Celestial Bodies: Of Runts and Lycans

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Xavier's POV

Her lips are softer than I'd imagined they'd be. I thought there would be a slight roughness to them from how much she bites her lips but there was no such feeling. Her movements were hesitant initially but once I began to kiss her back she responded fully. She pushed herself closer to me, not letting any air between us. I tightened my hold on her, not letting her pull away even if she wanted to. My other hand found its way into her hair, gripping it softly. My tongue swipes the seam of her lips, asking for entrance as our legs shift to tangle into one another. Her little tongue peaks out and meets mine briefly before she gasps at the feeling. I tighten my hand in her hair as my tongue makes its way past her lips, feeling every corner of her mouth. Her hands make their way from my shoulders to my hair, both hands gripping the sides of my hair shakily. I pull back after another moment, leaning my forehead against hers. She's blushing and panting, it's the sexiest thing I've ever seen and I groan before returning my lips to hers. Her hands return to my shoulders in shock before slowly returning to my hair. This kiss is less urgent and softer. Our lips mold together perfectly and I am once again astonished at this gift the Moon Goddess has granted upon me. We pull apart again, Celeste still red.

"That was my first kiss," her voice is so soft it's almost a whisper. My wolf swells with pride while I briefly regret shoving my tongue down her throat.

"Thank you," I say lamely. I feel the bridge of my nose burn in embarrassment as I try to laugh it off with a slight chuckle. She leans up and briefly pecks my lips.

"Thank you," she says while only sounding like the sweetest creature on the planet and not some lame loser who just said 'thank you' after shoving his tongue down a virginal girl's throat.

"So," Jacob says, the next day at our defense meeting. I'd been distracted the entire time, thinking of the previous night and Celeste. We had finished our dessert and gone back to the pack house. I had given her a sweet kiss goodnight before she returned to her room. "You don't smell enough like her to have mated yet you have that cheesy look on your face."

"She kissed me," I said openly and honestly to my usually grumpy friend.

"Congratulations," he says earnestly. "So you chickened out of kissing her first?" I glare at him as he chuckles.

"I wanted her to make the first move," I explain. "If I had chosen when to kiss her it would have been the first day I saw her."

"You wanted your incredibly shy mate to decide when to make the first move?"

"Yes." He sits down, abandoning the map he had been referencing to not two minutes ago. "Celeste has a delicate past, I didn't want to make her uncomfortable or come on too soon. It would only push her further away." He nods in understanding.

"Well I'm happy for you but you must know that the pack is becoming restless. There's a girl in your pack house who you claim to be our Luna yet no ceremony has been performed. Hell, your parents haven't even come back to meet her yet and she's been here for almost a few months now."