(Jackson/Derek)
"What the hell are you doing here?" Derek asked.
"Do you mean your loft?" Jackson asked. "Or Beacon Hills?"
Derek growled. "Both."
"I don't know," Jackson shrugs. "It could be the fact that I missed my best friend. Or I just wanted to visit my hometown. Or my old pack. Then again it could just be you."
Derek raised his eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"There's this feeling," Jackson said. "I don't know what it is but I can't get you out of my head. There's like a part of you that seems attached to me. Like a…"
"Like a pull," Derek finished. "It's the bond between an Alpha and his first Beta. You were the first person that I turned so we have a connection unlike others, those only Alphas and their first turned Betas feel. You should probably know that I can feel you too."
"Is it normal that I feel your emotions?"
"Yep."
"Uh," Jackson starts. "Why do you feel so sad all the time?"
Derek shrugs. "Maybe I'm just lonely."
"Oh," Jackson walked closer to Derek and placed his hands on his chest. "Maybe as your first Beta it's my job to make you feel better."
Derek pressed his head against Jackson's, breathing in the scent of soap and cologne that lingered in the air. He gazed into the cool deep blue eyes of Jackson and placed his hands into the back pocket of Jackson's pants and pulled him into a kiss, gripping his ass. Jackson moaned allowing Derek to gain access into his warm mouth. Derek broke the kiss before lifting Jackson to the wall and dominating another kiss. Jackson ran his fingers through Derek's hair, trying to press their bodies as close together as possible.
"We better stop," Derek stopped the kiss but kept Jackson in place. "Unless you want me to fuck you."
"I do," Jackson wraps his legs around Derek's waist, kissing and sucking on his neck. "I do. I do. I do. Please Derek fuck me."
"You asked for it," Derek growls.
Derek carried Jackson into his bedroom and tosses the teen on the bed. Jackson licks his plump juicy lips seductively, staring Derek down.
"Do you want it soft or hard?" Derek asked.
"Make it rough!" Jackson growled which results in Derek pouncing on him.
Derek quickly tore off Jackson's shirt and then pants which in turn had Jackson to do the same thing.
"That was my favorite shirt," Jackson snarls.
"You wanted it rough," Derek replied pushing him on his back. "Now it ready for my cock."
"Do you want lube?" Jackson asked.
"Rough remember."
Derek saw Jackson's eyes sparkle with anticipation and turns him doggy style. He laps his tongue repeatedly at the clenching hole, getting as deep as possible to taste more of Jackson. Derek sucked on the hole before rising to his knees, while gripping Jackson's waist and plunges his cock into the teen. Derek pushed his complete length into his Beta, not giving him any mercy as the hole clenches like a vice grip on his member. Each thrust cause Jackson to moan especially when Derek starts pistoling at his prostate. Jackson fell to his forearms as his hand his making its way to his throbbing member but Derek swaps his hand away.
"Don't touch yourself," Derek nips at his ear. "I only want you to cum from feeling me. My cock will be the one that makes you cum and nothing else. Understand?"
"Yes," Jackson pants and stares at his red leaking member.
"Your ass is so fucking tight," Derek growls. "I can fuck you for hours and hours without getting bored."
Jackson's cock pulsed at the thought which sent him over the edge as he came all over the bed while Derek milked out his own release. Derek got off the bed demanding that Jackson stay in place as he got something. When Derek returned he inserted a butt plug into Jackson's hole.
"I want you to keep my cum inside you," Derek demands. "That why you and everyone else will know that I've marked you."
(Scott/Jackson)
Scott was running in the woods to clear his head of everything that has been happening over the last couple of months. It seems that nothing will ever be remotely normal as long as he was a part of the supernatural world but the worse, at least in Scott's opinion, was the Harvest Moon. Wolves have no control over themselves and every move they make at the time being is reckless and irrational and mostly lustful. Scott kept running and just tried to enjoy the free time he had now until someone tackled him to the ground.
"What the hell Jackson!" Scott groans as his old rival kept him pinned to the ground. "Get off me and why do you smell like Derek?"
"You're too tempting," Jackson responds. "Fuck. Me."
"Okay," Scott's junk pulsed under his clothed area. "I'll just remove my clothes…"
"No," Jackson shook his head. "Take too long and I need it now."
Jackson unbuttoned Scott's pants and unzipped them as the harden member sprung out. Jackson quickly lowered his shorts and took out the butt plug that Derek gave him earlier. Scott stiffed the air when the substance of Derek's cum flowed through his nostrils.
"I guess that's why you smell like Derek."
"Stop talking McCall, it's turning me off a little."
Jackson lowered himself fully onto Scott's length and then rose up before plowing it back into his hole. Scott grips the other's hips, guiding him as Jackson rode his cock over and over again.
"You know Derek's cum makes great lube," Scott said.
"Fuck off McCall."
"While if you haven't noticed Whittemore, I am fucking you," Scott smirks. "Matter of fact I'm pretty sure that I'm one of many that have fucked you. Am I right? Jackson I'm positive that you would bend over for any one that ask, even Stiles. And here I thought that you would be nothing but a power top but you ended up only begging for more cock."
"Fuck you," Jackson growled angrily but kept bouncing on the member.
"That's it," Scott snarled.
Scott pushed Jackson on his back so that he was on top and plunged into his rival, pistoling nonstop fast into the willing hole, making Jackson moan with each thrust. Scott thought that Jackson would become hoarse as he moaned loud and very often while made Scott want to thrust in even harder.
"Say my name," Scott growls.
"McCall," Jackson groans.
"Wrong," Scott nips at his neck keeping the rhythm. "Say my name."
"McCall," Jackson repeated in moans.
"Say my fucking name!" Scott's teeth lengthen and he bites into Jackson's shoulders.
"Scott!" Jackson cries as his release was met.
"Right," Scott smiles as he cums inside of Jackson, his essence mixing with Derek's. Scott tenderly places a soft kiss on Jackson's lips. "I'm Scott, not McCall. And you're Jackson."
Jackson stunned only nods.
"Say it with me," Scott encourages. "Scott and Jackson. Scott and Jackson."
"Scott and Jackson," Jackson mumbles as he looked into Scott's eyes.
Scott thought he saw a sparkle in Jackson's eyes but it vanished once he pulled out of Jackson and replaced it with the butt plug.
"Are you busy later?" Scott asked.
Jackson shook his head.
"How about you stay over tonight," Scott offered. "I'm pretty sure you're tired of Danny and Ethan."
"Okay," Jackson grabs Scott's hand as they got up and fixed themselves before heading to Scott's house.
Author's Note:
I know it's been I while but the update is here! I finally posted a Scackson scene which many of you have wanted for a while now along with a Jerek scene. Scackson and Jerek of two of my favorite pairings with Jackson so I thought why not put them together. Maybe I should have did Jaiden too but decided since I did it once not to do it again. You guys should really thank 'lonewolfs' who pm me about the update a couple of days again and I was determined to get it done for you guys. So here it is and please review.