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The Misadventures of a Werewolf in Heat	By : Raisden Category: Twilight Series > Slash Views: 29395 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: The Misadventures of a Werewolf In Heat
Rating: NC-17, M18, Adult++ (whichever you prefer!)
Pairing(s): Sam/Jacob, Edward/Jacob
Summary: Jacob is in heat, and his smell is driving everyone wild. Vampires included. humor
Warnings: slash, rimming, anal, oral, hj's... all that good stuff.
A/N: I don't have a beta so there might be a few mistakes. Constructive criticism is welcome, as well as comments in general. If you have too much of a problem with the pairings, then don't read this. Enjoy! :P [written in first person from Jacob's POV]
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Unrequited love hurts.
Unrequited lust… well, now that’s just too much. Especially when you’re a werewolf who has pined for someone for so long that it has a special effect on you. You go into heat… You’ve heard of heat, right? The thing that happens to female dogs that drives the male dogs crazy? Well, unfortunately that’s happening to me, minus the bleeding. My body aches for sex and apparently it’s giving off some scent that is driving everyone, male and female, crazy. The only problem with this whole heat thing is, I’m a man. This isn’t supposed to happen to males, right? Damn it…
Why me?
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Boom! Boom! Boom!
My head was caving in, I was sure of it. I rubbed my eyes blearily, trying to chase away the last bits of sleep still clinging to my body as my breathing evened out from yet another wet dream. Three guesses on whom it was about.
I’ll give you a hint: she’s beautiful, smart, and absolutely perfect for me. Now if only she wasn’t in love with that bloodsucking leech…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
“Jacob!” a voice called through my door. My head wasn’t caving in after all.
“Go away, Embry!” I yelled back, burrowing farther under the big blue quilt on my bed that Emily had made for me. I wasn’t tired anymore or anything. I was just trying my best to hide my scent from Embry. I swear, if that guy tried to mount me one more time…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
“C’mon, Jake! I’ve got a clothespin on my nose! I can’t smell anything!” He was whining now, something he rarely ever does. Either he was lying, or something had happened. I groaned as I pulled myself out of bed. I was dressed in an old pair of boxer shorts and, clothespin or not, I was not going to take any chances. I pulled on a sweatshirt and jeans before finally opening the door. Embry did indeed have a clothespin on his nose. If it weren’t so necessary, I would’ve laughed.
“Yes, Embry?” I said, doing my best to ignore the way his eyes clouded over slightly. I stepped back, just incase he tried to jump me, and waited for him to speak.
“Er…” he seemed to be having trouble thinking clearly, so I took another step back.
“What?” I snapped, growing impatient. He shook his head as if to clear it and met my eyes.
“We want you to come running with us tonight,” he said, doing his best to sound casual. It would’ve worked had his voice not been three octaves higher than usual.
“No,” I replied simply and slammed the door in his face. If he thought I was going to try phasing with them again, he was out of his mind. The last time I’d done that was three nights ago and I can still remember the fear I’d felt being chased by three overly horny werewolves who were intent on mounting me, with or without my consent. Quil, Embry, and Seth had apologized (repeatedly) through my locked door afterward, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I’d been lucky, though. If Sam had been with us… I shuddered to think what would’ve happened.
“Jake, please,” he begged, attempting to open my door. I was too fast for him and I leaned against it, knowing he wouldn’t be able to compete against me where strength was concerned. He knew this, too, and I could hear the defeat in his voice as he begged again.
“Jake, we won’t do it again! Besides, Sam thinks that if you just run downwind of us, it won’t be too much of a problem.”
I snorted and shook my head. My previous narrow escape was still fresh in my head and I wasn’t going to let it happen again. I wasn’t running with the pack anymore, not until this heat thing passed.
“The answer is no, Embry,” I growled, locking the door before falling into bed again. He hovered by my door for a few more minutes, trying to think of another way to get me to go out. Finally, he left and I felt the tension leave my body. I swore loudly, wanting so badly to punch something or phase, but knowing I couldn’t. I didn’t know how much longer I could stand being locked up in my room. I was going crazy and the wolf in me ached to run free through the forest.
I sighed and opened my window. The moon was shining bright in the sky and I felt the pull of the wolf growing stronger in me. I wouldn’t be able to hold it back much longer. It was like a separate entity sometimes; something that almost controlled me. If it wanted freedom badly enough, I would undoubtedly give in.
My eyes scanned the night, looking for Embry or anyone else for that matter. Everyone was dangerous for me these days. I smiled slightly at that fact and wondered for the umpteenth time what sort of effect I would have on Bella. What I would give to see the look on that leech's face as Bella threw herself at me in a fit of lust… That would definitely be a Kodak moment.
The yard was empty and my smile widened. I probably wouldn’t get a chance like this again, so I pushed out the window screen and climbed out. I crouched low to the ground, my wolf instinct taking over as I once again surveyed my surroundings. The trees swayed in the night breeze, and I could hear animals rustling about in the woods. This was all the confirmation I needed. I quickly ran for the woods, stripping off my clothing as I went. My body trembled as the wolf began to surface. By the time I reached the trees I was fully naked. I felt the familiar tearing and reforming of bones and muscle as I phased into wolf form. The change always hurt the worst the first time, and I remembered the animalistic howl I’d let out as the pain had overwhelmed me then. Now there was only a slight stinging as my body looked forward to the change. I paused for a moment, fully in wolf form, and reveled in the feeling. My mind was wonderfully void of any thoughts, mine or others, and I howled lowly and happily. I broke into a full out run, jumping over fallen trees and chasing after forest mice. I probably looked like one of those dogs in those cheesy dog food commercials, only much larger.
I was already miles from my house and I’d only been running for a short while. I loved the speed and power of being in this form, as well as the feel of the woods around me. It was as though the forest came to life inside of me, overshadowing any other human emotions, and allowing me to feel free. The only other thing that made me feel this way was in fact not a thing, but a person by the name of Bella. If I were human, I might have stopped then to wallow in self-pity. But as a wolf I could push those thoughts aside and enjoy the feel of the night.
I finally came to a stop at a creek that ran through the woods. My body felt overheated, more so from my current predicament than from my run, so I phased back into human form and waded into the shallow water. I sighed contentedly as the cold running water began to cool my body and I waded further up, feeling the water rise until I was waist deep. I submerged myself completely, listening to the hum of the water moving around me and stayed down till I could no longer hold my breath. I surfaced, gasping for air and rubbing the blurriness from my eyes. When my focus cleared, I saw Sam leaning against a tree and watching me. My stomach dropped and I froze, realizing for the first time just how completely naked I was. His gaze held mine and I tried desperately to read his thoughts. If only we were in wolf form. Then I would know just how screwed I was.
“’Lo, Sam,” I said, trying to seem as nonchalant as a nude person standing in the middle of a creek can seem. He merely nodded his head, taking a step closer to me. I took a step back and immediately slipped on a smooth stone at the bottom of the creek. I lost my balance and went under again, flailing about as my lungs filled with water. I finally calmed myself enough to get my bearings again and resurfaced. Can you imagine a six foot five man nearly drowning in a shallow creek? Add nudity to the mix, and you might also be able to imagine how embarrassed I felt. Swallowing my pride, I raised my gaze to where Sam had been standing and found that he was nowhere in sight. I was about to thank the stars for this blessing when I felt a hand come down on my shoulder.
Shit…
“Hello, Jake,” he said from behind me, his voice low and husky. I tensed as his hand moved down my chest, his nails raking lightly across my skin.
“Uh, Sam…” I whispered, unable to complete the thought. Sam had just pressed his body, his nude body, against me, his erection bumping against the small of my back. I forgot to breathe as his tongue snaked out to lick along my earlobe, eliciting a strangled moan from me.
“You smell so good, Jake,” he whispered, his lips brushing my ear. “It’s driving me mad.” The feel of Sam’s hands digging into my hips was driving me mad, and I shifted forward attempting to get out of his grip. He was too fast for me, though, and before I could fully comprehend what was happening, he’d turned me to face him and his mouth was moving against mine. I tried to protest, but all that did was leave my mouth wide open for Sam’s invading tongue. His hand fisted into my hair, securely locking my head in place so that I couldn’t break the kiss. The unfortunate part of this is that I no longer wanted to. My heat was running its course and the press of Sam’s body against mine was intoxicating. I groaned as his thigh brushed against my erection and kissed him back passionately. He was a good kisser, to be honest, his tongue moving in all the right ways against mine. The way he pulled me against him, so hungry and fierce, made me forget about the fact that I wasn’t gay, and that this was Sam, for pete’s sake, whom I was kissing.
“Fuck,” I hissed as his erection bumped against mine. He moved his mouth down to suck on my neck and lowered his hip to grind his cock against mine. I moaned and pulled him closer, moving my hips in synch with his. Fuck what I thought about feeling free. This was so much better.
His hand moved down between our bodies to wrap around both of our dicks and he began to pump them skillfully. I wondered briefly why he was so good at this, before all thoughts were chased out of my mind as his mouth found mine again. We kissed eagerly as he continued to jack us both off. His other finger snaked down to grab my ass before delving deeper, deeper till it was inside of me and I lost it. I threw my head back, crying out as my climax ripped through me. He followed suit, his mouth opening up in a silent cry, as he came hard with me. We slumped against each other, gasping for air and using the other’s weight to keep us standing, or else we both might have drowned in that creek.
“That was…” I gasped, trying my best to form words or for that matter, a coherent thought. My mind was so boggled from all that had just happened that I could barely make sense of things. “That was…” I tried again, but once more words failed me.
“Not over,” Sam answered in a voice so low and hungry it sent chills down my spine. I shivered visibly when the words finally clicked in my head and I realized what he’d said. I pulled back so that I could look him in the eyes to see if he was joking or not.
Nope. He was dead serious.
“Gonna… fuck you,” he said panting with what I’d thought to be exertion, but was actually lust. Damn this heat!
“Uhhh, Sam,” I said, taking a step back and breaking free of his arms. He continued to stare at me, his eyes dark and clouded over. I regretted what I was about to do, more than I’d probably regret what we’d just done, but my choices here were very slim. I pulled back my arm and then punched Sam with as much power as I could muster up. It worked. He fell back, stunned more than hurt, and flailed around in the water. I took his momentary stupor to my advantage and hurried out of the creek. As soon as I was on dry land I phased and began to run full speed away. My mind remained blank for about thirty yards and then Sam’s thoughts entered my head.
Gonna catch him… Need to fuck him… Smells so good…
Sam, cool, calm, and collected Sam was having these thoughts about me. It made this whole night all the more bizarre and I changed direction without thinking, doing my best to keep my head clear of thought. I couldn’t let him know where I was going or he might stop me before I got there. I ran in zigzags almost, doing my best to appear chaotic in my movements and hoping that his head was so fogged up with lust he wouldn’t notice where we were headed. Finally, I reached the border that separated our land from the Cullen’s. I glanced quickly behind me and saw Sam falter as he realized where we were going. I knew I was taking a risk, but I figured I’d rather deal with those leeches than be raped by the head of my pack.
I crossed over the invisible border and kept going, glancing behind me again to see that Sam had indeed stopped, and only stared at me longingly as I continued to run. I howled victoriously, going further and further away from La Push and Sam into enemy territory. Sam’s thoughts continued to echo in my head, vulgar and insistent. I couldn’t ignore them, so when I was sure I was a safe distance away, I phased back and continued to run in my human form. I turned my head to glance behind me, making sure no one was there, when the smell hit me almost as hard as I hit him.
I fell back onto the ground, struggling to make sense of things, only to feel a cold hand press against my chest and pin me down. I looked up into the eyes of none other than Edward Cullen and, despite being in human form, growled.
He continued to stare at me warily, keeping me pinned to the ground. I figured he was probably reading my thoughts, which were tangled between being worried about where Sam was and being pissed off that Edward was touching me. His gaze scanned the trees behind me, probably looking for Sam. When he was satisfied that I was alone, he returned his attention to me.
“What are you doing here, Jacob?” he said lowly in what I thought to be a warning tone. “And where are your clothes?” All the air in my body left me as I realized I was indeed naked in front of Edward of all people. Wait! Scratch that, I didn’t consider that bloodsucker human enough to be called a person.
I took a deep breath and put enough venom into my tone as I could muster.
“That’s none of your business, leech,” I said icily. “Get your hands off of me!” I reached out to shove his hand away, but he’d already drawn it back. I stood up, brushing grass and twigs off of my body. He continued to stare at me with an expression I couldn’t quite place. He was probably trying to figure out if I was here to cause him harm, and I rolled my eyes. That leech really was conceited.
“Are you here to see Bella?” he asked, still staring at me oddly. I shook my head, not bothering to answer him, although now that I was here I decided it couldn’t hurt to pay her a visit. He nodded his head as this thought occurred to me and I growled at him again. I really hated the fact that he could see inside my head.
“Where is she?” I asked, staring around behind him. She was usually not too far from wherever he was, like she was his shadow or something. That fact pissed me off to no end. Why the hell did she need him so much? As I searched around, I realized he hadn’t answered me. Panic overcame my senses and I was about to demand to know where she was when he said, in a tone I’d never heard from him before, “You smell… different, Jake. Rather good in fact.”
My insides turned to ice as I finally placed the expression on his face. Lust. So my heat worked on bloodsuckers, too, huh? Great.
“Tell Bella I said hi,” I said before turning around and walking away from him as fast as I could. I didn’t get far. I nearly ran into him as he materialized in front of me. Damn him and his supernatural speed.
“Jacob,” he began, his voice low as he stepped closer to me. My breath came out in short gasps as I began to comprehend what was happening, what was going to happen. Maybe I had been better off with Sam…
Edward’s hand came up to cup my face and my eyes stared into his. They were the oddest color of brown I’d ever seen, golden almost. It meant he’d been around sucking the life out of animals somewhere, a fact which would’ve disgusted me had he not been staring at me so intently.
“Why do you smell so good?” he asked. I figured he didn’t really care what the answer to that question was, because he pressed his lips against mine before I could even began to form a response. I tried to move away or push him off, but he was much stronger than I was, and he wrapped his arm around me holding me in place. He brushed himself against me, and like Sam I could feel Edward’s erection pressing into my side. I opened my mouth to shout or scream or something, but then his tongue was in my mouth (you’d think I’d already have learned my lesson with Sam) tasting so sweet and the heat inside of me was building.
I hated this. Edward was my enemy, and yet this thing inside of me wanted him, just like I’d wanted Sam. After tonight, I was going to lock myself in my room permanently. His tongue stroked against mine and all resolve left my thoughts as my tongue responded happily. His kissing was different than Sam’s had been… gentler, albeit cold. The odd thing was the cool feel of his skin didn’t make me cringe away like it should’ve. Instead my body pressed closer to his, as though drawn to that cold, hard skin. I wondered how the rest of him would feel against me, and, having read my mind, Edward peeled out of his expensive clothing and stood naked in front of me.
Despite all the hatred I normally felt for this boy, I couldn’t deny that he was beautiful. An inhuman, bloodsucking leech, yes, but beautiful. He eyed me, too, the effect of my being in heat making him stare at me in want rather than in mutual disgust. Our eyes met and we came together again, his arms wrapping around my waist while mine tangled in his hair. My mouth came down to his, his tongue lapping against my lips before I opened my mouth to him and deepened the kiss. He moaned into my mouth, which sent a tingle through my body, and I felt encouraged. He was more submissive than Sam, and it felt good to have the upper hand. My hand traveled down the length of his body and although somewhere in the back of my head the words You’re kissing a bloodsucking leech! Are you insane? echoed repeatedly, I continued to touch him, undaunted.
His mouth wandered from my lips and down my neck. I tensed slightly, remembering all the vampire movies I’d ever watched and how vulnerable I was, and he laughed in response. He continued to kiss along my collarbone and then down my chest. I hissed as he pulled a nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly and allowing his teeth to graze over it. His right hand tweaked my other nipple and I cried out, thrusting my hips forward. He smiled against my skin and continued to move his lips down my body. I realized idly that I’d lost the upper hand in this situation. And then a wonderful thing happened.
I felt something, cold and silky and wet, run the length of my shaft and I couldn’t give a fuck who was in charge. I looked down to see Edward run his tongue along my cock once more, glancing up at me, before sucking half of it into his mouth. I threw my head back and cried out, my hand reaching down to fist in Edward’s hair as his head bobbed back and forth. I began to rock my hips in rhythm with his mouth and soon we had a pace going. I bit my lip as he took me in deeper, doing my best not to come as fast as I did with Sam. That time, it had been pure heat, and lust and passion. This was… different. There was something else here that I couldn’t quite name, and currently didn’t care to.
There was a slight pop! as Edward pulled his mouth away. I groaned in frustration until I felt his tongue lap at my balls. His tongue went further and I lost sight of him. He was now lapping at the sensitive pucker of my ass while his hands spread my cheeks apart. Sounds they don’t have words for were pouring from my mouth amidst a stream of obscenities. His tongue pushed past the tight pucker and plunged inside of me and my knees gave out. Edward caught me with one hand and held me up, and for the first time, I found myself grateful for his strength. He pressed his tongue deeper inside of me, as though straining to reach something. It felt odd to have something inside of me, and I figured the reason I wasn’t flipping out was because I was in heat, nothing more than that. Honest.
His tongue pulled out of me and I cried out again, desperate for release. My cock throbbed and twitched, impatient and ready. I was about to ask, or possibly even beg, Edward to help when he suddenly let go of me. I fell to the ground, landing hard on my hands and knees and grunted.
“Perfect,” I heard him say from behind me, and I was about to turn around and punch him when I felt his cock press up against my pucker. Comprehension dawned on me and I tried to scramble away, but Edward had my hips in a death grip and I couldn’t move. In one fluid motion he thrust his hips forward and the head of his shaft pushed inside of me. I don’t think I have screamed as loud in my entire life as I did just then. I felt as though something cold was tearing through me and I once again tried to scramble away. He allowed me to move forward a bit, before pulling my hips back and completely sheathing himself inside of me. I cried out, tears leaking from the corner of my eyes, doing my best to stay up on my hands and knees. My body shook at this invasion, which actually wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Edward paused, waiting for me to stop squirming, running his hands up and down my body.
“Relax,” he said softly. I wanted to curse him, but all I could manage was another deep growl. I stopped moving my body and took deep breaths, and the pain in my rear end subsided a bit. Edward began to move again, pulling back and pushing in slowly. I hissed, wanting him to stop and go faster both at the same time. I was about to try to move away again when he shifted slightly and brushed against something. I felt electricity shoot through my body, sending pleasure to every nerve I had and causing me to push back against him. He laughed and shifted so that he hit that spot again, before pushing himself in further. His pace quickened and his thrusts became harder, sending equal waves of pain and pleasure throughout my body. I was screaming obscenities again as he thrust deeper and deeper, and I felt as though I were submerging into something, although I didn’t know what it was.
Edward leaned forward and wrapped his hand around my cock, tugging as he thrust forward again and then I was falling over the edge. My vision went white as I came harder than I ever have before, arms and legs finally giving out. Edward caught me before I could collapse, and he continued to thrust into me, murmuring words so filthy, so non Edward-like, that my cock twitched again at the sound. He finally came inside of me, crying out almost as loudly as I had when he’d first entered me, and collapsing on top of me. We both lay there, spent and panting heavily, too tired to care that it was us and we’d just…
I finally rolled away from him, and he lay on the ground, staring up at the sky. My stomach lurched as I thought about what had just happened, and I moved further away from him. He turned to look at me, smiling slightly. What the hell did I just do?
“You smelled good,” Edward said in response to my thoughts. I glared at him, hating him for being so casual, almost as much as I hated the fact that he’d topped. I felt anger flare up inside me and my skin began to prickle as the wolf emerged. I phased and ran, far and fast away from Edward, back toward La Push. I didn’t hear Sam or anyone else in my head and I was thankful. I didn’t think I could deal with anyone else after this.
I didn’t stop running until I’d reached my house. I turned back into my human form and climbed in through my open window. I sank onto my bed, wrapping myself in my blue quilt and sighing heavily. Light from the approaching dawn was streaming in through my window, but I curled up in bed anyway. I didn’t feel like watching the sunrise. I felt like killing Edward.
I knew eventually that my pack would find out about this, probably after my heat had passed and I began to trust people again. What an awkward conversation that’ll be! I thought to myself before closing my eyes and sinking into a (thankfully) dreamless sleep.
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