The Storytelling of Del'an

Author's Note: Sorry for not updating last Sunday – I'm gonna make up for it by posting two chapters tonight. Btw, Big THANK YOU to Kindar for his help! :) I really do appreciate you looking over my stuff. Chapter 14 Brenda was pulling out various groceries from several paper bags, and setting them onto the counter when Logan strode into the kitchen. She looked at him with a little smile. "Hey. He's still conked out?" Logan shrugged, and leaned against the counter. The last thing he wanted for Brenda to feel was his frustration, and he thought he was doing enough to suppress it. "Yeah. Still snoring."

Author Note: BIG THANKS to deathklat for his assistance regarding 'certain' matters involving our beloved Logan :D And more thanks for Kindar for his critiques and suggestions.  Warning: Implicit Sexual situations in this chapter.  Chapter 3 Tad was livid to think that just because one mutant professed they didn't pry without permission, here was another one who apparently didn't follow the same rules... Brenda visibly winced at the onslaught coming from Tad. She squeezed her eyes shut as she hastily erected the mental shield, just as the Professor had taught her. The waves of anger beat against them, but now she was able to think again. She rubbed her temples, and glanced up at Tad with an apologetic expression. With a grimace, she sighed. "I didn't read your mind. It wasn't exactly hard to pick up your emotions."

Chapter 8 Brent noted the readings on the display screen of the scanner, feeling relieved. Grant was whimpering with his arms crossed over his chest, and rocking from the side to side, not really paying attention to anything around him. Brent shook his head and sighed, hoping the pain would pass soon. He touched and shook Grant's forearm slightly, trying to get Grant's focus on him. "Grant? Look at me."

"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 9 After several minutes of hot and sweaty groping, Shawn was nibbling on Matt's neck, driving him crazy with lust. He could smell Matt struggling to hold back his primal self. He licked Matt from his lower jawbone up to his earlobe, and whispered huskily. "Let go. Surrender to it." Matt slowed his motions down, and whispered. "...How?" Shawn simply grinned as his canines were prominently sharp. He kissed Matt full on the lips with passionate hunger, and trailed his lips over to Matt's neck. He growled loud enough for Matt to hear. "Like this."

"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 5 Shawn's heart lightened with glee as Matt accepted. His smile broadened into a dazzling display of teeth. "Really? You'll still be willing, even though...?" Matt felt his heart constrict in painful lust at the sudden allure he felt emanating from the older guy. He nodded dumbly, his eyes never leaving Shawn's face. In fact, confusing emotions were beginning to surface in him -- lust for the older guy, and genuine affection was starting to grow. Even though he didn't know the Were that well...there was just something about him Matt liked.