A/N: And . . . this would be the other chapter the story is rated M for. Like I say, it's not too bad. But if you do have extremely sensitive sensibilities, I would skip to the last two paragraphs.

That night was . . . wonderful. I woke up in the morning only a little sore from using muscles I never had before. My wonderful personal heater wasn't next to me, but I could hear him in the kitchen. For a moment, I lay there with a calm mind, and wondered if I should be panicking. Deciding negatively, I went searching for the spot of blood on the sheets I was told would prove that Jake had taken my virginity. I blushed at the thought. I'd probably been bad at it. Finding the spot, I frowned. The sheets would have to soak for a while to get it out, now that it had dried in.

Finally sitting up, I looked around. I had no idea how post-sex etiquette worked. Seeing that, among the clothes on the floor, Jacob's boxers were missing, I stood to get an over-sized t-shirt from my closet. I stopped moving as I felt a trickle of liquid down my leg. I was frozen in horror until I remembered that we hadn't used a condom. Which was okay, as my doctor had proscribed the pill for menstrual difficulties. I just had to hope I wasn't in the point one percent that got pregnant. My mother was. I ran to the bathroom, taking the shirt with me. I cleaned myself up, feeling a little better with the semen off of my leg. In the mirror, I noticed the bite marks on my nipples and blushed again. I slipped the shirt over my head and went to find Jacob in the kitchen.

He was just starting to crack eggs. "You know, I don't like eggs much. How about French toast." Actually, I was really hungry. "Or meat and cheese stuffed French toast. Wait, wait. You've only cracked one. We'll use it to baste sausage rolls."

Jake smiled at me in a way that almost made me melt into a puddle on the floor. I went and pulled sausage and crescent roll dough out of the freezer, turning the oven on as I walked past it to where Jake was working. I set them down and kissed Jacob briefly before bending over to get a baking sheet. I felt Jake pinch my bottom while it was in the air, and I gasped softly.

I pulled myself upright quickly, setting the baking sheet down and throwing my arms around Jake's neck. I lifted myself up and wrapped my legs around his waist again. I could feel him reacting, so I moved my hips as little as possible. I kissed Jake on the mouth heatedly before leaning forward and whispering in his ear, "You know, sex did not help get rid of the horny." I gave a playful tug on his earlobe. "But I suggest we finish breakfast before going for another round." Jake nibbled on a sensitive part of my neck, and I arched against him. But, before we could both get too excited to wait, he stopped.

"Okay." He whispered in my ear. I murmured happily and lowered myself back to the floor. It didn't take much more than an hour to fix and back the sausage rolls, and they were good. We sat on the couch to eat, and I sat with my legs folded under me. I was halfway through my third roll when Jacob laughed and brought his mouth down on mine. When we parted, he told me, "You know, you purr kind of like a cat."

I giggled, and turned, straddling him. "It seems cats and dogs can get along." I purred, just for the reaction I knew I would get. Jake's mouth captured mine, and his hands crept up my thighs to a happy place, making me moan in pleasure. Before I realized it, we were both in the throws of pleasure again, breakfast forgotten.

We ended in a sweaty mass, me still on top of him. Jake was getting soft, and it felt funny, in a good way, because he was still inside of me. We just lied there for a bit, exhausted. When our stomachs rumbled in unison, I laughed. "I guess we should get back to breakfast."

When Jacob extracted himself, it was his turn to realize we hadn't been using protection. I sighed, calming him with a hand. I told him that I do, in fact, take contraceptive pills, and that we should be all right. We hungrily finished our now cold breakfast, and I decided that I was in great need of a shower. I told Jacob as much, adding that he should join me when he was done with the dishes.

I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I sighed, "I'm sore in places I didn't think I could be." I told myself in the mirror.

The Ally in the mirror replied, "And did you see the bite marks? I didn't expect those . . ."

Jacob peeked his head in to see me stretching. "Who are you talking to?"

I smiled. "Myself. I've talked to myself in the mirror since I was a wee little girl. Recently, it's started talking back. I think that mirrors show us an alternate universe almost identical to ours. Or mirrors could be inherently magical objects. I don't know which."

The mirror me matched every word, ending with an extra, "Hey handsome," and a wave. Jacob looked a little shocked. I gave him a little peck on the cheek before saying coyly, "So, how about that shower?"

I expected our little tryst in the shower. Hell, it was half of the point in taking the shower, the other half being to get the sweat and sex juices off of us. When we got out, I saw Jake hesitate in front of the mirror, peering at himself before going out of the bathroom to collect all his clothes and get dressed. I'd put my hair up in a bun for the shower, so I only dried off quickly before heading to my room to get dressed myself. I shivered a little before putting on my nice jeans a black blouse that had always been my favorite.

Jacob held me so that I could soak up his extra warmth. I glanced at the clock by my bed. It was already ten. It would probably be good to hurry, so that Jake could make it to his first class. I pulled the hair-tie out of my hair, and went searching for my hairbrush. I had just pulled it trough my hair twice when there was a knock on the front door. I went to answer it, Jake coming up behind my right shoulder.

It was Claire. She looked between the two of us and took note of the drops of water glistening in Jake's hair. She opened her mouth and said the last thing I expected. "YOU FINISHED THE MATING RITUAL?"