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32. A moment, a love.
He's really tempted to phase back when he notices she's close to reaching his location. And even like a four legged mythical creature, his heartbeat increases rapidly. But his mind doesn't pay attention to it. It's become a very well known fact that close proximity with Leah increases his heart rate, simple as that. However his mind does enter a state of war. When the anger he's been nursing over the past week starts boiling within him, but has to face the sudden arousal the caramel skin peeking out of her dress entices.
On one side he wants to phase back to yell at her, instead of barking and growling. But he fears that if he were to phase, his body would forget about the yelling and his most primal urges would find the way to the surface, to get satisfied. He's conflicted and he's trying to regain control of the situation, but Leah is already one step ahead, making his resolve fade.
She huffs, shakes her head, and her hands reach the back of the dress, possibly to unzipper, and he's there. Human, and literally jumping on her bones. He figures, pretty quickly, that this is the best way to let out his anger on her and still deal with his excitement so to speak. It's a win-win for everyone. He doesn't even give her a chance to breath, because his mouth is coverings hers in less than a second, cutting all air supply. And of course Leah, being Leah doesn't melt under her touch. Her fingernails dig directly into his arms, and she's kissing back with the same pent up anger.
There's no butterflies or tingling. There's fire wherever he touches her. And utter, powerful, raw lust when his hands dissapear under the skirt of the dress. Theirs, is not a fairy tale love, their love is real and complicated. They don't know if it will be a love for the ages, they just know its there. Even if they wish there was more, it is what it is. A neverending fight over power and control. Neither will succumb into the other, and the passion that results from it, it's what probably fuels the relationship. It's what makes it all worth it.
They are always arguing and she'll say really mean things and hit him. And he'll complain and try to placate her with kisses but she won't relent. Other times he'll get pissed off and throw a tantrum and storm off. But she'll be just behind him and won't let him walk away. That's just how it is. They fight with each other, they fight for each other.
So as they make love, they fight. They know they won't agree.
He'll leave and she'll stay. And they'll both miss each other and blame each other. They want two different things.
Leah needs him to leave. Jacob wants her to come.
But the reason its the same one.
Because she loves him.
Because he loves her.
But because of that. It's okay.
It will be okay.
a/N: sorry it took so long. will make up for that. i promise. and thanks for the reviews. it still surprises me you dig this fic with chapters so short.
and curious useless info hahaha almost all the names of my chapters are lyric inspired. usually what im listening while i write. this one is: the temper trap's Sweet disposition