Our Vampire

Remus

"Dude, you seriously need to cut down on the joints." I laugh as I stretch out. Beau slides to a halt and grasps his knees kealing over and panting like a mother fucker.

"Fuck you." He throws back while trying to catch his breath.

"You know dad would kill you if he knew." I tease and he growls low.

"You swore! You know it just chills me out man! We have enough going on. Sometimes I just need to relax..." I scoff and laugh it off looking around the dense forestry with a content sigh.

I've always felt so at home in the forest. It's just a natural place for a wolf to be.

I close my eyes and face the sky, feeling the soft spatters of raindrops making their way through the trees. Although the peace is short lived as Beau starts to cough again.

I roll my eyes and look across to him.

"What?!" He snaps and blows out a mouthful of smoke. I sit myself down in the decaying bracken on the forest floor, he's obviously going to be a while. He joins me and sits leaning against another tree opposite me puffing away. "Want a hit?" I roll my eyes again and shake my head before glancing at my watch.

"Will you hurry up, dad will be wondering where we are and we still have 3 miles to go."

"You're kidding right?" He says startled. I laugh and shake my head hoisting myself up.

"Nope. Come on smokey joe." Stepping towards him I hold out my hand and he slaps his to mine so I pull him up.

"You're a prick." He calls and stubs the joint butt out on the tree.

"Don't you know it." I call back as I start to jog off before turning it up to a steady run.

Beau joins me at my side a few minutes later and we continue our run.

I'm the slightly older brother. Being twins has always been a constant competition between us, not that our father helped. He'd always pitted us against one another and as I was a few minutes older than Beau, the weight had always been on my shoulders.

I did envy him to a certain extent. Although father was hard on us both, I always had it worse. I used to wish I was the younger brother, now I'm older and can stand up to myself better, it's not as hard as it used to be.

But being twins also had advantages, we were extremely close and always had been. We shared a link even as children and before our first shift. It was just one of those strange things that happened, we found it out one day when Beau was being told off and I heard him swearing in his head. I admittedly got us into more trouble by saying it out loud not entirely understanding our connection at that stage of our young lives. Our father had explained it was likely just a fluke or crossover of our genes that caused it to happen so early for us.

We were identical aside for a few things. We had the same sharp features, squared jaws and hugh cheek bones with matching blue eyes and dark brown hair. Although as we got older we started styling it differently. I kept mine shaved to the skin on the nacks and sides with a longer floppy mop ontop that I simply scruffed up or slicked back. Beau had his in a knot on the top of his head and shaved around the back and sides. He hated having his hair in the way of his face but refused to cut it shorter ontop and I quote. "The she wolves love it." Not that either of us have ever slept with anyone.

We both swore as children that we would wait, how ever long it took. Beau of course found a loop hole and had done everything aside from mating. I on the other hand refused. Even touching intimately felt like too much of a risk for building a connection and I wouldn't risk falling in love with someone who wasn't my mate.

As we reach our home we relax our run to a steady jog before heading into the house.

Using the back door we emerge in the kitchen, Beau hops around the counter and grabs two bottles of water from the fridge and tossing one over the island for me. Just as I crack the seal I hear father call me.

"Remus!" He bellows through the house. I roll my eyes and sigh as Beau leans himself forward on the counter.

'Duty calls.' He links me and I scowl at him before leaving the room in search of our father who is likely hauled up in his study.

Beau

Remus left in search of our father, I sigh and lean against the counter looking around the empty kitchen. I never tell Remus but it kills me that he's the older twin... I can only dream of having some responsibility around here. Remus gets it all, no one says it but I know father is training him to take over as Alpha, which will of course leave me as Remus's Beta, not that I mind... but I used to wish we could do it together.

With another sigh I head upstairs to our room and close the door behind me.

Father had insisted that we continue to share a room until the day we took over. Apparently it would "keep our bond strong." I snuff out a breath and flop down onto my bed. We had an admittedly giant room but that still didn't give us privacy.

Hell the only time I could even touch myself was if Remus was in the shower or busy with father like he is now. I expect it's the same vice versa, I've never caught him enjoying himself either. I do sometimes have the intrusive thought that wonders if we are the same in every way. It's a random curiosity I suppose that if we like the same things.

I have explored a lot more than Remus has, we have both kept our vow to remain virgins until our mates come around. Although I had found loopholes in our vow and being a virgin didn't mean I couldn't enjoy other things...

The brief thought of my possible future mate always did things to me. A small flush of heat flows through me as my wolf reaches out as if she is close by. He whines internally whenever he doesn't find her.

I sigh sliding a hand down my stomach and smoothing over my skin softly. Letting my eyes drift closed my mind wonders through thoughts of a beautiful she wolf who is all mine. My preference would be someone shorter than me so I can throw her around a little, my mind flicks to dark hair that would flow down her back and tickle the top of her tailbone giving me something to hold on to or wrap around a fist. I sigh in content and slip my hand insude my shorts stroking myself slowly.

Her body shape changes in my mind daily, sometimes I think she'll be slim and athletic and othertimes I think of her being thick and full in every way.

I groan as my mind lands somewhere inbetween.

Curvy in all the right places, no flat stomach but something soft and a little squishy, thick thighs to wrap around my waist. A larger but slightly firmer chest to work with and tease as I please.

My fist squeezes a little harder as I daydream that she has waited for me too, for me to be the first and only one she's had. I repress my growl as warm liquid fills the inside of my shorts.

I slide my hand out and sigh relaxing for a moment before I pull myself off the bed and tug my shorts off and toss them into the basket and heading into the shower to wash off.

Exiting the bathroom, Remus is sat on his bed on the otherside of the room with his laptop set up beside him. He's lost in thought and looking off to the distance and didn't even notice me coming out.

"You good?" I ask rather than invading his thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Dad just gave me a shit tone of work to get done." He says with a sigh and runs a hand down his face. "I'm gunna have a shower." I nod as he stands, pulling off his shorts and tosses them into his basket and stomping towards the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

Once I hear the water splashing I stand up quietly and take a peak at his laptop where it sits on his bed.

With a quick scroll it's a lot of pack oders and regulations for Remus to implement.

I sigh and slump back towards my bed and flop down with a sigh.

Fathers readying him to take over... and leaving me out of it completely. I roll to my side and pick up my phone to mindlessly scroll through my newsfeed.