-Two weeks later

-Blaine POV

Blaine never knew that life with Jacob could be this nice. He was laying back on the couch in between Jacob's legs. Jacob was on his back too, running his fingers through Blaine's hair and kissing his neck. Every once in awhile he would whisper in Blaine's ear, "You're so perfect my Blaine. You're not just gorgeous or beautiful, you're perfect." Blaine would blush and snuggle closer.

It had been two weeks since Emmett had come with his father to tend on his ribs. They were healing rather well, but the hole in his heart wasn't. Since that day he hadn't seen Emmett. It was killing him, he missed the vampire so much. Thankfully, Jacob had been good. The only hands he had lain on Blaine had been soft and caring. Like now, when the fingers in his hair felt amazing. Amazing and load-bearing on his heart. When moments like this happened he felt like a prude. How many people held out on their boyfriends for this long? There were times recently that he got close. The closest was last week when he had actually spread his legs and let a boxered Jacob in between them before he freaked out.

Jacob no longer got angry at the denial of sex. In many ways this was worse than if he just raped Blaine. At least that way someone was getting pleasure. Add to that it would be over. He knew that Jacob had to be getting blue balls, and he himself felt like shit for keeping him waiting. When he was ready it didn't seem like a good time, and when it was a good time he wasn't ready. The only downside to laying in Jacob's lap was the erection poking into his back. Even through the denim it was like a stone digging into his back. It was worse in thin cloth like boxers or briefs. There were a few times when Jacob lost himself in dry humping and the wet spot in his underwear got irritating, but beyond that it was livable.

Blaine flipped over and snuggled up into Jacob's chest letting the wolf's warmth wash through him. Jacob growled appreciatively and started kissing Blaine's head. "You sure are affectionate today baby. What's come over you?" Blaine pulled himself up and smiled, "Well, I thought you would like it. If you don't I can-" He started to say with a playful tone in his voice. Jacob's face fell and his grip tightened slightly on Blaine's arm. "Please don't. Don't ever stop Blaine. My Blaine. You are free to be as affectionate as you want. I'll never complain."

Blaine leaned forward and kissed Jacob. There was maybe a nanosecond of a pause before Jacob responded in the same manner. Pressing his lips tighter and tighter. Jacob's tongue was pressing against Blaine's lips and Blaine complied by opening his mouth and allowing access. The hands in his hair felt amazing and the tongue in his mouth was sweet tasting. Jacob was getting more insistent with his kissing, and Blaine tried to keep up with the passion. It was hard when your boyfriend was pulling your hair out by your roots.

"Jacob, baby- I need you to slow down a bit." But Jacob was too lost, his kisses becoming deeper. His hands were racing to Blaine shirt, ripping it open. Blaine didn't necessarily want Jacob to stop, just slow down a bit. If this was going to be his first time, it was going to have to happen at a certain speed. Not BAM inside. Was romance dead to wolves?

Blaine tried to push Jacob off for just a moment, at first it was like pushing a rock, Jacob didn't even budge. It seemed like it hardly affecting him except to irritate him though, because he reached up and grabbed a hold of Blaine's arms. It took both to move them above his head but only one to hold them after that. Blaine tried to struggle, but he would've had more luck with steel shackles. Blaine went cold. This could not be happening. It was one thing to make a joke in your mind about rape, and another thing to have your werewolf boyfriend doing it.

Blaine was no longer kissing Jacob back at all. "Jake! Jake, listen you have to stop. NOW!" Jacob pulled back for a moment. Blaine gasped. Jacob's eyes were black again. "I can't stop baby, it feels so good, and I'm so close to claiming you. You've never let me this far before, baby. You are mine Blaine and it's time that we do this. A moment ago you were going along with it, nothing has changed. Just let it happen."

He was growling in Blaine's ear. His breath was hot and weirdly it felt good. Almost everything felt good. The hand were a bit slower now, the growl was sexy. Blaine felt himself hardening too. Jacob growled in appreciation. "That's right baby. You want it too. You know you want to be under me. Moaning my name." That's right he- NO! He did not want this! "Jacob-" He started to tel Jacob to get off of him, but Jacob misunderstood. "Yea, just that. Say my name baby. Call the name of your man. Your alpha. Your mate."

Blaine wanted to protest but Jacob pushed his mouth back against his, crushing out all resistance. Jacob was not responding to reason. He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to be with Jacob right now. This was bad touching, the type of thing Emmett would never do to him. Emmett, if he was here he would be safe. In contrary to that safeness Jacob was pulling down Blaine's pant. The black glint was still in his eyes and he was not stopping.

He decided to give it one last try because if his plan failed, Jacob was going to be pissed and would probably disregard Blaine's safety for the rest of the night. "Jacob...please, I'm begging you. Stop for just a mom-" "Shut up baby. I love you with all my heart, but shut up. You started this and now it's going to happen. Think of how happy we'll both be once this is done." Blaine wanted to give Jacob what he needed, but not like this.

"Emmett! You said if I needed-" He didn't even finish. Before he could blink, Jacob's weight was off of him and there was a crash across the room. Emmett was before him, his face furious.

-Emmett POV

The moment he heard the first syllable of his name Emmett dashed from his hiding spot. He had heard what was transpiring inside and it took all of his self-control not to attack early. He had hoped that Blaine would remember his promise and had been looking for a way to get back at the mutt for daring to tear open Blaine's throat. Luckily he had got his chance. That made extremely happy for a second reason too. It meant that Blaine trusted him.

Without pausing to consider any consequences of what he was doing -Blaine was more important than consequences, Emmett rushed through the door, grabbed the mongrel by his neck and threw him into a wall across the room. He looked down at Blaine who was naked with nothing but horror in his eyes and his heart broke. He tried to make his face calm.

"Are you alright Blaine?" He asked trepidation in his voice. He knew that he needed to get the young man out of there soon, but he didn't want to scare him. Blaine shook his head. "No. I...I asked him to...He wouldn't stop." Emmett nodded, "It's okay now kid, I'm here. He won't lay another finger on you okay?" Blaine was crying now and the sound was heart wrenching. It made Emmett himself want to break down in tears. How could anyone claim to love someone and then almost rape them?

"Blaine, I know you're scared and freaked out right now, but I need to get you to my place, okay?" Blaine looked for a moment like he was going to refuse, he turned his head to the place where Jacob's body lay and opened his mouth. Emmett knew what the kid was going to say and shook his head. "He'll be mad, but he won't be able to hurt you if you're with me. You can talk to him when he calms down if you want, but no one would blame you if you just left him to rot." Blaine still looked unsure so Emmett -though it hurt him to do so- rushed him. "Blaine, if he wakes up and shifts it will be hard for me to protect you. Please let me take you to my place?"

Thankfully Blaine nodded, and Emmett in a flash had the man in his arms. He ran faster then he ever had in his life, Blaine looking up at him in wonder and gratitude. How much more could Emmett fall in love with this guy? Every little thing he did just made him melt more and more. He was a candle and Blaine was a flame. Without him he was cold and hard, but in moments like these...perfection. In less than a minute Emmett reached the doors of his house and took him inside.

Blaine had never been here before and his eyes were filled with awe at the place. Emmett set him down and in less than a second ran upstairs to his room and grabbed the kid some clothes. Of course Bella was faster. She was already there next to Blaine staring at him with a confused look, but still managing to be motherly. "Are you okay kid?" Emmett rolled his eyes. He was so obviously not okay in any sense of the word. "How is she supposed to know what he went through Em?" Of course Edward was never further than he needed to be from Bella, and with a stranger in the house, they might as well have a cord attaching them.

Understanding crossed over Bella's face and she smiled warmly. "So you're the Blaine I've heard so much about? Welcome to the Cullen home, I'm Bella-" "He's naked Bells, can I please let him get dressed before you...?" He didn't finish his sentence, he didn't need to be in a fight with Edward with Blaine there.

Blaine had remained quiet during this exchange but at the mention of clothes he turned towards Emmett, who handed him the bundle in his arms. "Thank you Emmett." Blaine's voice was just over a whisper. He was still be in shock. Out of habit he turned to Edward to see if his suspicions were right but his brother gave him a meaningful look. Right, he couldn't hear Blaine. Well, that was going to make this harder.

Blaine was so eager for clothes that he got dressed in front of the present company and once again Emmett felt his heart melt a little more. He looked...well there were no proper words but, Blaine Baca in Emmett's clothing could be compared to puppies. The clothes were several sizes too big and hung off of him. The outfit Emmett had grabbed randomly, turned out to be white sweat pants and a matching sleeveless sweater. It was what he wore when he wanted to show off his muscles. On Blaine, he looked like he was taking the post-sex-morning-of-shame after sleeping with a UFC fighter. It was sexy and cute at the same.

"Emmett, do you think maybe you can control your thoughts for five seconds?" Edward said in a voice too low for human ears. Emmett was little embarrassed, but still have his brother a glare. So now I can't think the man of my dreams is cute? He deliberately asked in his mind. Edward rolled his eyes. "Of course you can. But don't you think now would be the time to check on him? Since I can't hear his thoughts..." He trailed off. Emmett knew he was right, but still he was a vampire, multitasking your thoughts sort of came with the teeth.

Emmett walked around the couch to Blaine. "Would it be alright if I sat next to you kid?" Blaine didn't even hesitate, he nodded. When Emmett sat down he was further surprised when Blaine laid his head down on the brawny vampire's chest. He was sobbing again and again it made Emmett want to cry. He made soft shushing noises and tried to clam the kid down. "Shh shh, it's alright. He can't hurt you here okay? No one is going to let him touch you like that ever again."

Both Bella and Edward were giving him odd looks. And to be honest he wasn't too surprised. He never spoke like this. Blunt, rude, funny. These were words that described Emmett Cullen. Sweet and caring was not his forte. He didn't care though, he sent them both glares, daring them to say something. They took the hint and left the room in a sigh of wind.

"I just...just don't get why he would...We were doing good you know? And now...it's my...my...fault." He cried into Emmett's chest.

Emmett let out an involuntary growl that thankfully Blaine didn't hear. He wanted to spend the rest of eternity with this man. Maybe only five minutes apart for the rest of their existence. And he knew those five minutes would be spent torturing Jacob Black. On the outside he was calm, rubbing small circles into Blaine's back and reassuring him that everything was going to be okay. Inside though, he was seething. Never before had he been this angry. Jacob needed to die for this. He had almost raped Blaine and getting thrown into a wall wasn't near enough punishment. Not by a long shot.