Full Moon

Chapter 1

((Jacobs POV))

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!! So sad! :(

It was his favorite time of the month. 'When the moon was at its fullest'. It was the second most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He smiled at the thought of him.

"Edward Anthony Mason Cullen…." He chuckled lightly and curled up tighter in his bed, sleep overwhelming him. His eyes were heavy, and he was nearly out when he heard his phone ring.

"Oh son of an ass hat! Who the hell is calling me this late?!" He growled in frustration checking his alarm clock.

Ok, it wasn't THAT late, but still, his was dog tired. After a good 4 minutes of searching for his phone he threw his arms up in defeat and rolled over, his back to his clock, when he felt a cold metal at his nose. His eyes narrowed on his phone, snatching it up unkindly, and scanning the caller ID. A heavy sigh escaped him upon seeing his lovers' name.

Paul was a great guy. He was sweet to people and gentle in public, almost always a gentle, unless he was with the pack. THEN he was an obnoxious asshole, but he had this charm about him that had just drawn Jacob in.

He smiled gently as he redialed the number, only to have his smile falter upon hearing the tone of his boyfriend.

"Jacob!! Where the fuck are you?! You were supposed to be here an hour ago!!! Remember the party!!?!?!?" He all but screamed into the receiver.

"Geez Paul chill! I'm on my way!! I'm sorry, I'm just really tired…" he defended and added with a yawn.

A low growl echoed from the other line, causing Jacob to smile sheepishly.

"You have 5 minutes Jacob Black."

And with that he hung up earning a groan of disapproval from the young boy. He quickly gathered clean clothes, practically throwing them on as he left his house.

4 minutes and 58.987 seconds later, Jacob Black in all his glory strode up to his friends around the bonfire. He scanned the area searching for a particular person. 'Where are you Paul?' His eyes trailed over his group leader Sam. Sam was a very sexy young man, with beautiful skin, and dark smoldering eyes, but sadly he was off limit. 'Stupid Jared' he thought childishly upon seeing said person wrap his arms around Sam's waist and twirl him around lovingly. Jacob rolled his eyes and turned to leave the mushy love fest as he ran into the person whom he had been searching for.

"Paul!!" He exclaimed excitedly, throwing his arms around his neck.

"Well hello there sexy man, do I know you??" Paul chuckled, mimicking Jared's actions with Sam.

He gently set Jacob down, leaning down to steal a kiss, holding onto Jacob possessively.

"Nayelli, Que Quowle."

Paul murmured pressing his lips against Jacobs gently passionately, his fingers entwining in his betas hair. A light moan escaped the smaller, pressing his body teasingly, yet innocently against Paul's, causing the other to grunt hotly and pin Jacob to the tree behind him.

"P-Paul, stop"

Jacob murmured between Paul's heated kisses, only causing the grip on his waist to tighten.

"Paul! Your...hurting me..!"

Jacob squirmed uncomfortably against him, his waist accidentally grinding in Paul's only tightening the grip further.

'Oh that's gonna bruise….'

He thought as he felt his waist being thrust against, causing his jeans to tighten painfully.

"Paul! That's enough!"

A stern voice called from behind them, from the voice of their leader. With a growl of disapproval he pulled away from Jacob, not before sending a lusty glare his way that just seemed to scream

'Tonight Jacob Black…..tonight I will make you mine.'

The remainder of the night Sam kept a close eye on Jacob, but not even he could watch him the whole night. Turns out Jacob had gotten into the alcohol, and was feeling quite fuzzy, considering when Sam found his, he was hitting on a tree.

He tentatively wrapped his fingers around the youths shoulder, still earning a near scream of shock for him.

"Geeeeesh Sham…yooou shcarrred meeee…!" he whined oh so cutley, his big brown eyes heavy with drunkenness. Sam couldn't suppress a chuckle seeing Jacob wobble back in forth.

"Come on Jake…we need to get you home before you father sends out a search party."

He began to tug at the youth's shirt, guiding him to his car. After setting him in the passenger seat, he started the car and glided down the roads of La Push.

"Ya know Sam…..your sexy!"

Jacob declared and out of nowhere busted into laughter…and didn't stop the entire 20 min car ride.

After his laughter had died down, and they had arrived at Jacobs home, Sam turned to the boy, "Well Jake were he-"

He was cut off by warm lips pressed against his eagerly by the teen. In Sam's shock, Jacob managed to wrap his arms around Sam's neck, entangling his fingers in his dark hair. Finally snapping into reality he started to push Jacob off..

"Jacob stop….your drunk and you don know what your doing.." he tugged his arms out from around his neck, rubbing the satin smooth skin.

'What the hell are you doing?! You've wanted this kid for years'

He mentally screamed at himself, not even noticing the warmth near his cock.

He didn't come out of his rave until he felt skin on skin at his waist, and heavenly unheard of warmth.

"Oh dear fucking god Jacob!" He moaned arching up into Jacob's hot wet mouth.

Jacob moaned in approval bobbing his head teasingly, running his tongue slowly up and down his shaft, his teeth playing at the head. Sam threw his head back grunting hotly as he pushed Jacobs head down further, desperate for more contact.

"Jacob…! You're a fucking little tease you know that!" he growled out as he felt himself fully enveloped. The elder panted heavily his hips meeting Jacobs's bobs as he felt himself getting closer.

"Ja-Jacob! I-I'm g-gonna-!"

He screamed out the smallers name as he came harshly, pushing Jacobs head down, until all of it was gone. Sam collapsed against his seat, his eyes fluttering almost closed until he saw the horrified look on Jacobs face.

It was like he had just been slapped in the face by reality. Jacob had an excuse for cheating, he had been drunk off his ass…but Sam hadn't drunk anything at the party.

"Jacob…I…" He began and bit his lip, at loss for words, a pain filled sympathetic expression on his face. Jacobs expression was sheer hurt and guilt.

"I…I should prolly leave now…" Jacob muttered pulling at the door handle, not casting Sam a second glance, and slammed the door, turning to jog inside. Pain etched over Sam's face as he sped down the roads, tears streaming down his face.

He thought of Jared, the man he loved more than anyone, and he thought of Jacob….the fragile innocent boy who was Paul's… He arrived at his and Jared's home and walked inside trying to pass off everything as ok… but Jared knew better.

"Hey…asshole… You still have cum on your shirt" He muttered coldly.

Authors note:

Bahahahahaha The end of chapter one!!!!! Wuahaha plz don't kill me. Reviews are welcome and flames will be booted. Hope you like!!