Things That Bang

Cotton soft snowflakes fell against her chapped lips. She smiled despite the inconvienence of being marooned in a cabin with frozen pipes and a surly lover who missed his beer and cable.

She took in the panoramic view. The snow capped mountains with thick ever green forests hardly spoke of the teaming wild life hidden in their cold embrace. The dark skies gently unloaded their hoarded wisps of angel feathers and insisted that Christmas had not passed a few weeks back. The world was pristine white, uncorrupted and silent.

"Come back in!" Bobby's call broke Kajol's reverie and she rolled her eyes. So much for honeymoon in the mountains.

"You're letting in the cold. Get in now!" His irritated tone had gone up an octave. She went back in and he growled at her "Look at you! You are not even wearing a sweater! Get into bed."

Bed?! Again? Kajol bit her tongue and eyed her gorgeous husband lying buck naked under the thick blankets. She wished he had a reading habit and rued the fact that she was the one who told him - No laptops, no portable dvd players. Nothing to distract us! Just you and me in the wild.

She thought they would enjoy nature together instead her husband had turned into a bored octopus with eight hands.

Kajol wanted to kick herself. Her husband had taken the -you and me part to heart and neglected the wilderness completely. There was no space between them and she already was suffering from cabin fever. She wanted out of the luxurious cabin with its roaring fireplace, plush wall to wall carpeting and cozy furnishings.

"Come baby! Lie down with me. I'll warm you up." He waggled his eyebrows at her and she opened the thick wooden door a little more letting in the cold. Bobby shivered and crossed his arms over his naked chest "Sweetie? Whats going on?"

He cocked an eyebrow and stared at his beautiful bride. Something was different about her.

Kajol took off her nightwear and stood naked before Bobby. Her brown nipples peaked in the cold and goose bumps raised the downy hair and tingled every inch of her soft skin. It was time! She could feel it in her bones. They had find the one common ground to seal their marriage forever.

Bobby knew something was wrong. "Baby?! You'll fall sick! Close the door and get in."

Kajol thrust her head back and ignored the cold and spoke in measured tones "Are you sure you want me Bobby? This time it will be different."

Bobby grinned and pushed back the doubt that was slowly gripping his heart "Honey, its always different. Every act between us is beautiful and special."

She walked over to him and pushed him back against the warm bed. He relaxed against the soft cotton pillows and stared into her cool brown eyes. She pulled the blankets off him and rested her hand against his scrotum.

"You talk a lot of bullshit, Bobby. This is not going to be beautiful. Its going to be wild and painful"

He cleared his throat "Painful? You're kidding; aren't you Kajol? Stop playing around and close the door Kajol! You're letting in the cold."

"A little bit of cold won't kill you."

He sucked a breath in as she caressed him and he felt desire rise within him. He looked at her expressionless face. He tried to reach forward and kiss her lips but she put her slim fingers against his mouth and whispered "Look outside Bobby. What do you see?"

"Babes! C'mon!" He tried to roll her into the bed but she grabbed his balls and commanded " Look out mate of mine! What is it that you see?"

Bobby held back a nervous chuckle- Mate of mine?! And she had him by the balls. Well, two could play the game he figured.

He looked over her shoulder and whispered in awe "I see nothing. Its dark and cold. Its feels like cold death."

"Cold death?" She whispered and began to caress him again "Yes, there will be death but it won't be cold."

"You mean little death?" Bobby smiled up at his wife as she sheathed. But Kajol didn't smile back. She looked at him with serious intent as she rode him. He sucked a breath in and held her waist. It was different this time. It was more intense and his body seemed to react to her's strangely. It was as if he was captured. He bucked as his juices flew through his member to her dark womb and her inner muscles gripped him tighter.

There was no respite. His eyes flew to her and tried to push her off. She stared into his eyes and took in short breaths. She continued to grind against him and his member responded.

Bobby's struggle became frantic "Kajol! Stop it!"

He grabbed her shoulders to push her off. She grabbed his hands and pinned them to the bed and continued to move.

He bucked again and this time he felt as if his very essence was being pulled in her.

She fell on him.

He felt her teeth break his skin and bite his jugular. He screamed. She held him down. He felt like a child pinned down by a monster. His mind reeled- Was she human?

Memories flashed in his mind as she sank her teeth deeper. He remembered meeting her at their workplace, taking her for dates, meeting her family, marrying her. Kajol, the ever kind Kajol, his loving bride was killing him!

He screamed and his call flew out of the door and decimated into the silent night.

He whimpered - Please ..please

Before he fainted, he saw his wife rise above him and push his hair away from his forehead and say softly- Its done.

For two days and two nights he remained in bed. She did not hold him down. She didn't need to. Fever rode him hard. He sweated and mumbled. Dreams tormented him. He ran through the forest and felt the moist earth greet him and egg him on back towards the cabin. Back to Kajol. He tried to resist but the pull was strong. The door of the cabin was open and she stood inside waiting for him.

He reached her and tried to kiss her. His beloved wife. He loved her so and she bit him. He howled his betrayal and woke up with a start and found himself looking at his wife.

Kajol smiled at him softly "Welcome back!"

"What?" he croaked and tried to clear his throat. She handed him a glass of water and spoke.

"You had been out for a long time but now you are back. The door is still open. Tell me what do you see?"

Bobby turned his head and looked out into the night and spoke "The skies are clear and the moon looks - my god! it looks as if I could reach over and touch it. Its looks as if its rising from below the mountain. How can that be?"

He turned back and looked at his wife "I don't feel the same. I don't feel human."

Suddenly he shifted his head and stared at the corner of the cottage "Snuffling! I can hear snuffling. Whats it? A rabbit?"

Kajol threw her head back and laughed "You made it. You truly are my mate. Come, rise. Walk with me."

She moved away and let Bobby rise on his own. He looked at his naked body in surprise. He felt renewed instead of exhausted from the illness that had plagued him for so long.

Kajol held out a hand. "Come husband. The moon beckons."

Bobby walked out of the cottage with Kajol. The wet crunchy snow felt good under his feet. He stared at the silent moon that pulled his very bones and began to change.

The moon was always gentle and benevolent in her magical gifts. In his heart Bobby heard the primeval call from deep within the forest and let the wolf that was now him respond in a deep throated howl.

Kajol gently nuzzled against her husband and raised her head and joined in the call. The two wolves with the dreaded silent grace that was granted only to the lupus then streaked into the wild.

The perfect honeymoon had finally begun.