There's like, two more chapters left. Sadness :( Oh well, all good things must come to an end. Geez, that's too cliche. You know what, expect more from me anyway. I'm always open to any requests and stuff if anyone has any ideas or something they wanna see. Who knows, maybe something will turn into another multi chapter story. I'll be working on sequels too of course.
~Tori~
I woke up with Jade still firmly placed in my embrace. She seemed to have known exactly when I woke up because she shifted in my arms so that she was facing me. She smiled lazily and I returned it, still feeling sleepy but well rested regardless. It was weird how I could go from feeling like a complete wreck to feeling like I was invincible. Some of that I knew came from my beautiful mate staring back at me with so much love.
"And she finally wakes up. Mornin' sleeping beauty," Jade greeted playfully, her hand running over my side, bunching up the hem of my shirt so that her cool hand met my warm skin. I closed my eyes and focused on her touch, my smile growing. She draped her arm over my hip, making me groan at the lack of her gentle strokes. She chuckled.
"Later, gorgeous. Let's get something to eat and start the day," she told me. I nodded and untangled myself from her so that we could get up. We took turns freshening up in the bathroom and then got dressed. Once we were ready for the day we headed downstairs. I was happy to see my parents were up and eating breakfast. The smell of my mother's cooking filled the air and made my stomach rumble longingly.
"See, you were hungry," Jade commented with a laugh. I held a hand to my complaining stomach and joined her light laughter.
"I guess I was, but you distracted me," I replied. She shook her head and dodged my attempt to trap her in my arms again.
"Yeah, I totally planned to starve you by distracting you with my good looks," she replied with a roll of her eyes.
"Great looks. No, amazing," I corrected her, earning a laugh from Jade. She took my hand and led me over to the table before I could come up with better words to describe her, and believe me, I had more. I never wanted to pass up an opportunity to shower her with affection. My father sat down with a plate of food, my mother following to place a plate in front of me. They looked better.
"Where's Trina?" I asked them, looking around for her.
"Sleeping," my father replied, not slowing down on his food intake even to answer. I smiled at the ordinary behavior. We wolves loved to eat. Jade raised a brow but didn't comment.
"Well, didn't she get enough sleep yet?" I wondered aloud, digging into my own food and taking a big bite as soon as the words were out.
"You know Trina. Apparently she needs extra sleep to catch up on the long ours of beauty sleep she missed," my mother informed me as she took a seat by my father, setting down her plate of food and passing Jade her usual mug. Jade thanked her and took a gulp before sighing.
"Trina doesn't need beauty sleep," Jade commented evenly. I glanced at her curiously, wondering if she actually had a nice comment for Trina. She didn't, as was obvious by the next words out of her mouth.
"No amount of extra sleep will ever make her beautiful," she said, an amused smirk curling her lips and eyes twinkling with mirth.
"Jade!" I scolded, slapping her arm. It would seem I was waiting for the impossible to happen. Jade would always be Jade. I wouldn't change her for anything though. Which was why I couldn't really properly scold her for any rude comments she happened to say about anyone or anything. She knew that, her current sly expression displaying that she knew it too. I sighed and shook my head, returning to my food with a reluctant smile. Trina walked in at that moment with a frown. She probably heard our little exchange loud and clear.
"Yeah, well you don't sleep at all, so according to beauty sleep regulations you must be hideous," Trina retorted as she stepped off the stairs.
"I don't need it, unlike you," Jade shot back confidently, meaning that in two different ways. It was true. Jade didn't need to sleep because she physically couldn't. Even if she did, she wouldn't need it because she was the most gorgeous person I had ever laid eyes on.
"That's called cheating," Trina spat back, unwilling to back down just yet. When would she learn no one could out snark Jade West? Never, it seemed.
"No, it's called a helpful glitch. I never asked for it but I got it. Tough luck," Jade responded calmly, taking another sip of her drink. She showed no signs of continuing the little argument but Trina wasn't done. She opened her mouth to retort when my mother interrupted her.
"Now, now, girls. You need to try getting along better than this if Jade will be staying for a much longer time than she has already. Come eat before your food gets cold, Trina," she spoke casually, taking a bite of her own food. Trina frowned and moved to do as she was told, but as soon as she had her food and sat down at the table by our parents, away from me and Jade, the information seemed to finally sink in.
"Wait, what? Jade's staying?" she exclaimed, dropping her utensil to hit the plate with a sharp clang of metal on glass. We all flinched and shot her various degrees of irritated frowns.
"When did you tell her?" Jade asked me curiously, an amused smile taking over her face. It was probably there due to Trina's now dumbstruck expression.
"I sensed she was up and I just had to share the news with someone so I told her through pack communication before going to sleep last night," I answered her with a smile.
"That's great. I always wanted a partner in crime," my father admitted playfully, exchanging a smile with Jade.
"David, don't encourage pranking," my mother reprimanded him lightly.
"What's wrong with a little prank? You never approved when we were young and had all the time in the world for that kind of stuff. Trina wasn't quiet enough to pull anything off, and when Tori came along, she was great at it up until you told her how wrong it was. We all know how justified she can get when she's told something is wrong," he explained, giving my mother a pointed look.
"Well it is wrong," she grumbled. I felt the need to stick up for my father then, seeing as I owed it to him backing out on our Pranking Partners Oath. I blushed a little at the thought but hastily began talking and averting my gaze from Jade who was sure to start questioning.
"I really did have fun father, but my loyalties and sense of right and wrong were really strong at that time. I guess I never really thought you wanted to still do those things. I'm sorry. Maybe I can help you teach Jade the ropes?" I offered him, a hopeful smile on my face.
"Oh my goodness," my mother mumbled, a hand held to her face. Trina rolled her eyes and kept eating. My father smiled excitedly, that twinkle in his eyes that I associated with the pictures I had seen of him back when he was young. It was his inner kid.
"I would love that. It'll be a good distraction from work when I get the time," he agreed with a nod. Jade smiled deviously and nudged my side.
"I'm pretty interested in seeing what you can teach me," she said curiously.
"You'll just have to wait to find out. It's my father who'll really teach you the fundamentals," I replied, looking to him.
"I have to warn you, I know a thing or two myself," Jade confessed, looking to my father.
"But not what I know, I assure you," he challenged.
"You're on," Jade replied, knocking back the rest of her drink and then standing to wash her cup. My father grinned proudly and then stood to join Jade at the sink so he could wash his dishes.
"Are you guys seriously talking about something as childish as pranking?" Trina spoke up incredulously.
"Yes," I replied, taking my last bite. Trina was more like our mother, facts and rules coming first in any situation. She wasn't too good at the nurturing aspect of things like my mother was, but I knew she tried.
"Kids," she said with a scoff, exchanging a look with my mother who only shook her head. Conversation fell into a lull only concerning small talk and school. My father reminded Jade to get in touch with her parents and then head home. She nodded to show she heard, but inside, I could feel her reluctance. I felt the same way. I didn't want her to go yet. Or ever. My parents had to leave after that. The Council didn't stop working, even if it had been compromised hours ago. If anything, it picked up in an effort to get things back in order. Trina left with them, determined to record the latest events herself, claiming she was waiting for the perfect moment she could add her own notes to our extensive record catalog.
That left me and Jade alone at home. She was currently laying out on the couch, her arm hanging off the side, her legs over the edge, and staring up at the ceiling. She had been there since my father reminded her that she had to go home. I stayed seated at the table the whole time, but now I felt the need to comfort her rise to a new level that I just couldn't ignore. I stood from my seat and walked over to stand in front of the couch. She turned to look at me, her eyes conveying her conflict. I silently crawled over her and tucked myself between her and the couch. Her hands slid up over my waist to rub soothing circles into my back, making me sigh. I could feel her relax too, noting her gesture towards me helped her too. We fell into silence, both our thoughts wandering into what we would do now.
~Jade~
I let my hands roam over Tori's back and down over her sides once in a while. The motion helped put her at ease as well as give me something to do while I thought about the future. I was practically guaranteed a spot in the Vega household, but the catch was, I had to wait it out another month until I turned eighteen because I was pretty sure my parents wouldn't allow it any other way. I could see why. Because to them, dating Tori would come out of nowhere. They didn't even know we were going out or that I was into girls. Well, scratch that, I'm not into girls. I'm just into Tori and that's how it'll always be. No matter what my relationship with Tori might be like, they'll never understand. That's what really weighed heavily on my mind. Now I knew for sure I would never find that connection with my parents I've always wanted. I belonged in this world. I would have to separate myself further from them. My real life would never match theirs. I sighed quietly, my hands stopping to rest heavily on Tori's back. She shifted slightly, a sign she sensed my unease.
"You alright?" she mumbled, voice low and concerned. I nodded even though I should have shaken my head.
"Are you sure?" she asked next, her tone skeptical. I nodded again.
"You liar," she accused, poking my side. I flinched away from her offending digit and frowned.
"I am not," I retorted, glaring down at her. She sat up and poked at my nose teasingly instead.
"Yes you are," she said in a sing song manner. I scoffed and grabbed her finger tightly in my grip. She yelped when I added just enough of a twist to get her to yank it away from my face.
"You're so mean," she pouted, holding her injured finger.
"Then don't use your fingers to annoy me," I responded, knowing I shouldn't let my frustration out on her, but doing so anyway. Her sad face suddenly transformed into a mischievous one that piqued my interest almost immediately. She sat up so that she was straddling my waist, her hands smoothing up my sides and back down slowly while her eyes raked over me.
"I could use them in a different way," she remarked suggestively. I smirked, my own hands running over her thighs.
"A pleasurable way?" I asked her hopefully. She giggled and leaned down to place a simple kiss on my lips.
"A very pleasurable way," she confirmed, her lips brushing against mine as she spoke. I groaned, my hands sliding higher, but I was deflected from my goal when she suddenly got up. I sat up and shot her an irritated but questioning look.
"You have to catch me first, West. What, you thought it would be that easy?" she taunted, looking at me over her shoulder, eyes smoldering and inviting. I pushed off the couch hastily, only somewhat aware that she successfully got me out of my depressed state I was in not too long ago. I growled playfully and jumped at her, missing by a few inches. She laughed boisterously, leading me on a chase around the living room and kitchen as I tried to catch her. She was pretty swift when she wanted to be, but as always, I liked a good challenge. I finally caught up to her when I jumped the piano to cut some distance between us. I landed nimbly and continued on to tackle her against the back of the couch. She laughed and tried to get free but I had her held firmly and she knew it. She leaned over the couch, trying to catch her breath while I stayed standing behind her so she couldn't get away.
"I got you. Now where's my prize?" I whispered in her ear. My hands snaked out to curl around her body. I pressed myself into her, my hands traveling higher. I earned a moan from her that cut through her heavy panting. I pulled her back against me, my left hand trailing down to hook my thumb in the waistband of her pants. My right hand continued to go up. Her back arched and she gasped, inhaling sharply as her breath hitched.
"How about a quick one? You know, to celebrate?" I panted, my tongue sliding out to trace the shell of her ear before nipping at it. I couldn't get enough of her. She gulped but forced out an answer.
"I'm game," she agreed. I grinned and began unbuttoning her pants. My fingers teasingly slid up over her navel, only dipping back down occasionally. My right stayed working at arousing her further at her chest. Every time I fell lower her hips pushed into my hand in yearning. I pressed my own hips into her, moaning when I felt her ass press into me. Her hands reached back to pull my head closer, my lips automatically trailing kisses across her jaw and down along her neck. Her hands then traveled down to reach around and grab my ass firmly. I bucked into her and let my fangs skim her flesh. My right hand relocated to grip her chin and turn her head. I leaned over her to take her bottom lip in my mouth and suck on it before nipping once. A drop of blood met my tongue as I darted it out and into her mouth. A groan came from both of us at the contact. My left hand finally slipped into her pants and rubbed once over her from the outside of her underwear. She rocked into my hand, a breathy moan falling from her lips and against mine. It made the building heat within me turn up a notch. I pressed into her again, this time with a little more force.
She growled, her arousal heightening. She forced me back so that she could turn around in my arms. She yanked me against her and captured my lips roughly, teeth biting once in a while. A snarl tore from my throat when she slipped a leg between mine. I pressed down onto it just as I did the same to her. My hands took their place under her shirt once more and pushed her bra aside to palm the soft flesh underneath. The sounds she made now were louder, spurring me on. Her hands hastily grabbed behind my head and pulled me in so that my mouth was at her neck again. The Bond seemed to spike sharply between us and I knew what she wanted. We were constantly grinding against each other now, rhythm in sync. I yanked aside the collar of her shirt, bared my fangs, and sunk them into her shoulder just as she bit into me with the same amount of force. I whimpered against her skin when I finally came, unraveling quickly. She hit her release right after me, our bodies tensing from the sensation. A few shudders passed through me, and I felt her tremble, before we leaned against each other for support. She rested both our weight against the couch behind her.
Her teeth unlatched from my flesh, her tongue caressing over the torn skin carefully. She was taking her time. I pulled away too, licking my lips and running my tongue over my fangs, just enjoying the ecstasy brought during the sexual high and tasting my mate's blood. I was only slightly aware of a light to my right but I paid no mind when faced with the eager task of licking Tori clean of blood, which I wasted no time doing. She tilted her head back to help make room for me. I finished just as her body grew rigid under me. I looked up at her but my senses tuned into my surroundings instead of remaining focused on her. I smelled a different presence. Humans if I was correct. A growl broke loose before I had time to see who interrupted us. I was shocked when I saw our friends standing in the doorway, staring at us with pale faces and mouths hanging open. I put some space between Tori and I, but not too much where I couldn't still keep her under my hands. I held her firmly by the waist but gave the new arrivals my attention. Tori cleared her throat awkwardly and lifted a hand from where it rested on my shoulder to wave weakly.
That was when Cat screamed and ran out the door. Andre staggered out of her way and Robbie sunk to the floor in a faint. I exchanged a look with Tori, an unspoken communication that I knew she understood, then I ran after Cat and she tended to Andre. We could talk to Robbie once he woke up. The sun beat down on me the moment I left the safety of the house. I was happy to note that it didn't really bother me. I ran straight for Cat who had tried to get back in Andre's truck but failed because it was locked. She yanked on the handle in three quick tugs before letting out a startled cry at the sight of me and dashed for the sidewalk, heading away as fast as she could. Unfortunately for her, I was far quicker. I caught her around the waist and held on with little force as she struggled and kicked. She screamed for me to let her go and begged me not to hurt her so I clapped a hand over her mouth to silence her. Her fists hit my arms and her elbows jabbed at me but I barely felt it. I was sure she was hurting herself more than me. When she finally grew too tired to fight back I scooped her up and threw her over my shoulder to bring her back inside. I hoped Tori had a better time keeping Andre calm. This was going to be a long but necessary explanation.