Rise.

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The quarters were that quiet gray-black typical of sleeping households when Medin snuck out that night.
He cut through the bathing rooms, leaving his own bedroom door untouched so as to minimize suspicion, and made his way silently down the hall, out of the quarters, and into the main corridors of the compound.

He reached the thirtieth level easily and knocked twice at the door he'd been told earlier. There was a long pause, and Medin almost thought that he'd been forgotten, or at least delayed, and he was just beginning to debate going back to his bed when the door slid open halfway and he was met with Walker's worried face.
"Are you OK?"
Medin warmed at the concern.
"I'm fine. Let me in."
Walker moved hastily to let him pass and slid the door closed silently behind him.
The second he was inside, the wolfe was on him, kissing him greedily until Medin pushed him back to get some breathing room.
"I was so worried! Is your vare angry?"
"Roan's never mad. Marik is, though. He wants your blood."
Walker made a face.
"That's violent."
Medin shrugged, then looked around for somewhere to sit. Seeing only the bed and the chair that Walker himself had taken, he hesitated for a moment before taking up a place on the very edge of the mattress. The rooms were sparse, being intended only for housing overnight guests of the Empire, recovering patients needing extended but noncritical care, or as a temporary sanctuary for sudden amnesty intakes. There was only the bed, one large window which now let in the moonlight, the small desk and chair, as well as a call system and, to the far left, cushions and a low table for dining. A private bathing room was set off to the right. The bed was directly across from the window, and the bright moon shone on it.
Walker took his hand.
"Please remember the things I told you, little one. I love you. You know that, don't you?"
At the address, Medin looked vaguely uncomfortable, and taking his hand back from Walker, moved farther onto the bed.
"You're a Melloz, right, Walker?"
Walker's eyes darkened, but he nodded.
"I am. I told you that when we first met. I didn't want to hide who I am from you, ever."
Medin fingered the linens on the bed.
"Today, when I was talking to Marik, he said - "
"Medin, I have told you before that the things he says to you will be lies about me. Wolfes do not care for Mellozians. He only seeks to keep you safe, but he thinks that means that he must keep you away from me."
Medin looked heartbroken for a moment.
"But I am safe with you."
Walker moved to sit on the bed, next to him.
"I know you are, beauty. Because I will always protect you. I love you."
Medin looked away again.
"He told me you would say that."
"And I told you he would do the same. He wants to turn you against me, Medin, that's all."
Medin chewed on his tongue for a minute.
"Why did you leave me today, if you love me so much?"
Now it was Walker's turn to look heartbroken.
"What would I have done, Medin, had I stayed? Only succeeded in angering your caretaker more. We were caught, puppy. The best I could do was minimize the trouble to both of us." Walker edged closer, grinned a bit in a self-effacing manner. "And I'm strong enough for my size, but I don't think I could take on your papa."
Medin half-smiled and chewed his tongue again.
"Come. Stop worrying. You are here and I am here and we will be together. If they want us apart now, so be it, but when you are older and I have my position, then I will take you as my mate and then Marik will understand. I am not here to hurt you, Medin. I am here to love you."
Then Walker touched his face, gently, and Medin didn't pull away when he leaned forward to kiss him. He didn't pull away when Walker began to undress him either, and it wasn't until they were both stripped and tangled in the bedlinens that Medin began to worry that this was exactly what Marik had warned him about.
"Walker? I don't know if we should be doing this."
Walker looked up from where he was settled between Medin's small thighs.
"We won't, then. We don't have to do anything you're not prepared for."
He moved up to lay his head on Medin's chest, laid a kiss there, then got to his feet.
"I'm going to go warm some mint water. I've got a bruise from practice yesterday that could use a hot soothe."
Walker stretched, his muscles in prominent relief in the silver light.
"Back in ten."

Medin waited until he heard the rushing of water before tiptoeing out of bed, the sheet wrapped around himself, towards the door. The closer he got, the more he got the sinking feeling in his stomach which meant that something was wrong. He tested the door. It didn't yield to his touch. Medin thought he might throw up. He tried it again, but it was definitely, irrevocably locked to only Walker's touch. Medin wondered when he'd had time to do that. Then there was movement behind him and he turned to see Walker staring calmly at him, holding a bowl.
"What's wrong?"
"Um..."
Medin found he couldn't form words. Walker sensed the atmosphere change in the room and immediately set his bowl down, holding his hands up in surrender to Medin.
"It's OK. It's OK. I only locked it just in case. I didn't want anyone else walking in on us, you know. It's fine, we'll open it up."
He performed a series of slide-touches on the door and sure enough, it slid open. Medin tried it and this time, it responded to his touch. He breathed an internal sigh of relief, and immediately felt stupid for being so paranoid after one stupid little comment from his jealously protective adopted father.
"See?" Walker smiled wide, his teeth bright in the semi-darkness. "So come on, let's lay down a while."
Medin allowed himself to be led back to bed, then kissed. Walker spread his legs once more, moved between them, loved him so well with his mouth that Medin felt boneless and languorous afterwards. He felt quite lethargic, actually, even so much that he wasn't sure how much time had passed when he woke up to Walker's fingers slipping inside of his ass.
"Fuck, Walker!"
He pulled away immediately. The wolfe looked evenly at him.
"It's OK. I'm not going to hurt you. We talked about this, remember?"
Medin did remember, but he didn't think tonight -
"I promise, Medin, that I will leave no lasting marks on you. I won't finish within you and I won't change you, OK?"
Medin still looked ultra-concerned.
"What if someone knows - "
"And how would anyone know, Medin, unless you told them? I will not bring the Change on you. Nothing's going to happen. Just let me try this. It's an act of love. You do love me, don't you?"
Medin had no idea what the answer to that question was, but he did know that he seemed to be in very deep and he didn't want Walker to leave angry. The wolfe leaned forward to kiss him.
"I promise I will not hurt you."

Gentle though Walker was, it was still painful at first, and Medin had to stop him twice to help re-lubricate. After several awkward attempts, however, they fell into an even rhythm, and Medin, who had been through with the whole experience from the start, waited impatiently for the wolfe to finish. The locking swell lasted only a few moments, and Medin knew that Walker should come not long after that. It surprised him, therefore, that his wolfe continued to thrust, and hadn't yet pulled out.
"Walker."
Annoyed, Medin pushed at his chest. Why did he always have to be the responsible one who remembered everything? The wolfe didn't respond, too caught up in the ecstatic feelings.
"Walker!"
The wolfe ignored him.
"Walker, stop it."
This time, angry. The wolfe opened his eyes for only one alarming second, before willfully closing them again. Alarmed, Medin put real force into the push this time, determined to dislodge the male.
"WALKER! STOP! NOW."
Walker snapped his eyes open, bared his teeth and growled at Medin, his fangs snapping shut inches from the human's bare throat. Medin, properly terrified, fell back immediately. Walker's words rumbled from his chest, still mixed with the snarling growl. His speech was deliberate and harsh, tempered distantly, Medin thought, with laughter.
"It's too late, Medin." he said, still thrusting even-paced, "For either of us to stop."