Part Three Comment and all that Jazz.

-Blaine POV

It was raining when Blaine woke up. The ping of the each drop hitting Jacob's roof was soothing and for a moment, Blaine wanted to go back to sleep to this hypnotic rhythm. Another rhythm, however, was causing memories to well up. Jacob was breathing softly on Blaine's neck and now the he was awake he wondered how he had stayed asleep. Beyond breathing, Jacob's entire frame was wrapped around Blaine and the heat was almost unbearable. To further the lack of comfort was Jacob's naked erection pushing into his thigh. It had been a surprise on the first night to find out that Jacob slept naked by waking up to his boxer clad ass being bumped by Jacob's cock. By now Blaine was used to the nudity, if only he could get used to how angry and perpetually fuck-ready Jacob's inner wolf was.

-Flashback Blaine's POV

It had been a wonderful week. He had gotten to know Jacob, and even though it was fast, had started to fall in love. The man was sweet, caring, loving, and most of all patient. It was true that he was horny, every night his hands would slip below Blaine's boxers, but as soon as the latter said no Jacob would immediately cease and desist his efforts. Blaine knew that his boyfriend wanted more, but he just could not give it. He apologized every time, and every time Jacob would shush him with kisses, saying that his wolf was just a little riled up and that he could keep it under control. Yea. Love, my name is Blaine, nice to meet you.

The only damper on this whole thing was Jacob's possessiveness. Whenever anyone came over, especially a man Jacob would become very touchy. Making sure that all who were present could see that Blaine was Jacob's boyfriend. Whenever Blaine wanted to go somewhere, Jacob insisted on being the accompaniment. Blaine couldn't exactly say no as he had been left with nothing when he was kicked out. Jacob bought everything for him. Never once did he complain though, Jacob loved him and would buy Blaine the moon if it would make him smile even for a moment.

Today was the first day the Blaine had been on his own since he met Jacob. Jacob himself had to go patrol. ("It's just pack duty babe, I'll be back tonight to make you dinner.") Using the cell phone Jacob had loaned him, Blaine called Sam to see if he was up for a round of Modern Warfare. Sam agreed wholeheartedly and was over within minutes. It wasn't anything sexual or indeed anything that could resemble romantic. Men played video games with their friends, it's what they did. When Jacob came home that night though, he was livid.

"Sam, I warned you to stay the fuck away from him!" Sam blanched. "Dude, you need to calm down." Jacob stormed over and stood between Sam and Blaine, keeping his mate away from the other male. "Calm down? When you're here trying to move in on my man? No, you need to get the fuck out of my house. That's an order." Blaine had never seen Jacob use his alpha voice before, and it was terrifying. The double timbre and especially the way that Sam just walked out without another word. Jacob turned around and grabbed Blaine by the shoulders. Now he was really scared, Jacob had lost his temper before, but never laid hands on Blaine. When he saw his boyfriend's black eyes though he knew. The wolf had taken over.

"You are never to be alone with another man. Is that clear?" Jacob asked shaking him. Blaine was whimpering in pain, but Jacob's wolf apparently didn't care. "I asked you a fucking question! If I wanted to hear whimpering I'd make you whimper. All of the men in this tribe are off limits, do you understand?" Blaine simply nodded, he could not understand why Jacob was losing his mind like this."I haven't claimed you, I haven't marked you, you didn't reciprocate the imprint, for all I know you were fucking Sam." Okay that was a stretch. And it pissed Blaine off. "How dare you Jacob Black? I have been extremely understanding considering the circumstances. Even in my house, a person falling in love instantaneously was unheard of. I was kicked out, taken in by Sam, and had you fall in love with me all in a manner of days. To top it off I'm not one of your pack. You can't just give me orders and expect my compliance, I can do what I want." Blaine had been expecting a soft spoken apology, maybe a talk about compromises. He had not expected Jacob to throw him into the wall and growl. "Blaine, I love you more than life itself, I will not allow you to talk to other guys who could fuck you. I will not allow you to leave me. And you may not be a member of the pack, but you are my mate and you will do what I say."

From that day it had been bumpy. Jacob had apologized for losing his temper, but he had meant what he said. Jacob was fiercely protective, never allowing Blaine to be closer than he had to be to other men. Any complaint from other people or Blaine himself about their relationship was met with anger and sometimes violence. Billy had explained that Jacob's wolf and his hormones were just trying to adjust to the situation. To top it off, wolves usually imprinted on other wolves, who healed, where Blaine himself did not. Bruises started to crop up on his body. The good news was that unlike at home, Blaine didn't have to wear out of place clothes or lame excuses like 'I fell on a doorknob.' Everyone in La Push knew what was going on, but none of them had the power to do anything about it. If they would've done anything in the first place. They had all imprinted themselves and had already gone through the difficulties that it entailed.

End Flashback

-Blaine's POV

Blaine tried to slip out of bed, to go to the bathroom. Jacob's hand tightened on his bicep making him wince. "Where are you going babe?" He growled sleepily. "Just to the bathroom, babe, I'll be right back." "Hurry back, I'm tired." The first time he had received that response, he had simply asked why Jacob didn't just go back to sleep. As it turned out, Jacob had trouble falling or staying asleep with Blaine in his arms. It was sweet...and a little overbearing. Jacob slept for about three hours longer than Blaine. Wiccans didn't have to sleep as long as wolves, and for the most part he had just stayed at Jacob's side, but he wanted to try to sneak out to see if he could get even a few hours on his own.

Blaine did not understand how Jacob could feel and act the way he did. He understood the imprinting, but as he had yet to imprint on Jacob, it was confusing to say the least. When humans and Wiccans fell in love it was years before they felt this attached, if ever. And, he reminded himself as he looked at his bruise laced body, only abusers hurt the people they loved. He tried to get over this fact though. Jacob did love him and always would. These marks were not Jacob's fault, it was the wolf displaying it's dominance. It was this dominance, that Blaine was trying to tame, if only a little. He wasn't a sex toy or a bitch, what did Jacob expect? That after only two weeks Blaine was just going to roll over and show his belly? Submit and allow himself to be property? Human pride prevented this, but his other human feelings wanted to love Jacob and give him everything he needed.

When he got back to the bedroom Jacob smiled lovingly at Blaine, "I missed you." He said softly and Blaine just nodded. He was gone all of five minutes. When he slid back into bed, Jacob scooted over and started planting little kisses on Blaine's neck and shoulder. Groaning when he smelled his lover's sweat. "Goddamn babe, how did I sleep with your sexy ass next to me?" Jacob's hands slithered over Blaine's body, reaching beneath his boxers and fondling his butt. Blaine tried to squirm, but Jacob used his free arm to hold him still. "Jake, stop please, not now." Blaine whispered softly. Jacob growled in frustration. "When then? You keep saying you're not ready and it's on my last nerve." Blaine was scared again. The wolf was rearing it's head. "Jake, you said you loved me. If you did, you wouldn't be-" "I'm sick of that shit too, you sound like a goddamn after-school PSA. This is how wolves work, especially Alphas. I imprinted on you. You are mine. If I don't mate on you then how do I know that you're not fucking around on me? If you'd stop being a prude and just give yourself to me then it would take the edge off, but no, you have to play the shy little brat card. I haven't even marked you."

Blaine let the tears that Jacob's words had caused fall silently. He knew it wasn't his boyfriend's fault, Jacob was being as patient as an animal could be but Blaine was not about to give his virginity away to someone who he had met two weeks ago. The marking though? Being branded wasn't exactly his idea of super fun time, but if it made Jacob happy, he could do it. Jacob's hand on his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts. "My Blaine, I'm sorry. He repeated these words over and over, kissing the nook of Blaine's neck. "I lost lose my temper sometimes you know? The wolf, it's hard to tell it to stay away. Don't-You can't leave, please." Jacob was crying now, and Blaine felt even more sure that what he was about to say was the right thing. "Shh Jacob, it's okay, I'm not mad. I promise I won't leave either. I've been thinking, and I have a question." Jacob nodded, a few tears still escaping his eyes. "Anything my Blaine, anything." "What does 'marking' entail exactly?" Jacob raised an eyebrow but explained in a soft voice. "Basically, when the time comes, I'll release a certain chemical from my salivary glands. Then I'll bite your neck, the chemical means that your neck will always smell like me. You've noticed how I like to kiss your neck?" Blaine nodded, and Jacob's smile grew as he finished explaining. "Well, it's a thing that all wolves do, and if they smell me they will back off. Vampires will also notice it, and even humans will be able to sense that something is off." Blaine wasn't too sure he wanted that. To him it sounded like Jacob writing his name on his neck. The way he had smiled though, was enough to make Blaine's heart ache. He knew it would make Jacob not only happy, but maybe make his wolf back off a bit.

-Jacob's POV

Jacob was giddy inside, Blaine had asked about marking. Maybe he was ready to let him do it. That would make Jacob's day, maybe not as much as claiming him, but it was a start. "We're going to need to talk about some rules though Jake." Blaine's voice was steady and firm, and Jacob could tell, either he would have to agree with them, or his teeth would stay away from him. He nodded his consent to listening to the agreement.

"First, I am not your puppy, if I let you mark me it does not mean that you own me. I need my freedom, and I know that you love me, but along with the mark, you have my word that I won't leave you. Number two, I need interaction. I need to have friends, and when it comes to the other members of the pack...Seriously. What the fuck? They've imprinted too, they wouldn't cheat anymore than you would. Number three...actually there isn't a number three, but you need to agree to the first two." Jacob was pissed, who was Blaine to demand these things? If he needed to he would just force the mark on Blaine. His wolf reared it head...hell, it reared it's whole body.

Before he could think or stop himself, Jacob grabbed Blaine's hair and pulled him closer. "Listen to me you cocky little shit," He hissed into his boyfriend's ear. "Here's a few conditions of my own. Number one, if I want to claim you and mark you I will. You do not come to me and make demands. When I do mark you, it will be as my property. As it stands now, you will not go around anyone I tell you not to. Do you understand...puppy?" Jacob added the last part to further push his point. Blaine whimpered as he nodded. Jacob grinned and continued. "Good, now as to interaction, I am all the interaction you will ever need. I imprinted on you, that means that you were made for me. In all the universe two people could not have been more meant for each other then we are. So why the hell-"

He paused, his anger quickly abating when he saw Blaine's face. Tears were rushing down those beautiful cheeks. He had done what he kept promising himself he wouldn't do. Not only had he yelled at Blaine, he had hurt him. And was that enough? Of course not, king of shitty boyfriends Jacob Black had threatened Blaine too. It was the trifecta of loneliness. Blaine would leave him now, and he wouldn't survive. His own breathe hitched as he tried to apologize. "Baby, oh gods baby. I never- I didn't- I'm sorr-" "Save it." Blaine snapped and stood up, grabbing a shirt. "Where-where are you going? Babe, please don't leave me, please." Jacob said sitting up, he sobbed harder when Blaine flinched. "I'm going out for a bit. And don't you dare fucking tell me that I can't. I'll be back later, but at my own choosing, I swear Jacob, if you follow me and try to force me to come back...I will leave you. Forever." He whispered the last word and left Jacob to wallow in his tears.