Full Moon Family Pt. 01

Thank you so much for stopping by! Hey, remember in Full Moon on Friday when Aric hit a wolf driving up to his parents cabin in the woods, which turned out to be a hot guy? Well they got married! This is the first chapter of a 3 part story of Aric, Darin and their family.

This is a gay romantic drama with mentions of supernatural elements but no actual werewolves. There's a little bit of blood, a little bit of rough sex. If those thing bug you, give this a skip. Everyone involved in sexual situations is well over 18 years old. All characters are mine. I hope you enjoy!

Full Moon on Friday: Full Moon Family

Chapter 1

August 2029

Full Moon in Two Days

"Hhhhaa, yeah," Darin groaned.

His hard cock slapped against his abdomen, swishing through the sizable puddle of precum that had dripped there. Aric hovered over him, face slicked with sweat, teeth gritted as he grunted.

Darin's wrists were gripped tight over his head pinned in one of Aric's fists. His other hand was pressed behind Darin's knee, pushing it into the mattress. His throbbing cock slid in and out of Darin smooth and fast.

"Fuck, Darin," Aric panted as his hips rolled madly into his husband.

"Cum in me, Aric. Yeah, fucking cum in me!"

Darin's back arched off the bed, his pointed teeth gritted together. One hand wrenched from Aric's grip and curled into a claw at his shoulder. He dragged it diagonally across Aric's shoulder roughly as his cock erupted, sending streams of cum up his stomach.

"Ahh, fucking hell!" Aric shouted. He pulled his unspent cock from Darin. "Oww, dammit Darin," Aric said, dragging one hand across the long scratch marks that stretched from his shoulder over his left pec.

Darin flushed a little, letting out a long, satisfied sigh.

"Sorry baby," Darin panted out.

Aric sat next to him on the bed, inspecting the scratches as his erection slowly deflated.

"Jesus, these are deep," Aric grumbled as the scratches started to bleed, trickles rolling from each scrape.

"Oh fuck! I'm sorry!" Darin said sitting up quickly, going to his knees to inspect the scratches down Aric's shoulder. "I didn't mean to; they were sharper than I realized."

Darin glanced down at his nails as if they had betrayed him.

"Darin, I told you, you can't do this shit so close to the full moon. You can't control yourself as well," Aric said.

He pushed up from the bed roughly and went to the bathroom, retrieving the rubbing alcohol and bandages from a cupboard. Darin felt a flash of anger that he tried to quell. He sighed deeply as he regained control of himself and drove his hand quickly through his hair.

He snatched his t-shirt from where it had been tossed a while ago and used it to swiftly wipe his stomach clean. Then he popped up out of bed and followed Aric to the bathroom where he pressed a towel to his wound.

"Aric I really am sorry," he said slowly. "I did sort of loose it. Maybe... maybe we should go back to the cuffs and stuff."

Darin stared at the ground; his face flushed beet red. Aric regarded him in the mirror as he continued to apply pressure to the scratches. When he glanced down and saw the bleeding was slowing, he sighed slightly, tossing the towel on the counter.

"C'mere, pup," Aric said quietly.

Darin walked towards Aric, as the taller man turned and opened one of his arms. He enveloped him in a warm embrace and planted a kiss on his head.

"At least it's not in a place mom and dad will see," Darin offered.

"Yeah, at least there's that," he said with a chuckle. "Listen pup, I know you hate the cuffs. But if you can't control yourself, what other options do I have? These fucking hurt, and not in a sexy way," Aric said as he gestured to the scratches.

Darin nodded and fought against the anger roiling up in him. The desire to snap back, and say mean things, was always so strong around the full moon.

"I feel you tensing up," Aric said quietly. "You getting mad?"

Darin took a deep breath.

"I'm reining it in," Darin said.

He pulled away from Aric and picked up a clean cotton ball dousing it with alcohol. He started dabbing carefully at the scratches, while Aric gritted his teeth at the sting sucking in a hard breath.

"Sorry," Darin grumbled, then blew gently on the slashes, cooling the burning sting.

Darin finished dabbing the cuts with alcohol then pressed a clean sterile bandage over the wound taping it into place. Aric brought a hand up to Darin's face, stroking a thumb over his cheek. Darin turned his head, nuzzling into the palm.

"I am though, I am sorry," he said, suddenly desperate for Aric to forgive him.

"I know you are pup," Aric said huskily. "What you should really be sorry for is this raging case of blue balls. You ripped into me before I could cum."

"Oh, shit! Then I'm really, really sorry," Darin said, his eyes darkening seductively as his hand traced down Aric's stomach to his half-aroused cock.

"Gently pup," Aric breathed as Darin stroked a hand over him.

"I'll go gently baby," Darin promised.

He fought against the deep urge to rough him up, to rip off the bandage and drag his tongue along the scratches. He growled instead, loud, letting his chest press against Aric so he could feel the vibration of it.

"Ah, god Darin," Aric moaned.

He turned, pressing his lower back to the bathroom counter, hands gripping the edge. Darin's fingers danced over his cock as it eagerly dripped with anticipation. He brought his other hand to Aric's aching balls, massaging them gently. He twitched and groaned at the touch.

Darin pressed his fingers over Aric's taint, rubbing rhythmically. All the while, he held back the feral creature that prowled in him. Aric whimpered his eyes closed, head falling back as Darin's fingers twisted around the tip of his cock, swiping up the moisture that flowed almost constantly.

"Yeah, ohh fuck, hhhhnn," Aric panted as Darin's hand stroked up and down his hard shaft. "Don't stop, fuck, don't stop! Faster!"

Darin increased his pace, still holding back his ferocity, growling continuously, pumping rapidly up and down, twisting his wrist as he circled the head. Aric's hips bucked along with the stroking, his balls beginning to pull close to his body.

"Darin, I'm gonna cum! Please! Yeah! Fuck, hhhgggnnn AHAH!" Aric thrust his hips forward as his cock spurt into Darin's hand. "Oh, fuck!"

Aric shuddered as Darin continued to stroke slowly over his sensitive glans. Darin grinned watching Aric's face contort from desperation to pleasure, thighs quivering as the stroking slowed. Aric opened his eyes slowly, as his panting breaths evened out.

Darin brought his hand, covered with Aric's cum to his mouth and licked up his palm. Aric bit his lip watching him. Darin didn't break eye contact as his tongue slipped between each finger sucking them clean. He went to his knees and lapped up the mess on Aric's cock, grinning at his gasps and twitches.

"God, I love you, pup." Aric pulled Darin up to him and planted a kiss on his lips.

"I love you too baby," Darin said.

~~

Full Moon in One Day

Darin sighed roughly and stared out the window. He hated the drive up to his in-law's cabin. The winding road made him carsick even if he was sitting up front and looking through the windshield. What's worse is the winding road got most intense when there was no horizon to focus on.

Darin could handle highway driving and in town driving because there was always a far-off point to focus on. But once the winding mountain road began there was nothing but close-range switchbacks causing his stomach to roll violently.

These roads also brought back several not-so-great memories of all the time he'd spent alone up in these mountains. He knew he was lucky that it had been Aric who had hit him that night five years ago. It easily could have been some macho hunter type that would have left him for dead or finished him off completely. Moreover, Darin had known that Aric was his fated mate as soon as he saw him. He hated the idea of having a fated mate and thought, or hoped rather that maybe it had skipped him, since he was gay.

His old working hypothesis was that it was a reproduction thing and since he couldn't make babies with another man maybe he didn't have a fated mate. But once he laid eyes on Aric something had ticked over in his brain, his heart, his whole being. Even in his wolf form he had recognized him for what he was.

"Darin, you ok pup? Want me to slow down? Maybe stop for a break?" Aric asked.

Darin glanced quickly at Aric causing his stomach to lurch unpleasantly.

"How much longer?" he asked quickly.

"Maybe 30 minutes, if I stay at this pace," he said glancing quickly at his husband.

Darin's face had taken on a pale greenish hue. Darin blew out a quick breath.

"I think I need to stop," he said. "Sorry baby."

Aric shook his head as he slowed the pickup and eased to the shoulder.

"Not a problem pup," Aric said.

Once they had come to a smooth stop Darin popped his seatbelt and opened his door quickly. He leaned out, resting his elbows on his knees taking long slow breaths. Aric unbuckled his own seat belt, then reached over and rubbed Darin's back slowly.

He could feel the tension in his back and shoulders, but there weren't any hiccups or random heaves, which was a big improvement over the last several trips. Darin had tried for a long time to make the entire drive without stopping. Aric was embarrassed to admit that he hadn't even noticed Darin's struggles with motion sickness for months. It was an awful mess when he'd finally realized how carsick Darin actually got.

"I need to get out and walk a little," Darin said easing himself off the seat.

He stood by the door for a second, gripping the armrest getting his bearings.

"Hold up, Darin," Aric said.

He hopped quickly out of the cab and went to Darin's side, putting an arm around his waist.

"Come on you don't want to be this close to me right now," Darin groused, wiping a hand over his sweat slicked forehead.

"Aww, it's not as bad as last month," Aric said.

Darin paled further, pressing his lips to a thin line. After reading an article online that said eating a good meal before a trip sometimes helped with motion sickness had failed so thoroughly Darin vowed never to believe anything he read on the internet ever again.

"Please don't talk about that right now. Not helping, also so fucking embarrassing," Darin said.

Aric chuckled.

"Well, we did learn getting a big brunch before heading up the mountain was a terrible idea," Aric said as he led Darin down the shoulder of the small mountain highway a bit.

"I said not to talk about it," Darin said shakily.

"Sorry pup."

Aric smiled and pressed a kiss to Darin's sweat moistened temple. Darin took slow deep breaths and gradually the color started to come back into his face. They stopped at the edge of the forest, looking out over the wooded area admiring the view of trees as far as they could see. Aric glanced at Darin, happy to see a little color in his cheeks again, a small smile on his lips.

"Feeling better?" he asked.

"Yeah, a bit," Darin said. "How long is it to walk from here? I hate the thought of getting back in there."

"Too long pup," Aric kissed the top of his head. "It's steep and too twisty."

"Oh, I know how twisty it is." Darin looked out over the trees. "We should go I guess."

"Want me to slow down?" Aric asked as they shuffled back to the pickup.

"I don't really think it matters," he said, with a shrug.

"Is it a werewolf thing?" Aric asked.

Darin scoffed.

"Plenty of normal humans get carsick Aric," Darin said.

He sighed as he climbed back into the pickup's cab. Aric went around to the driver's side and slid behind the wheel.

"I know that lots of people get motion sick. It's just... you're the most hypersensitive motion sick person I've ever met," Aric said. "You get sick on the way to the grocery store, pup."

"I'm not that bad," he grumbled. Aric grinned at him. "I've always been this way. Before my family fucking shunned me, we didn't really leave our compound much," Darin said.

"How did you make it across the country if you get so sick in cars?" Aric asked.

Darin shrugged and shuddered as the pickup pulled out on the road.

"I invested in large amounts of those doggy poop bags and just kept them handy," Darin said. "Most people were chill about it. The ones that weren't would just drop me off right away."

"Hmm," Aric said concentrating on driving as smoothly as possible for Darin. "I guess we're never going to Paris then huh?"

"What?" Darin asked.

"Paris, like we talked about a few months ago. I was saying how we'd never been on a honeymoon. You suggested Paris. If you get this sick in a car though, I wonder how you'd fare on a plane," Aric said.

Darin stared out the window as his stomach started rolling again.

"I want to go," Darin said. "Maybe I could try those motion sickness pills, or don't they have those glasses now? Or those pressure point bracelets? Maybe all those things would help."

"I don't want you to be miserable for ten hours on a plane. That's the worst," Aric said.

"Yeah," Darin agreed. "I dunno, we'll see I guess."

He took a deep breath. Aric glanced at him. The color was draining from his cheeks again.

"Only a few more minutes now pup. Maybe 15, 20 at worst," Aric assured him.

"Fuck," Darin said.

He glanced down at the glove compartment quickly and popped it open.

"I can stop again Darin," Aric offered.

"We literally just did. I just want to get there. We've already stopped so much anyway," Darin said, a wave of guilt joining the roiling nausea in his stomach.

Darin and his issues with motion sickness usually ended up adding at least an hour to the drive up the mountain. He pulled out the package of sick bags they had started stocking in the glove compartment and opened one up.

"Come on pup, I'll just stop," Aric said.

"No, we're nearly..." he took another deep breath, and swallowed hard. "Nearly there."

~~

Claire looked up at the rumble of her son's pickup truck. She watched as Darin pushed open the door and slid out of the passenger side. He walked toward the edge of the driveway, by the trees and leaned forward hands on his knees, a bright blue bag clutched in one hand.

Aric hopped out next, moving quickly to Darin's side blocking the view of him from the house. Claire's heart warmed at his care for his husband. His hand rubbed over his back slowly. After a few moments Aric moved away from Darin. He had taken the blue bag from him and was leaning into the passenger side tucking it away.

Darin was now standing upright, his head tilted back, hands planted at his low back, clearly taking some deep breaths.

"Jim! The boys are here!" Claire called down the hallway.

"Alright," a creaky voice called back. "Did Darin make it all the way up the mountain without making a mess of himself?"

"Hush Jim don't embarrass the poor boy," Claire called back. Jim came unsteadily down the hall, one hand braced on the wall. "You OK hon?"

"I'm fine Claire," Jim smiled. "I just gotta take it slow."

Aric knocked once before opening the door.

"Mom, dad! We're here."

"Come in boys!" Jim called. "Just moving slow today."

"Dad, you OK?"

Aric came through the cabin quickly to escort his dad the rest of the way to the kitchen.

"Oh yeah, just a little stiff today," Jim said.

"Hey," Darin said quietly from the door.

Claire walked over to Darin and pulled him into a careful hug.

"Hi sweetie," she brushed his hair off his forehead. "You feelin' OK? How was the ride up the mountain?"

"The usual," Darin admitted.

"Oh, darlin'," Claire said sympathetically rubbing at his back.

She wasn't as sensitive as Darin was, but she also didn't enjoy the winding roads that lead to their cabin.

"Can we get you anything?" Jim asked.

He gripped Aric's arm as he made his way across the room to greet Darin.

"I think nothing right now is best," Darin said.

"Maybe some water pup," Aric said. "You didn't eat or drink anything today."

"Darin!" Claire scolded.

"I didn't want to get sick!" he protested.

She dragged him to the kitchen and pushed him down into a chair at the table.

"If you're going to do that you need to come up earlier. I hate to think of you going into your transformation without the proper nutrition."

Claire started to pull a loaf of homemade bread from the bread box and set a kettle on to boil. Aric got his dad settled at the table.

"Where's your cane dad?" Aric asked.

"Left it in the bedroom by mistake," Jim admitted.

Aric rolled his eyes. He cupped Darin's cheek for a second. Color dotted the apples of his cheeks, and a genuine amused smile had spread across his lips.

"You alright, pup?" Aric asked quietly.

"Yeah, I'm good baby," Darin said smiling up at Aric.

Aric pecked his lips.

"I'll get your cane dad," Aric said.

He gripped his father's shoulder carefully for a moment before turning towards the hall to his parents' bedroom.

"This is sourdough, sweetie. So, it should go down easily. Our neighbor Diane makes it as a hobby and brings us her extra loafs," Claire said. "You eat once slice of this and if you're feeling alright, I'll fry up some bacon for you."

"You don't have to do that, mom," Darin said.

"Oh, hush now," Claire said.

Darin smiled.

"I had a man come up and reinforce the little place you and Aric built out back there," Jim said. "Put in the chains and steel doors like you suggested."

Darin nodded.

"What about on your place dad?" Darin asked.

"Yup, but you've never bothered us before, I don't really see why it's necessary," Jim said.

Darin looked down at the familiar kitchen table finding his favorite patterns, tracing them with his eyes. He would be forever grateful to this family for accepting him as he was; werewolf and all.

Understandably, they'd had a hard time believing it at first, until they witnessed it themselves. He hated that they had seen his transformation, he had been terrified that he would hurt them, had naturally assumed he would. But he didn't. It seemed that even in his wolf form he recognized these three as family, blood bonded, not to be touched.

"It's not me I'm worried about," Darin said.

Claire glanced up at that just as Aric returned with his father's cane gripped in his hand. He stared down at his phone, typing quickly with his thumb.

"All good?" Darin asked, watching Aric's face as he typed.

"Yeah, just some work stuff. Nick had questions," Aric said as he slid the phone back into his pocket.

"Psh, of course he did," Darin said with an eyeroll.

"Oh! Darin, I wanted to show you what I did," Jim said as he struggled from his chair, leaning heavily on the table, limping towards Aric.

"Dad, come on!" Aric said annoyed, rushing to meet him before he could tumble over.

"Here, here. Look at this."

He took his cane from Aric and presented it to Darin. Where there used to be a curving wooden handle there was now a gleaming silver wolf head, that looked remarkably like Darin's wolf form.

"Dad," Darin squeaked.

"That's gorgeous," Aric said.

He put a hand on Darin's shoulder. Darin had a hand over his mouth and tears balanced on the rims of his eyes.

"Now I have both my boys with me all the time! This cane made for me by my beautiful boy." He pressed hand to Aric's cheek. "And now Darin's stunning wolf head tops it!"

He smiled widely presenting it like a little kid showing off his own creation.

"That's so... I'm... it's beautiful dad," Darin sputtered out.

"Ah, thank you," Jim said.

He put a hand to Darin's cheek and kissed the top of his head. Claire slid a plate with a piece of lightly buttered toast and a cup of tea in front of Darin.

"Here, sweetie. Eat it slow, small nibbles," Claire said sitting down at the table.

Jim hobbled back to his chair, using his cane and Aric slid into the remaining chair.

"Thanks," Darin whispered out.

He blinked back his tears and took a small bite of the toast.

~~

That night Aric and Darin cuddled together in the small mini cabin they had built out behind the larger one. As sweet, understanding, and accepting as Aric's parents had been, Darin felt strange about staying in the guest room of the cabin. They usually came up during the full moon phases and he simply could not keep his hands off Aric the day before and after the full moon.

He felt awkward getting railed by their son in a room that shared a wall with theirs. Especially knowing that the beds were on the same wall. Having not been around parental types in the years before he and Aric had gotten together had not helped.

So, Aric agreed to build them their own little cabin for their monthly visits to his parents' place. He had enlisted the help of a couple of contractors for the plumbing and electrical for the small cabin. Still, it was a very simple bare bones situation. Just a single bedroom, big enough for a king-sized bed and a tiny bathroom for the most basic cleaning and maintenance tasks. A space heater was plugged into one of two outlets in the place heating the small space easily.

Aric had his arms wrapped tightly around Darin, who had been so overwhelmed by his dad's new addition to his cane.

"It was so beautiful," Darin said.

He had allowed a few tears to leak from his eyes as Aric held him, his face buried in the larger man's shirt.

"You're beautiful," Aric said.

He kissed Darin's forehead. Darin blew out a breath.

"They have been so wonderful to me. What did I do to deserve that? To deserve you?" Darin asked quietly.

"Pup," Aric said, cupping his cheek and turning it up to meet his gaze. "You deserve all the good things. You are good."

Darin made a face.

"I'm not," he whispered.

Aric only smiled and pressed a kiss to his lips. He pulled his husband to him brushing his tongue lightly along the seam of his lips.

Darin's lips parted granting Aric's tongue entry. They kissed, slowly and tenderly; Aric held his husband tightly to keep the feral ferocity at bay. He could feel the growing arousal in Darin as it bubbled up inside of him. His skin prickled with heat, and he knew that the werewolf would soon want to start tossing him around, scratching and biting. Aric hoped he could hold it back for a little while at least.

"Aric," Darin said into his husband's mouth.

Aric pulled back a bit, nuzzling his nose against Darin's.

"Yes, pup," he said quietly.

"Go slow baby," Darin purred. "I want it slow."

Aric smiled and nodded. He pressed his lips to Darin's again, his tongue pushing forward slowly, hand cupping his face.

Their cocks thickened and rubbed together as they kissed, but their hands didn't wander down quite yet. Both remembered to go slow, rein it in, let the unhurried sensuality take over.

Aric's mouth migrated to Darin's neck, where he planted small kisses, licking slowly down and back up, flicking his earlobe with his soft tongue. He sucked on it briefly and Darin whimpered, his hand tracing over Aric's bicep, sliding under the sleeve of his T-shirt quickly.

Darin's fingers combed through Aric's hair slowly, feeling every inch of the softness between each finger. Aric groaned and Darin gasped in a breath, feeling the wet slick of Aric's tongue on his skin.

He moved his hands from his hair down his neck, chest, and stomach until the fingertips hooked under the hem of Aric's T-shirt. He gave a gentle tug and Aric sat up for a moment and pulled his shirt over his head. His bandage was gone, revealing the scratches from the night before, scabbed over.

Darin shifted his eyes from the ragged scrapes and groaned at the sight of his husband's torso. He leaned forward and brought his mouth to Aric's left nipple. His thumb rubbed lightly over the right. Aric let out a long breath, one hand coming up to Darin's head tenderly, the other traveling down the side of his torso to massage one firm ass cheek.

"Uuugghhnn, yeah Darin," Aric moaned.

Darin groaned as Aric kneaded his ass. He bit carefully at the nipple, rolling it gently between his teeth, barely bringing up a slight sting. Aric sucked in a breath, pressing more firmly at the back of Darin's head.

"Ah! That's good," Aric groaned out, his fingers swiping up Darin's ass crack slowly.

Darin let out a slow breath over Aric's moistened skin, causing little goosebumps to rise all around. He rolled his fingers over the left nipple and brought his tongue to the right. Aric whimpered; one hand still laced into Darin's hair.

Aric brought his hand from Darin's ass cheek to one of his nipples, rolling it slowly between two fingertips. His hips moved against Darin's, pressing his ever-stiffening erection to his husband's. Darin pulled his mouth free from Aric's chest with a rough pant.

"Oh god," he growled. "Hhhmmm yeah."

He pressed his cock hard against Aric, biting his lip hard under his teeth as they sharpened to points. Aric grunted and dragged his hands down Darin's back gripping his ass hard and rubbed his cock roughly against him.

"Fuck, Darin," Aric groaned, hips still pumping forcefully against Darin. "Touch me."

Darin brought his half-lidded gaze up to Aric's and slowly traced his fingertips down Aric's body trailing them over the wet spot that had formed on his underwear. Aric's breathing stuttered as Darin pressed his fingers past the waistband of his boxer briefs, caressing his hard cock slowly.

Once the garment was kicked to the floor Darin palmed Aric's stiff shaft, rubbing it slowly and lightly. Aric groaned and rolled his hips forward savoring the delicious friction. Darin's mouth found Aric's again as he eased his own boxers off. He pressed his hips forward, pushing the two firm erections together.

Darin's hand worked in circles around their swollen heads slickly. His own hips bucked forward as he brought his hand down the pair slowly. Aric's tongue worked in his mouth with an urgency that was barely held back, as Darin brought his hand back up their cocks to the tips again. Aric pulled back, resting his forehead against Darin's. He thrust forward, precum flowing liberally mixing with Darin's. His breathing had become ragged, as he panted his mouth hanging open.

"Hhhhhoh god," Darin groaned. "Aric, fuck me."

"Darin," Aric kissed his forehead, his eyelids.

"Please," Darin groaned. "Oh god, please."

Aric rolled quickly to the side table and took out a bottle of lube. He squeezed some onto his cock, hissing a breath in through his teeth at the chill, spreading the slick liquid over himself rapidly. With slickly coated fingers, he rubbed circles around Darin's hole, pressing gently and slowly while he groaned and moaned. One finger slid in, followed by a second. Darin moaned loudly, rolling from his side to his back. His knees fell open and Aric slowly moved to kneel between his legs. One hand stroked his cock, while the other pumped fingers in and out of Darin.

"Oh, hhyeah, fuck yes," Darin groaned.

Aric still moved deliberately, keeping with the promise to go slow. But it was becoming increasingly difficult the more turned on he became.

"Mmmfffuck," Aric growled.

He pulled his fingers from Darin and pressed the tip of his hot hard cock to his hole. He pushed forward gradually feeling every inch of him filling Darin. His mouth dropped open as Aric pushed into him. He never would have thought that going so slowly could be just as hot as getting pounded. But as Aric filled him, slowly inch by inch, he thought he had never felt anything as good as this.

"Ahhhyeah," Darin growled. "Fuck, fuck."

Darin's fingers twisted into the bed sheets as Aric pushed completely forward, his balls lightly tapping against him. Aric paused for a second hovering over Darin.

"Oh, pup," Aric groaned.

He kissed and sucked at Darin's neck, as he moved his hips in slow, small pumps.

"Hhah, Jesus," Darin moaned. "Yes, ah yes!"

Aric brought his lips to Darin's briefly then began to roll his hips in longer thrusts, still going as slow as he could manage. Darin's cock pressed between them as Aric moved back and forth. Precum dripped down his stiff shaft as Aric's hand gripped it firmly, stroking up and down easily as he continued to pump slowly.

"Hhhhnnn, Darin, fuck," Aric groaned. His thrusting became quicker. "Oohh god, pup I'm gonna cum!"

Aric's momentum increased in speed as he felt the intense wave rise higher and higher until with a long hard thrust his cock erupted. He sputtered out a cry as he pulsed into Darin, his dick spurting twice. His hand worked Darin's cock as he came, moving quickly over the drenched shaft.

"Hhhhahh yeah, yeah, don't stop, fuck! AH!"

Darin shot rivulets of cum up his stomach. Aric watched as his husband's back arched, his cock throbbing and erupting in his hand. His hole tightened around his dick and Aric grunted with the sensation. He pushed once more into Darin as he whimpered, his cock dribbling out one last weak shot of cum. Then he slowly pulled himself from Darin.

"Hhhmm," Aric groaned. He leaned down and ran his tongue over the cum across Darin's stomach and chest. "Oh god, fuck yeah."

After he'd cleaned up his husband's belly he lay on his back, closing his eyes. Darin rolled to his side; his head pillowed in the crook of Aric's arm. He glared at the scratches he had left the night before. The scabs made them look pretty terrible.

"I'm sorry baby," he said very quietly.

"What for pup? That was amazing," Aric said. Darin lightly ran his fingers over the scratches and Aric twitched a bit. "Oh, for that."

"Tonight was beautiful, last night I was a dick," Darin said.

He thought of how accepting Aric's family had been, how patient and sweet Aric was as they traveled, stopping as much as Darin needed too, the sweet slow, eventually explosive love they had just made, and he felt like a piece of shit.

"Stop beating yourself up," Aric said. "I can feel you doing that. Stop pup."

"I don't deserve you. You could do so much better," Darin mumbled.

"Stop pup," Aric said. "I love you. Besides, I think we both know you're not the only one that can be a dick. I've been an asshole plenty, OK?"

"Pshhh," Darin said.

"I have, pup. You know what I'm talking about," Aric said quietly.

Darin sighed deeply; he didn't want to have this conversation. He did know what Aric was talking about and was annoyed at him for bringing it up again after they'd had such a great day topped off with great sex. Besides, Darin had moved it past it... mostly, was still working on moving past it, he couldn't be bitter forever.

"I don't want to talk about that," Darin said, pulling his fingers away from the scratches on Aric's chest.

"I know you're not... happy about it," Aric said. Darin said nothing. "It's not you I'm worried about. It's me. Kids freak me out."

Darin couldn't fight off the hot flash of anger.

"You said you were worried about what I would do to a kid during the full moon phase. You said it was me you were worried about," Darin spat.

"I lied Darin. I told you that I lied. I was so shitty, and I lied because I was too afraid to tell you the truth about how scared I was. I'm afraid of kids, they freak me out," Aric said again. "I guess we should have talked about it before we got married, it's sort of important."

"But you have a point though. If we adopted a kid, they wouldn't technically be blood related and so their smell would be off. I wouldn't be able to guarantee their safety around me during the full moon phase," Darin pointed out.

Aric sighed audibly.

"You keep saying that, but -- " Darin cut Aric off.

"Why the fuck are you arguing with me on this?" he asked. "You haven't changed your mind on adoption, have you?"

Darin tried to quash the little spark of hope he felt and was disgusted at the tone of his voice, giving him away to Aric.

In truth Aric was terrified of being a father. It was never something he had aspired to, never something he wanted before. But the more thought he gave it, the more he wondered... could it be for him?

"I don't know pup, I -- " Aric started again.

"Never mind. I said I don't want to talk about it," Darin said with finality.

"Pup," Aric said.

"I need to get some sleep," Darin said.

He turned away from Aric and slid out of bed to get himself cleaned up before sleeping.

"Darin!" Aric said forcefully.

"You're right, you can be an asshole. We were having a nice fucking night Aric. Why do you bring up shit like this when we're having a nice fucking night?"

Darin walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.

"Fuck," Aric grumbled.

He scraped his hands down his face and sighed. He didn't know why he'd even brought it up. He had been thinking about it more and he knew it wasn't a good time to bring it up. But why did he always have to walk around on eggshells for Darin? Why couldn't Darin just accept this about him, and let the kid thing go?

Aric grumbled to himself and sat up his mind racing as he realized Darin had accepted it and let it go. He had only brought it up possibly once more after the two had discussed the issue initially.

Maybe Aric only felt like he kept bringing it up because he knew it really meant something to Darin. But if it really meant something to him why not talk about it in the years before they were fucking married? Aric felt anger like bile rising inside of him.

He didn't want to fight with Darin tonight. With his transformation tomorrow it could get really ugly, they could end up saying regrettable things to each other. If the thoughts in his head were in any way similar to what was running through Darin's mind... well, he didn't want to hear it. It wouldn't be productive for either of them.

Aric frowned and hoisted himself from the bed. He pulled on his boxers, a pair of loose sweats and a sweatshirt. He thought about going to the bathroom door but decided against it. He was afraid of what would escape his lips so he opened the front door quietly and left before Darin could come back to bed.

~~

Day of the Full Moon

"Good morning sweetie!" Claire chirped as Darin came into the kitchen.

When he had come out of the bathroom last night Aric had been gone. Darin had crawled into bed and angrily cried himself to sleep. Aric's side of the bed was still cold and empty when he got up this morning. Darin had rolled his eyes irritably as he tugged the bed sheets, blankets and duvet back into order. Darin may be a brat, but Aric could be a fucking drama queen sometimes.

"Morning mom," Darin said quietly. He glanced at Aric, sipping his coffee looking at his phone. "Aric."

Aric glanced at him and his cheeks flushed.

"Morning Darin," Aric mumbled.

Claire put a mug of coffee in front of Darin and looked between the two of them.

"You two, OK?" she asked.

Darin winced inwardly, this woman was so observant, she didn't miss a thing.

"Fine, mom," Aric said quickly. "Where's dad?"

She paused another moment watching them then resumed her station at the stove frying up bacon and eggs.

"He wanted a bit of a lie in today," she said.

"Is he OK?" Darin asked.

"He's... just feeling a little sluggish," Claire said. She cleared her throat.

Darin and Aric exchanged a glance over their coffee mugs.

"Alright," Aric said.

Jim finally came out of the bedroom a little while later, looking tired and pale. While he insisted he wasn't hungry, he did play board games and go on a short walk through the property with Aric and Darin. At lunch he ate a little soup then went to take a nap.

"Darin, will you walk with me?" Aric asked after lunch.

Darin glanced at him from his spot on the sofa near Claire. They were reading a book series together, stopping to discuss plot points and hot book boyfriends. Claire shrugged.

"Oh, go on sweetie," she said.

"Alright," he replied with a sigh.

He stood and grabbed a flannel that hung near the door and pulled on some boots without bothering with the laces.

They walked a little way from the house, following Darin's wolf trail for a while. Eventually, Aric reached out and grabbed Darin's hand, lacing their fingers together.

"Hey, um, I don't like how we left things last night," Aric started.

"You're the one who left," Darin said quietly.

Aric nodded and sighed a little.

"I don't want to argue Darin," Aric said.

"I'm not arguing. I agree. I didn't like it either. You know I don't like to sleep alone," Darin muttered, he pulled his hand from Aric's and walked farther ahead.

"Darin, come on, will you stop please?" Aric said quietly.

Darin stopped and dropped his head for a second, then turned and walked back to Aric arms crossed tightly over his chest.

"I'm sorry I left you alone. I couldn't... I was really mad Darin, and I didn't want to say shitty things to you," Aric said. "You kept interrupting me and you wouldn't let me finish a thought. You wouldn't let me work through anything." Darin's eyes narrowed and he pressed his lips together. Aric shook his head.

"I did ruin the night. You were right, I ruined it. We had some of the best sex of our relationship, I think of my whole life last night and then I had to... I have no idea why I brought up the whole adoption thing. It's like the one huge thing we can't agree on and I... I hate hearing you talk about yourself like you're the worst thing that happened to me. Because you're not. You're fucking amazing, and passionate and so full of love Darin."

Darin flinched and lowered his gaze to the ground. He had not been expecting this, he had been expecting something terrible. He was always expecting the worst.

"I hate that I'm so fucking scared, because you have so much to offer Darin. You would be an amazing parent, loving and kind and compassionate. I'm just scared that I won't be."

"Aric," Darin said with a sigh.

"I just..." Aric held up his hands. "It just doesn't feel natural to me. But listen, I didn't want you to transform tonight without us having talked. Because I don't want you to have to carry that weight along with the full moon, OK? I love you, pup. I love you so much."

Darin sighed again and scraped his hands over his face.

"Come here baby," Darin held his arms open.

Aric closed the distance between them and scooped Darin into a hug. He closed his eyes and buried his face in the crook of his neck breathing him in, the musky, wild scent.

"I love you too," Darin kissed the side of his head. "I don't deser -- " Aric cut him off with a look. Darin smiled sheepishly.

"I'm lucky to have you," Darin amended.

Aric smiled and rested his forehead on Darin's, then kissed his lips, slowly and firmly.

~~

Darin got increasingly restless as the day went on, fidgeting and fighting the urge to snap at his family. At around 4 o'clock he packed up a small bag to take down his wolf trail where his little camp waited for him. He hated this time of the month, being alone for the couple hours before he transformed, running around wild and uncontrolled for the entire night. He always felt so tired and gross the next day like a bad hangover.

"Are you sure I can't walk you partway?" Aric asked.

He stood with Darin at the head of the trail down to his camp. Darin shook his head.

"No, baby I'll be fine," Darin sighed. Aric kissed him gently.

"Be safe pup," Aric said. "I love you."

"I love you," Darin replied.

He looked over at the back porch where Claire and Jim stood. They gave small smiles and waved when he glanced over.

"See you tomorrow. Lock up tonight, OK? I've been seeing... weird stuff the last few months," Darin said.

"I know, we will," Aric confirmed with a nod.

With one more kiss Darin turned and walked down the path to his camp.

Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed chapter 1 of Full Moon Family. Chapter 2 will be posted next week! Hope to see you then. xoxoxoxo, JS