AN: I think... this is my favorite chapter so far :-D Hope you will also enjoy it!
After what happened with Logan, I really can't sleep. So I decide to watch the Walking Dead and eat my favorite ice cream. Eat shit to make you feel better, that's my motto. So I'm lying on the couch in front of the TV, just chilling in my black shorts, tank top, hair untied. I should really go to bed since I have to teach my class at 9 in the morning. O well, just a little longer on this couch won't hurt.
"Trouble sleeping kitten? Did my little bedtime story about Jimmy give you nightmares?" he speaks in a taunting voice as he enters the room.
Of course he can never just leave me the fuck alone when I want him to.
"Don't flatter yourself Creed, you have no influence on my sleepless nights"
"Yet" he replies as he winks at me.
That's when I notice he's only wearing black sweat pants. "Jesus Christ Creed! Put on a goddamn shirt what the fuck is wrong with you!?" I cringe as I put my arms in front of my eyes but secretly gaze through the opening between them.
I gasp. I've never seen anything like that…
"Why? Can't keep your eyes off me? You know kitten… It's not very polite to stare"
By God this man is arrogant! And too bloody muscular. I try hard not to stare. But for fuck sake… those arms… black sweat pants hanging off his slender hips. I'm about to lick my lips but instead I bite them hard and mentally smack myself on the forehead.
As he takes a seat next to me on the couch, he lifts my feet up and places them in his lap. I try to pull them away from him but he tightly wraps his claws around my ankles. I raise my eyebrows at him but he just smirks. Fuck it, I'll leave em there, I refuse to fight this asshole on everything of minor importance like this.
I sigh when he takes it a step further and starts caressing my lower legs up and down. His fingernails are setting my skin on fire god damn it.
"Please don't do that"
I lack pretty much all the conviction in the world.
"Why? Turning you on? Don't answer, I can smell it" he grins as I look at him most seriously.
"Never… fucking… mind" I reply as I roll my eyes and put my head back on the pillows in an attempt to relax again. But he doesn't stop stroking my legs so relaxing is pretty much out of the question. It feels kinda nice in a ticklish sort of way so I close my eyes. When I open them and turn my head, I can see he is still staring at me with his hungry predator eyes.
"So why are you awake?" I ask after a little while.
He cracks his neck before answering me "Because… I can smell it when you're distressed remember…"
I can't stand his touch any longer, I know if this doesn't stop right now, I'll lose all control. Out of nowhere I make a massive cat jump off the couch and land perfectly on my feet behind it.
"Impressive. So you're leaving already kitten?"
"No, I'm getting more ice cream so I can actually stand you enough to have this conversation"
Once in the kitchen, I decide to be civil. So when I come back I brought him some too.
"You want some?"
"Definitely…. Oh, I see, you're talking about the ice cream"
"You're an ass Creed" I tell him as I hand him the bucket and join him on the couch again. I sit on the other side with my knees safely pulled up to my chin as I eat my ice cream and study him.
He looks at the outside of the package and notices the brand 'Ben & Jerry's'. He reads it, places it on the table, looks up at me and narrows his eyes. I just smirk back at him.
"The only two men I need" I reply as I wink at him.
"You're a funny little one, aren't you?" he grumbles.
"I like to think I am. You should have seen your face that day, it was priceless" I laugh some more.
"So where's my brother?" he changes the subject smoothly.
"He left this afternoon on his bike, no idea where he went, he's getting real good at this whole leaving thing though" I sigh.
We remain quiet for a while, in the mean time I try to ignore his shirtless body. Think sad things Phoebe! Like… dying puppies, a boycott on all chocolate and Bambi's mother dying. How could you Walt Disney? HOW?!
More seriously I remember how Logan promised me he would stay with me as long as Creed was here just to make sure I was safe. Another promise he broke. O well, guess I can take perfectly good care of myself, I have done all those years without him.
"This show doesn't make sense" Creed snarls out of the blue.
"It's just a bunch of people killing off some zombies and trying to survive. It's fun"
"No it's not" He quickly grasps the remote from my hand, lifts it up in the air and turns the TV off.
"Hey! Give me that!" I raise my voice as I launch myself at him, ending up in his lap and trying to grab the remote from his hand. But he's a lot taller and just keeps it up in the air as I try to claw at his arm to bring it down. I can feel his other arm slide around my waist as I feel the body heat from his naked chest against mine. I look down into his eyes, they are a lot darker and hungry for something I'm sure as hell aint going to give. I think…. My inner wolf has other ideas though….
"Manners kitten" he speaks softly as he brings his face closer to mine.
"Please" I whisper against his lips, only slightly brushing it. And then I quickly take the remote control out of his hand using my telepathy. Suddenly it's in my hands as I smirk at him victoriously. "Thanks"
"That's cheating" he growls as I sit back again "Why didn't you use your powers in the first place? Felt the need to feel up on me hm?"
I look down at my hands, they look like minor claws. "Because… I don't really like to use them.. because… I haven't gotten them under control yet to be honest, and I guess I want to be…"
"Normal" he finishes my sentence with a disapproving look on his face.
"No!" I correct him. "I just don't want to be… what I used to be anymore. I don't have my powers under control yet, so I'm scared I'll lose control. I'm working really hard with professor Xavier to get them under control but I'm just not there yet"
I don't know why I'm telling him this. When I look up I see him staring at me with a puzzled look. I wish I could know what he was thinking right now. Maybe I could try and enter his mind… No! That's wrong Phoebe and you know it, I scold myself.
"Where are your real parents?" he suddenly asks.
"Well, my mom got killed. My real father… I don't know really. He just left when I was 6. Then my mom left me with Logan and Kayla because she couldn't take care of me. Apparently I was a pretty wild feral infant" I chuckle as I finish my sentence.
"Did my brother name you?"
"No, my real mom did. It's a Greek name: Phoebe means 'bright' or 'pure' and Selene means 'moon'. Apparently I was born during a full moon. I know, its cheesy, especially for a feral. Kayla always used to call me 'Snow' because of my albino skin"
"You have nice skin" he states seriously and I can't help but give him a strange look. Was that a fucking compliment? A compliment from the Big Bad Wolf? A compliment without being smooth and trying to get into my pants? Damn. Miracles do still happen.
"Why did you come here Victor?" I ask after some time.
"To keep you company during your sleepless night"
"You know that's not what I meant. Why did you follow me to this school? Why can you not just leave me alone and find someone else to be your so called mate? Someone who's actually willing"
He growls "I do not WANT anybody else kitten, I want my mate! It's my right…"
Here we go again: the Alpha is back. I close my eyes and put my head in my hands, slowly rubbing my temples as if I'm getting a headache which wouldn't be very unrealistic "God damn it Creed! There are a lot nicer women on this fucking planet, more attractive also"
He scoffs "No there aint" he growls at me as he moves closer "And I don't need a nice woman, I'd rip her to shreds in no time. You and I on the other hand… we can go all… night… long…" he smoothly whispers in my ear. That's when I notice he's right next to me, his warm breath tickling my ear and his arms practically around me.
"I do not plan on letting you go Phoebe, so get used to me. Besides, I can teach you a thing or two about being feral"
"Yeah, like what?"
"Like, how to get down on your knees so I can mount you like a bitch"
"You're a real charmer Creed" I reply sarcastically, but the image is extremely vivid to me… giving me tingles all over, making my heart race like mad, making my wolf howl in agony.
He grins at me as if he knows what's going on in my mind and way too hormonal mammal body.
"I doubt you could teach me anything about ferals anyway. I'm a biology professor and a vet for crying out loud, genetics are my area of expertise, so what on earth could YOU teach ME about us, I mean… ferals"
"That's funny Phoebe, you get to teach biology when you've never actually practiced it"
I narrow my eyes at him "How do you know I've never actually 'practiced' it? Maybe I've had a nice human boyfriend who popped my cherry"
He chuckles darkly but narrows his eyes in jealousy.
"No you haven't. I can smell it on you kitten, the innocence, the purity" he whispers close to my ear as he inhales my scents deeply.
My cheeks are flushing so I turn my face away and look at my claws again "Well, I just haven't really spend a lot of time in the presence of… guys. And… they find me socially awkward… And I've been very busy the last couple of years so therefore… I never really… got to go out and stuff" I'm mumbling and stammering again. Get a grip already!
"Relax kitten, no need to get defensive"
"Then stop bullying me about this fucking mate thing!" I suddenly raise my voice. "What's the deal with this stupid mate thing anyway, how come YOU know I am your mate but I refuse to believe it?"
"Cuz you're a stubborn little one. But you can smell the attraction as well as I can… It's the kind of attraction we are incapable of having with someone else. And feral mates have the same mutations. As do we"
"No we don't! My healing factor is a lot slower when it comes to big injuries. You on the other hand heal immediately and it seems you hardly feel any pain"
"I feel pain, I'm simply used to it more than you. And your healing factor is just a little slower because you're so young. It will develop in time and it will be complete after your last feral cycle. But look" he says as he takes my hand in his bigger claw "We have exactly the same claws, same canines also"
I look at his hand around my own, ignoring the electricity buzzing through me from his touch. He is a lot bigger but that's normal since I'm female. I touch his hand gently and turn it over in order to compare it with my own.
"See kitten, same claws, same nails" he softly speaks as his impelling gaze stays fixated on me.
"So it seems" I reply as I look up to him. Without asking I bring my hand towards his face as I touch his fangs. They are sharp as hell, like mine, and I instantly cut my thumb on them. Only two drops of blood manage to leave my body before the wound closes itself. Victor keeps looking at me as he licks the blood of my thumb after which he takes my hand in his again.
"See, small injuries heal immediately. Your healing factor is like mine, so are your canines, I tasted them, the night I took you, remember?"
"Oh you mean that night you took me against my will?"
He smirks and shakes his head lightly.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night baby"
"The night I bit down on your lip when you tried to force your way into my mouth and I was so scared I ran away after which you hunted me down like an animal? We're talking about the same night right? That night?"
He brings his hand up to my cheeks and strokes it "I enjoyed every flinch of pain when you bit down my lip baby"
Smug bastard. I want to scratch that arrogant smirk off his face.
But I need to know more. "My canines grow larger when I get angry, do yours?"
"I'm always angry"
I laugh softly. That was actually funny.
"Do you control the expanding of your claws? Because it happens to me when I get emotional"
"I do, and so will you in time. Probably when you get rid of your attitude problem"
"I have no attitude problem!" I raise my voice but my laughing gives me away.
"Of course you don't…"
I laugh at the irony. Fine, he's quite funny I will grant him that. And that's all I will grant him tonight. Unexpectedly he brings his hand up and he takes a few locks of my hair in his hand.
"I love your hair" his voice is seductive, deep "Come here" he says as he pulls my hair, forcing me to come closer.
I shake my head but my wolf wants something else. Without thinking I end up against his chest anyway. "No… don't… I don't want this" I stumble.
"Yes you do"
With his hands around my waist he forces me closer to his chest. I put both my hands against him, but instead of pushing him away as I should, I'm being distracted by his warm skin and muscles. I close my eyes for just a second to enjoy the feeling of his body against mine. It's all so new… Is this what I've been afraid off all those years? Physical contact? It's really not that scary at all. But was I scared or did I just not care for contact with the male population on this earth? I don't know and I'm definitely not figuring it out by doing this because I can't think straight right now.
My hands bring themselves up, I have no choice in this really, I slide them around his neck as his lips brush mine once more. I can't stand this teasing. He squeezes my waist as he, fucking finally, attacks my mouth hungrily with his. I should fight him really, like I did last time when I was kidnapped. But his forceful lips are making me limp, I can't fight this because I want it too badly. He tastes fucking wonderful. I want more of these lips, of this tongue. All I can do is kiss him back and gasp for air whenever I get the chance. I welcome his tongue with my own as I desperately suck on his lips. "Why…" I gasp "Why do you… have this effect on me… for fuck sake" I pant heavily.
"You know why" he answers smoothly as he slowly moves us back into the pillows of the couch. My mind's blurry as I enjoy the soft feel of the cushions beneath me and him on top of me. It feels so right, feeling his weight pressing on top of me. Without thinking I let my hand glide down his body and onto his back. Pressing him closer to me. He bites my lip and I can't help but moan in pleasure. God, did I really miss out on this all these years? Or does only he have this effect on me? I mean… I have been kissed before bit it sure as wasn't anything like this. Not even remotely close.
He pulls my hair, it's slightly painful but also a fucking turn on, my head tilts back and his tongue glides down my neck. Softly biting my skin as he growls. Jesus Christ his tongue and teeth in my neck are absolutely tantalizing. Making me experience some dark and promising feelings somewhere around my lower stomach…
"We're ferals baby. Hot blooded mammals made to do what we do best. Fuck" he whispers as he presses his hard-on against my abdomen.
His blunt words snap me right back to reality! Thank you most charming knight! I take a deep breath and look him in the eyes.
"I can make my own choice based on my free will" I tell him as I push him off me, this time with more force and a strong will as my motive. I sit up straight and look into his dark, hungry eyes. "THIS, was a mistake. I'm going to bed" I snap as I storm off towards the door.
He quickly comes up to me and blocks my way as he grabs my wrist and growls in anger "This was no fucking mistake! You fucking wanted it. And I'll proof it to you: gimme a kiss goodnight kitten"
I violently push him off me "You should be so lucky" I scoff as I quickly walk away from him on my way to my nice and comfy bed.
"Don't forget you have feral training tomorrow kitten" he calls after me "Just you and me baby"
"Great" I mumble inaudible, annoyed by the fact that I have to spend more time with him tomorrow night.
Mistake my ass you little bitch... You fucking want it as badly as I do. I could smell it, taste it. She wanted me to take her there and then!
Well at least... until I screwed it up by saying all the wrong shit. Way to go Saber, you dumbass. Fucking women... Why doesn't she just give into her primal needs, why make me wait for the inevitable?! I can't just kidnap her again... fucking hell I don't wanna hurt her! She's already been through a world of pain. I aint gonna hurt my mate... But FUCK! I DON'T FUCKING KNOW HOW TO BE PATIENT! I FUCKING WANT HER NOW. She's mine...
AN: I know you are all waiting for hot, sweaty, (violent?) sex with Victor. You must all be patient :-P