1. Robert Palmer- Addicted To Love
Lydia helps Jackson learn about control.
Gets a little hot 'n heavy but I'm trying to keep things below an M rating so no hardcore sexy stuffs, just saying. Set after Jackson has turned from Kanima into a normal Werewolf but obviously didn't move to London
Jackson sighed and opened his locker, just one more class until lunch- today had been so boring! After lunch, just three more classes… and then the weekend! As he blindly reached in to grab his book, his fingers touched something lacy- what? Jackson looked, finding Lydia's bra hanging in there. Oh? He turned and looked around for his girlfriend, shutting his locker a bit so no one else saw it.
"Jackson."
It was just a whisper, but he could tell it was her voice; he was highly tuned to it already, having known her intimately for a few years. He turned and saw her leaning against the wall at the far end of the hall, checking her hair in her compact mirror.
"Empty classroom, 2 minutes," she whispered, shutting her mirror. As she turned away, she winked at him.
Jackson slammed his locker shut and went after her, only just remembering to rein himself in, walking at a brisk pace. Lydia knew that he loved when they snuck out of class and if he showed up right away she'd only tease him mercilessly about being too eager. Plus she was trying to help him hone his Were abilities because she understood him a better than Scott or Derek. So now he had to try and find her in an empty classroom while there were still tons of students wandering the halls… Jackson narrowed his eyes, concentrating… there were too many heartbeats for him to focus on hers though. That kind of focus was still hard for him, heartbeats were harder to separate. But before he could get too frustrated, he heard a low moan, a whispering of his name. Jackson followed the noise, pushing past kids, drowning out all other sounds. When he found the right door, he knocked and then twisted the knob.
Lydia was leaning against the desk, hands running up and down her body; when he came in she beckoned him closer with a nod of her head, "You made it."
He closed the door and strode over to her, kissing her neck and running his hands up her thighs, "Of course."
She moaned lightly, running a hand through his hair, "And even faster than last time, you're getting better. Let's practice on your shift control then." Lydia pivoted, Jackson now resting against the desk. She unbuttoned his pants while sucking a hickey into his neck. "Let's see how long you can last before the claws come out this time."
Jackson growled lightly, already turned on- he was certain that his eyes were probably glowing too. But that was acceptable, it was his claws and his fangs that were deal-breakers right now. He gripped the desk and willed his heart to slow down as Lydia kissed her way down his body. He only needed to hold back the shift for a few minutes… but Lydia was damn good with her mouth… he wasn't sure he'd make it.