Just a little something that I have had on my mind for a while
Next chapter will be full of romantic(ish) smut
Sadly I do not own Teen Wolf
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There was something special about birthdays. More importantly eighteenth birthdays. Eighteen is such a magical number. Every child and teenager dreams of the day of their eighteenth birthday. For some they just can not wait to be an adult, others want independence. Those are two very good reasons, but mine is better. Eighteen means that it one hundred percent legal for me to have sex with another consenting adult. And today just happens to be that magical day. The day that I have waited for, for nearly two years is finally here.
Tonight would be the night that my secret lover and I will finally take our relationship to the next level. After twenty two months , we will finally make love. Ok so maybe a little more fucking than love-making. I mean, I am still a hot-blooded teenaged guy. Sex has been the one constant thing on my mind since I was twelve. But when you're in a secret relationship with an older guy with a strict moral code, there isn't much you can do about raging hormones.
Not to mention the make out sessions were really rare. Having a bunch of werewolf friends with super senses make sneaking around extremely difficult. Plus we had to work around Chris' busy hunter schedule. Being in love with an older man proved to be extremely difficult and sexually frustrating, but all of that is about to change. After tonight there will be no more sneaking around. Not the law, a certain group of teenaged werewolves, or even the sheriff will stop us from being together.
I have no doubt that the pack will hate the idea of me dating Chris. Him being a hunter, a much older guy, and the fact that he tried to kill a few of them won't help much. I already know that Scott will feel hurt and betrayed as well as extremely angry. Allison will probably be deciding to shoot first with her oh so handy crossbow. Everyone else will feel angry and concerned but they will get over it, they aren't the ones I'm really concerned real problem will be my dad. I know that he loves me and always will, Chris on the other hand, he won't be so much of a fan of. He will probably assume that I'm being taking advantage of and that Chris is some sort of sick child molester. And there is a good chance that he will shoot first and ask questions later, or just arrest Chris. I am hoping that neither scenario happens, but I can worry about that tomorrow. Tonight I'm getting laid. Right after school, and the party that I am sure the pack is throwing.
Concentrating in school today is completely impossible. The only thing I could think about was a certain blond hunter. The things that would happen later on tonight , and how this whole relationship thing all started. Chris and I didn't really have a relationship until a few weeks after the whole Kanima trying to kill everybody business. It started out with a few chance encounters around town, then one day Chris gave me his number in case there were any problems with Derek and his pack of misfits, if only he knew the half of the things we went through. I would text him occasionally to tell him that I and no one else was in any immediate danger, when there was no danger.
After a few more weeks it was decided that I would be pack ambassador when it came to the hunters. I would have suggested Allison but she is just a little crazy. So every two weeks or so I would meet up with Chris at the Argent's house and discuss how everyone could live in peace without trying to kill one another. It was more of me telling him that Derek wasn't doing anything too illegal or that endangered the safety of the human population. After a while I started to enjoy Chris' company and we would end up talking about a bunch of different things. Before I knew it I had a full blown crush on the man. I had only liked a few guys before but those were completely different and harmless little crushes.
I'm pretty sure that Chris figured out that I was crushing on him big time even before I did, but he never said anything. He always ignored when I would start to stutter or blush like crazy just from little things that he did. Never once commented on the way I would zone out and just stare at him for minutes at a time. I hated myself for acting like a love struck schoolgirl but I couldn't help it. Then he made what is either one of the worst or possibly the best decision of his life and gave me alcohol. I don't drink much, but when I do I tend to think less and do more. Two glasses of wine and I was beyond a little tipsy. I remember staring at Chris' lips and thinking about how soft they looked, then next thing I know my tongue is down the man's throat.
I just knew that he was going to push me off of him so I had to the make the most of the little time that I had. Instead of pushing me away he just sat there and let me do what I wanted. It must have been a good seven minutes before I pulled away completely out of breath. I waited for him to chew me out or maybe shoot me, not start talking all calm like as if nothing happened. Instead of hearing something about me being a drunk kid and being confused or some bull like that, Chris started talking about our age difference and a bunch of other things that would make a relationship difficult.
All of his talking was making me really confused. Being drunk did nothing to help. There were a bunch of words being said but none of them were "no". It took a few minutes to realize that Chris had just said that he liked me, and not just for a one night stand either. I think I may have cried a little but that doesn't matter. Chris started telling me a bunch of rules that we would have to follow but I wasn't paying much attention. As soon as he was done talking I jumped on him and started kissing him again. That was day one of our secret relationship.
The party with the pack took longer than I expected. The one day I want everyone to ignore me they decide to pay special attention. None of the awesome and completely believable excuses I made up worked to get me out early. But I did have fun so it was ok. Now I was nearly home to where Chris was waiting for me. I texted Chris a few minutes before I left the party to let him know I was on my way. There was afterall no reason for him to spend all day waiting for me. And thankfully my dad was too busy with work and couldn't get the night off. Something that I may or may not have had something to do with, not that anyone could prove anyway.
When I got home I all but ran out of my jeep and through the front door. Would have done it faster if my stupid keys would have found the key hole faster. When I finally got the door open Chris was standing there waiting for me.
"Welcome home." That simple sentence was enough to make my heart melt and my knees go weak.
"Follow me." With that Chris led me up the stairs and to my room. The room was dimly lit by candles spread out everywhere, there were a bunch of rose petals on the bed, and soft music playing in the background.
"Wow." That's all I could say. This is all so much more romantic than I was expecting . I figured that we would just start going at it. Who knew that Chris could be such a romantic. I guess that there will be some love making tonight.
Before I could try and think of anything else to say Chris had spun me around and mashed our lips together. On instinct my tongue snaked into the older man's mouth fighting his for dominance. Chris let me win the fight so that I could explore his delicious mouth. I was starting to get light headed from the lack of oxygen and just knowing that I was kissing one of the hottest men on the planet.