The next day begins with an awkward breakfast with his new spouse for Scott, neither really sure how they will deal with the decision to see each other while still being happy that they made the decision.
After the two part ways to go to their respective work Scott heads to the animal clinic and Peyton home to get changed for her job in the d.a.'s office.
The day turned very interesting for Scott however, when he meets Liv and Ravi at the ruins.
"Hey guys. How was your day?" Scott greets them chipperly.
"You... something happened." Ravi says knowingly.
"He and Peyton got together." Liv informs her boss.
"And you didn't tell me about it the whole day?" Ravi shouts perplexed, fetching a long stick- contraption and his backpack out of the trunk of his car.
"I didn't know you'd be interested." Liv says.
"Well, I'm happy for you two. Jealous, but happy." Ravi tells them.
"So, what exactly are we hoping for here?" Scott asks when the three reach the covered pipe and start pushing off the plywood on top of it.
"At best? A cognitive intact young, confused zombie." Ravi says, shining a flashlight down into the tank with Liv doing the same.
"There. She's coming." Liv says, pointing at the zombie form of her former friend.
"And... she's not changed. But well you know we only fed her the once, maybe if we keep coming here..." Ravi suggests, but Liv cuts him off.
"We have to kill her."
"No, no, no. We can use her." Ravi says disagreeing.
"She was my friend. We shouldn't use her like a test subject." Liv protests.
"Fine. It's your condition we're trying to fix, so I guess it's your call." Ravi grumbles.
"But at least let me get some samples, I spend half the night designing this." Ravi says, presenting the stick with a syringe attached to it like it was his greatest achievement.
"You see I just have to... woahhh!" Ravi explains before shouting as he falls down into the tank, due to the zombie woman tugging on the stick.
"Ouch." He groans hitting the floor hard.
"Oh, Liv. Help? Liv! Help me, please." Ravi then starts yelling while backing up frantically from the now approaching Zombie.
But once she's within arm's length Scott drops down and lops off her head with his sharp claws. Standing over the now dead Zombie body in all his werewolf glory, leaving Ravi staring at him in awe and silence.
"I don't believe it! You... you're a werewolf. Like in the movies." Ravi shouts excited.
"Cat's out of the bag." Scott says to himself, losing his transformation and helps up Ravi.
Hearing clattering noises the two boys look over to where Liv is now kneeling in front of her friend's zombie head.
"I'm freeing you from this burden." Liv says, more to herself than the zombie head and she smashes the head in with a rock.
"You did the right thing. You know morally wise. Scientifically speaking it was a dumb decision Liv." Ravi tells her supportively, the two men walking over to her.
"How do ... how do we get out?" Ravi then asks, looking up at the for him unreachable opening above them.
Scott jumps up and grabs onto the rim of the lower part of the tube and swings his lower body into the opening, walking up the pipe while pressing against the top and bottom until he's outside.
"Toss up the stick." Scott tells them and Liv almost hits him in the face with it due to underestimating her strength.
"Alright, grab onto it and I'll pull you up." Scott says, lowering the stick, minus syringe down and Liv grabs it, being lifted out of the hole with ease, Ravi following suit.
"Now what? Should we leave her here? She could raise questions if she's ever found." Liv asks.
"We should burn it. But we'll have to do that another time. We don't have the equipment." Ravi says.
"Alright. My deed is done." Scott says, washing his hands in the sea next to the ruins.
"I can't believe it a frickin real life werewolf." Ravi suddenly shouts happily.
"Be quiet. Or so you think I didn't tell you for the fun of it?" Scott tells the englishman.
"It's like blowing my mind." Ravi says.
"You don't say." Scott murmurs.
"I need to run some more tests." Ravi exclaims, his eyes lighting up excited.
"Not now. I have something to do." Scott tells him, the three heading to their vehicles.
"But it's amazing that you're immune. I can't believe it." Ravi says.
"I do have supernatural healing. Maybe that's the cure." Scott tells them, shrugging.
"Can just anyone become a werewolf?" Ravi asks.
"No. And don't try to." Scott warns him, staring at Ravi with red eyes, before putting on his helmet and getting on his bike.
"Sorry about your friend Liv." Scott tells the zombie girl before taking off.
"And you knew. Ahh now the werewolf movies make sense." Ravi says.
"It was for research purposes." Liv says.
"Yeah, I see that now." Ravi replies and the two get in their car, on their way to the morgue when they are called in for a body.
Over the next week and a half Scott and Peyton stayed over at each other's places, watching movies a couple of times and made out sometimes.
Tonight they had a date at a restaurant which went very well, the two slowly getting to know each other very well and find that they are very similar, both barely having any friends. They are both doing their jobs to help people, or well animals. They both have a strong sense of good and bad and they both love steak as it turns out.
After dinner the two enter Scott's apartment and he helps her out of her coat, hanging it on the rack.
"Should we have some more wine?" Peyton asks, taking off her high heeled shoes and walking to the kitchen.
"Help yourself, but I'm good." He says.
"Really? I get not drinking because you were driving. But why not now? The night's still young." Peyton says, pouring herself a glass.
"It's just not a god night for me." He says.
"What you didn't enjoy our date? I thought it went exceptionally well." She asks shocked.
"No,no. I meant it's not a good night for me to drink." Scott tells her, walking up behind her and warps his arms around her fit stomach, leaning over her shoulder.
"I very much enjoyed myself tonight." He whispers in her ear, nibbling on it, before she turns around and kisses him passionately, her hands roaming over through his hair.
"You want to know something I've never told anyone?" He asks, looking her in the eyes while they stay in their embrace.
"Yes." She answers.
"I love your scent. I could pick you out of thousands of people just by your scent." He tells her and kisses her neck.
"You could huh? What do I smell like?" She asks, smiling and one hand travels down his arm, interweaving their fingers once she reaches his hand.
"Like vanilla and honey." He tells her, almost purring while he's smelling on her hair.
"That good huh?" She asks smirking and leads him to the bedroom, pushing him onto the bed in a sitting position.
"Peyton. I..." Scott tries to say something, but she puts her finger over his lips, giving him a sultry smile and slides the straps off her dress off her shoulders teasingly slow before shimmying out of it, standing in front of him in sexy, black underwear.
She straddles his lap, her sizeable breasts hovering in front of his face before she leans back and removes her finger, looking at him hungry for intimicy.
"Peyton. I can't. Not now." Scott says gulping audibly.
"Are you joking?" She asks confused, but he lifts her off of him and sits her down gently.
"I guess not." She says hurt.
"Peyton. It's not what you think... I want to. Right now is just not a good time." Scott tells her.
"Yeah, of course. Well I have to admit it's the first time I heard that before a guy used me for sex." Peyton says annoyed and picks up her dress and walks out of the bedroom.
"Peyton, wait please. It's not what you think." Scott tells her.
"Really? I think you get off on showing me up and making a fool out of me. Has this been your goal the whole time? Make me really like you and then stonewall me?" She asks him accusingly.
"Of course not. Can you please calm down and listen?" Scott asks, while she's putting on her shoes.
"Sorry. Not tonight." She shoots back and leaves, hailing a cab home.
The whole next day Scott is in a foul mood, snapping at Deaton a lot throughput the day while reducing social contacts to the bare minimum.
In the meantime Peyton herself is pissed and thinks about confronting the werewolf a bunch of times to let him feel her anger, but decides against it for some reason.
The next day however, after he didn't contact her throughout the whole last day the first thing she does in the morning is drive over to his apartment and is about to start pounding on the door when he opens it for her, looking like he'd seen better days.
"What the hell you ass." Peyton yells angrily, entering the apartment and closing the door behind her.
"Can you please sit down so I can explain?" He asks sorrowfully, his brown eyes searching her own.
"Fine. I am curious to see what's your excuse." She says, grumpily sitting down on his couch.
"The thing about the other night is. The next day was full moon." Scott tells her.
She only looks at him in disbelieve and looks like she's about to storm off.
"Look Peyton. We haven't been together long. And I didn't want to waste my chance when you suggested the date. But I should have told you beforehand I guess. I didn't want to risk anything and well, get sexual before the full moon." He tells her.
"Why? Is that some weird ritual for you?" She asks confused.
"No. But even though I have good enough control not to have to chain me up on a full moon. It still takes a lot out of me and if I would've been distracted by sex, I just didn't want to risk hurting you if I couldn't keep my cool." Scott tells her, sitting down next to her.
"Are you playing a joke on me or are you serious?" Peyton asks with a raised eyebrow while hoping for the latter.
"I'm serious. I know I should've told you beforehand." Scott says heavy heartedly.
"Are you still affected by the moon?" She asks.
"No. Once the full moon was at it's peak I'm fine." Scott answers.
The next thing he knows, Peyton pushes him down, her lips crashing into his.
"Then prove it. Prove you like me and aren't playing a trick on me." Peyton tells him full of hope and he smiles, getting off the couch, before lifting her up in his arms and carries her into the bedroom, closing the door with his foot.
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He lies her down on his bed and crawls over her, kissing her before trailing kisses down her throat. When he reaches her collarbone he leans up, pulling off his shirt and tossing it aside, Peyton licking her lips subconsciously at seeing his strong physique.
"I'm sorry we had this misunderstanding." Scott mumbles, planting small kisses over her arm while he unbuttons her shirt and pulls her up by her waist, pushing her shirt and jacket off her arms with her help and throws them off the bed as well.
"You're gorgeous." He tells her, kissing her full of love and passion, before moving off his bed and quickly takes off the remainder of his clothes, Peyton only watching, her arousal climbing steadily, especially at seeing his member stiff and ready for action, which is almost enough for her to believe his claim, but she let's him continue to take whatever he's intending to do as an apology.
"I was really worried my special situation ruined my life again. Thank you for giving me a chance to make it up to you." He says, before kissing her once more, pulling her sideways on the bed and starts undoing her belt and unbuttoning her pants, once this is done he tugs them off her legs, pulling off her shoes at the same time, leaving her in the same state he disappointed her in before.
He looks at her, seeing excitement and hope in her eyes.
Kneeling down he pulls away her panties and is quick to eat her out while his hands wrap around her legs, caressing her thighs.
Hearing her moan erotically and feeling her hands in his hair is more than enough encouragement for him to know that she's as desperate for this as he is. Her scent enters his nose even more strongly as he's eating her out and his already hard cock starts twitching.
"Scott." She says, pulling his head away from her crotch.
"I'm sorry I didn't stay and listen before. I just never had much luck with men and you're the one guy I want things to work out with more than anyone before." Peyton tells him, rubbing his cheek.
"Can we forget we had this misunderstanding?" She asks, licking her lips excitedly.
"What misunderstanding?" he says while nodding and kisses her longingly, her arms wrapping around his back as he joins her on the bed, Peyton clearly feeling his arousal poking against her legs.
Scott reaches into a drawer and opens a box with condoms, slipping one on while doing the best he can, not to break their passion fueled lip lock.
"You're the most amazing woman I've ever met." He tells her, running his hand up her side, to her back and he unclasps her bra, before she pulls it off herself and flings it half across the room.
Scott positions himself at her entrance and she nods while biting her lips sexily and looking at him with lustful eyes.
He pushes into her pussy slowly while leaning down and sucking on her throat.
"Oh, yesss." She sighs enjoyably, her toes twitching while her legs spread as far as possible to let his cock reach as far as possible.
"Peyton." He huffs, looking at her while moving out of her and going back in, keeping up a slow rhythm to start them off.
"God this is great." Peyton mewls in his ear, pulling his head down to her and starts kissing him hungrily, their tongues dancing together in their mouths.
"Can I go faster?" He mumbles in the kiss and she humms a positive reply, one hand playing with his hair and the other stroking his ribs and back.
Scott starts fucking her faster and lets one hand drift up from her bellybutton up to her chest, fondling one of her enticing breasts.
Looking down at her he sees Peyton leaning back into his mattress and pillow as much as possible with her honey-colored hair framing her head and her eyes closed.
His eyes light up red in excitement, before he closes them, shakes his head and calms down. His brown eyes flutter open when he feels her warm, soft hand on his chest with her looking up at him through half lidded eyes.
"Ahhh. Are you OK?" She asks after a sexy groan.
"More than that. I'm in heaven." He replies smiling and she smiles back, welcoming him in her arms as he leans down and captures her lips in a kiss.
"God you are perfect." He grunts, staring down at her, one arm beside her, the other drawing circles on her belly, before sliding down further and pleasures her clit, giving her a sudden orgasm with her nails raking over his back and her chest arching against him.
Scott's thrusts slow down until he feels her relax again with her breathing evening out.
"God, that was good." She tells him.
"Are you OK with continuing?" He asks, kissing her collar.
"More than that." She quotes him with a teasing smile and pulls his head up for a desire filled kiss while Scott starts to speed up his thrusts again, leaning on his elbows while rubbing both breasts.
He soon after focuses on her hard nipples, tweaking and rubbing them between his fingers.
"Scott, don't stop." She mewls, throwing her head back and he licks down to one of her boobs, replacing his fingers and nibbles and licks around her nipple while his now free hand slides down, grabbing her smooth leg and runs his hand along it teasingly slow.
"I'm close Peyton." He groans, feeling his climax approaching.
She only smiles and wraps her arms around him tightly while sucking on his ear, Scott grabbing the sheets next to her with one hand while the other squeezes her leg, being careful to hold back his strength against her mesmerizing skin.
With a long groan Scott cums, filling up the condom and pulls out of her, quickly discarding the item and he moves down her body, going back to eating her out, making her previously closed eyes shoot open in delighted surprise as she feels his tongue dart in and out of her while one hand is busy groping her thighs and the other is playing with her clit, making her huff and squeal in ecstasy as he makes her climax again, her lower body rising and her muscles tightening while he starts rubbing her legs gently, waiting for her climax to die down before moving up the bed and lying down next to her, the two looking over at each other while breathing intensely.
"Nice job." She says, shooting him a sexy smile.
"Do you want to continue or should we take a break?" Scott asks, kissing over her hand.
"You can go on?" She asks licking her lips.
"Sure." Scott replies, grinning and pulls her atop of him, his hard-on pushing up against her while she's straddling his lap, slowly grinding herself against him.
"God you're hot." He says, his hands moving from her hips up to the side of her breasts, pulling her down towards him by her shoulders and kisses her passionately.
"You're pretty handsome yourself." She replies, scratching his cheek gently.
"Now, let's continue." She tells him, putting a condom on him and lowers herself down on his stiff cock.
"Mhh." She sighs happily, supporting herself on his chest while starting to bounce up and down on him.
"God." He groans, his hands roaming over her ass and legs.
"Let's see if I can make those eyes of yours glow again." She says smiling knowingly.
"You saw?" He asks, stifling a moan.
"Oh, yes I saw." She says, gyrating her hips while leaning forward over him, Scott's eyes locked on hers.
"Are you mad?" He asks worriedly, sitting up against the headboard, pulling her with him, his hands joining hers besides her.
"No. I'm actually, surprisingly OK with it." She tells him, rubbing the back of his hands.
"So, with that in mind, let's see if I can make them shine again." She tells him, patting his cheek and starts to bounce on him again with Scott pulling her close and kissing her hungrily, his hands caressing her between her shoulder blades and above her ass while they continue to hold their lip lock, Peyton biting his lower lip during it.
"This is great." Peyton groans sultrily, her hands resting on his chest to help her balance herself.
"Yeah." He grunts in agreement, leaning forward and planting butterfly kisses on her breasts, moving closer to her nipples with them.
"No, no, no. I can't see those eyes of yours like that." She tells him, pushing him back against the headboard and slides his hands down her sweaty, arousing body to her hips while she's still riding his cock.
"Come on babe. Just give in, I know you want to." Peyton tells him, licking over his cheeks to his ears and bites the earlobes seductively.
"God Peyton." He moans, his fingers gripping her ass firmly and moves the two of them on their sides, Peyton now lying with him in between her legs, one leg raised in the air curtesy of Scott, who caresses her neck while kissing her passionately.
"There it is." She laughs happily, his eyes staring at her intensely with their red glow.
"You are so sexy." He growls, pulling her close against him while starting to move his pelvis against hers.
"You feel amazing inside me." Peyton pants back, squeezing his arms as he starts to fuck her again, increasing the speed ever so slowly.
"You are the best thing I have in my life." Scott tells her, biting at her neck carefully while he caresses her legs as he's keeping them apart to get access to her pussy.
"Thats sweet and kinda sad." She replies jokingly before throwing her head back and screams out "Oh god. Don't stop. Right there. Right there babe."
Scott grins at this, keeping up his hips movements and lets one of his hands glide up her creamy skin and palm her breast, playing with the nipple as he's doing this.
"Scott." She let's out a high pitched mewl and comes, her inner walls squeezing down on his cock being enough to send him over the edge as well and he stays buried inside her as his cum fills up the condom.