small bottle of lotion and was quickly on the bed again.
"Someone's impatient," the taller man said as he spread some lotion on his fingers. He pressed one against George's entrance and the shorter man winced in pain.
"Relax." George nodded. It slid in and Elliot started to prepare him.
George moaned. "Hurry up."
Elliot looked up to see the George's silver eyes were hazy and his lips were parted slightly and small whimpers would cross them occasionally. The sight was enough to make the detective throb and he quickly finished stretching George.
Elliot kissed George as he pushed into him. George moaned and arched.
His breathing turned into pants as Elliot slowly filled him completely.
"Oh God," he said, relishing the feeling that he had missed.
"Tight," Elliot whispered huskily in his ear. George moved against him and he started to move slowly not wanting to hurt the doctor.
"Harder. Faster, Elliot. You're not going to hurt me," he growled. The animalistic sound made Elliot thrust harder and faster.
George dug his finger nails into Elliot's back and started to draw blood. The scent of blood, sweat, and sandalwood was intoxicating to Elliot and he lapped at the mark on George's shoulder.
George arched up against Elliot and pushed against him.
There was an animalistic freedom that they both felt and George howled as he came. Elliot joined in and he flooded the doctor with his essence.
The detective nipped at the red bite mark and nuzzled George's neck. George whined and licked at Elliot's ear. The wolf in them started to calm down and their eyes started to change back.
Elliot moved off of George and pulled the shorter man closer to him.
"That was," George started before he paused and thought.
"Different and amazing," Elliot supplied.
George nodded.
"You'll get used to it. That's how I felt when I bonded with you. This was your first time as a lycan. It's not as intense after the first time." The doctor nodded again and his eyes started to droop.
"Sleep. I know that you've had a rough two months and last night was no help. We'll talk later." George was already asleep.
The detective smiled and he let go of him and sat up on the bed. He looked the smaller man over and saw that he had various bruise in different stages of healing.
This made Elliot angry. He knew that the doctor didn't feel much pain but he knew that there could be a lot of discomfort. And it probably didn't help that he all but pounded the man into the mattress. He frowned and stood. There were things he had to do before George woke up again.
George cracked an eye open and rolled over to find the bed empty. His senses sharpened as he sniffed the air looking for Elliot. The detective wasn't there.
He sat up and there was a note laying on nightstand beside the bed.
'Don't freak out, I'll be back. Stay in the room and there are towels in the bathroom'. George yawned and placed the paper back on the table. He got out of the bed and walked the bathroom while he grimaced at the dry stickiness on his body.
Elliot walked into the room with a bag and he smiled as he heard the shower turn off and he placed the bag on the bed. He looked up to see George come out of the bathroom with only a towel on.
"You're back."
"I went out for something to eat," Elliot said as his eyes looked the doctor over. The man had filled out more and he was muscular but not overly.
The transformation had done wonders for him.
"Stop looking at me like I'm dinner." Elliot only smiled and walked towards him.
"More like dessert," he said as he kissed the man. George held on to his towel and returned the kiss.
Elliot pulled him closer and he threaded his fingers in George hair. The doctor pulled away and Elliot nuzzled his neck.
"You smell good." George smiled and he was surprised as he was pulled onto the bed.
He was on Elliot's lap and he was having a bagel shoved at him.
"Eat."
George rolled his eyes and took the bagel. He wasn't really hungry and he wasn't sure it his stomach could take the food. He started to eat and had only taken a few bites and his stomach wasn't agreeing to the food. Elliot noticed.
"Are you okay?" George shook his head and ran to the bathroom.
Elliot was right behind him as he watched the doctor empty the contents of his stomach into the toilet. He kneeled down and rubbed George's back.
"Sorry. I can't eat anything solid, I guess. I starved myself and only ate enough to keep going."
Elliot looked at him angrily. "Why would you do that?"
"All they gave me was this gray slop that would hardly stay down. I normally threw up once before I was able to keep it down."
Elliot nodded. "Are you hungry at all?"
George shook his head. "I don't think I'll be able to keep anything down right now. I'll try later though."
The detective helped the doctor up and brought him back to the bed.
"I have some clothes for you. We're leaving in an hour." George nodded slowly his face contorting at the lingering taste in his mouth.
"Where are we?"
Elliot saw the look and grabbed a bottle of orange juice from the paper bag on the bed.
"Buffalo," he said as he opened the juice and gave it to George.
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