A Primal Right.
Title: A Primal Right.
Author: lovenhardt1
Banner:qafmaniac.
Word Count: ~58.000. This chapter 3.309
Pairing: Adam/Tommy (Werewolf).
Warnings: Sexual content, minor character death.
Rating: NC17
Disclaimers: The people you might recognize in here are NOT mine. I'm not making any profit, I'm only doing this for fun. There is no way this ever happened and so on. Oh…. And werewolves don’t exist either…. Sowry.
Beta:thrace_adams. Thank you sweetie for all your help, I love you so much for it! All your hard work made mine shine.
Type: Werewolf AU. Romance with just enough angst to make it good.
A/N: This fic is written for my dear friend dkymekare because she loves wolves above.
I had some really incredible cheerleaders on this fic!!! I love you all dearly! And I couldn’t have done it without you! So THANK YOU!!!
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Summary: You know that feeling of being in control? Of knowing what happens next? You’ve got it all worked out, knows it’ll be hard work but worth it. You’re so focused on carefully laid plans that you kinda forgot about you…. but then something or someone comes along and changes everything. Suddenly you’re not even in charge of your own heart anymore. Yeah. That’s what happened to me.
Sit down and let me tell you a story… you might want to put your legs up and get comfortable, we’ll be here for a while.
It all began a day I was letting my wolf have some fun in the woods…
“I… um Adam and I are going to…um…we want to have the time before…”
I closed my eyes and sighed before going on, this was perhaps the hardest thing I ever had to say. “The next ten days we’ll be together and then you and I can go through with the ceremony.”
I exhaled and opened my eyes. Mia still looked calm and kind of surprised. I was so confused by her that I missed the door opening until a quiet noise got my attention. I looked up to see Mike leaning against the doorframe with his legs crossed and a casual but curious expression on his face. Mia turned around and glanced quickly at Mike.
I kept staring at Mike, so unsure about what to reveal in front of him. I fucking loved the dude and here I was thinking about censoring myself. Clearly he saw right through me.
“Don’t," he smiled, shaking his head. "Mia already told me what I didn’t figure out on my own.”
I got that open, amused look from him that always made me feel safe, but as much as I was a relieved that Mia had told him I was also pissed off about it too. Wasn't it funny how ambivalent huge emotions could be? I shot Mia my best death glare but she just smiled and took the two small steps toward me closing the space between us and said, “He'd already figured out the whole mate thing and-“
“And you just felt like you had to share the rest? Damn it, I've got enough to worry about without you making things even harder.”
Even Adam heard the betrayal in my voice despite my effort to tone it down because he wrapped his arms around his waist and I immediately leaned back into his embrace. He whispered to me, soothing me with soft strokes of warm palms. I don’t know how he did it but my wolf calmed a little almost immediately.
“No baby. I just thought we all needed a friend’s advice. And don’t you dare Tommy! Mike is your friend and you know he's always got your back."
I could tell she was about to lose patience with me, but I didn’t care.
“Don’t you think I know that? I don’t want him to get caught in the middle of this.” I looked at Mike silently apologizing and shrugged, “I’m sorry Mike but the less you knew the better it was.”
Mike snorted loudly and came all the way into the room closing the door behind him. Leaning back against the door and with that angel face only he can pull off, he had to chime in with his two cents. “Tommy Joe, I love you.”
I felt Adam tense at those words and Mike must have smelled the jealousy instantly because he put two hands in the air in supplication. "Not like that dude!”
Adam relaxed and then Mike focused on me again. “But sometimes you get an idea into your head and ignore the obvious solutions right under your nose. You’re too stubborn for your own good.”
Adam made a little giggling noise under his breath which under no circumstances should sound sweet or manly but he totally pulled it off anyway. I stared up at him and he smiled back before asking Mike, “What solutions and to which one of his problems?”
Mike laughed at Adam’s boldness. “Well first of all there's this whole mate thing…..” he caught my eyes again and this time he spoke to me instead of Adam. “You need to introduce him to the rest of our pack and maybe you should do it when Mia’s pack is around as well.”
I blinked and for a second I wasn’t able to answer, I was convinced I must have heard him wrong. Then Adam whispered a soft “Baby?” in my ear and I knew I hadn’t. “No, I can’t…. can’t you smell it? My blood runs in his veins. I broke our laws.”
Mike, the obnoxious fucker, kept his calm as if he was speaking to a three year old. “But as Mia tells it you had no choice in this matter. Wasn’t he dying? And you'd never met him before this incident right?!”
“But I’m not supposed to care am I? Adam’s hu-”
“So you’re saying that because he didn’t meet me before I was wounded, then there is a hole in the law or something?” Adam cut me off earning an annoyed glare from me, which he didn’t notice at all.
Mike shook his head, “No, I’m saying there might be an exceptional case here and if he got our pack behind him then he might not be punished and you’d be accepted by the wolf community.”
Adam nodded like that made all the sense in the world to him and Mike continued. “And I’m saying that your wolf recognized your mate before you did Tommy. Mia told me you didn’t know why you put yourself in danger; you just instantly knew you had to. The wolf didn’t offer you an option. He knew it Tommy - before you did. Maybe because Adam’s male, maybe because your wolf is alpha born and stronger, I don’t know.”
I had to admit, it had never occurred to me that my wolf might have known something I didn't. The idea rolled around inside my head a bit before I noticed Adam searching my face. I belatedly realized it was due to the whole 'male' and I didn't offer him much in the way of an explanation other than a look reassuring him we would talk later.
I was still not quite sure about what Mike was saying. “If - if being the operative word here. If they don’t then I’ll be without a pack and you guys will soon get a new alpha, most likely Darren.” I paused to emphasize my next words, “who, by the way, does not under any circumstances believe in democracy!”
Mike winched visibly but kept pressing his point. “Tommy, you know these wolves, we all adore you, and we all know your heart. Do you seriously doubt we’ll back you up?”
“No, but it still doesn’t change the fact that Mia and I are supposed-“
“Supposed being the keyword here. You’re not forced. I don’t have all the answers Tommy. I do, however, know that if you and Mia go through with your plans, you’ll both, no, make that all three of you, be miserable the rest of your lives. He is your mate, Tommy and there's a reason we mate for life. And the wolves are not miserable Tommy, we want change and you and Mia could have made that happen, but we’ll go on living the way we always have. Darren won’t make any changes in that; he's too old school to change anything.”
I could practically feel Adam sucking up all the information like a dry sponge in water. I looked at Mia, who had been surprisingly quiet.
“Are you willing to let it all go?” I asked.
Adam stopped breathing and his hands on my belly went still, waiting for her answer. I covered them with mine and he put his thumbs above mine. It was such a small gesture, but the meaning was epic. No matter what, we were in this together.
“No, but I’m not keen on being unhappy all my life either. And I’m scared we’ll end up hurting and hating each other endlessly. You mean too much to me for me to ever want that to happen.”
Adam squeezed my hands a little and let out a relieved sigh. I glanced up at him.
“So what are you saying?” I asked her.
“That you should bring him home. That we should talk to our families. That we should do whatever it takes to keep you safe and with your pack. Mike is right you know? I just hadn’t seen it from that perspective.”
I just stood there, looking at her. Trying to wrap my head around what she was saying. I must have been too thoughtful for too long because Adam’s voice pulled me out of my headspace.
“Tommy? Don’t you want to at least try? To be with me?”
His words almost took me apart. Not want to be with him? Of course I did, but I was too scared to believe it, to have that kind of faith in my future. But I was terrified of facing life without him as well. Everything I knew was being turned upside down. At that moment I learned an important thing about myself. I liked feeling secure and safe, thrived on it one could say. Deep down, I already knew this. I was a tactile person, living on hugs and cuddles. But I hadn’t realized it like this before. “Adam. I want nothing more but-”
With a stern tone, that left no option for debate, he said, “I’m going home with you. I’ll meet your mother and we’ll explain. That’s how this is going to go.”
“But what if-”
“Then we’ll deal. You’re mine. Whatever happens you’re still mine, always.”
I turned around in his arms, letting my own go around his neck. I looked up into those cornflower colored eyes and saw nothing but home in them. My heart was so sure where I belonged. I bit down on my lip, hard, before letting out a strangled noise. He kissed my forehead, just a light peck of his lips.
“Stop baby, we’ll find a way. And we’ll find a way to make it all work out, with the pack too. To make whatever it is that’s so important to you and Mia, we’ll make it all happen. I know we will.”
He pulled back and looked at me.
“You put a lot of trust into this. In me and the other wolves. You've only just met me Adam.”
His thumbs that had been caressing my back softly snuck under my t-shirt and found my skin sending a shiver up my spine.
“I know you; my heart recognized you the moment the bear left that clearing. You know this too. I have tons of things to learn about you, but not about your soul or your heart. The other wolves love you, why should I fear those that love you?”
How the hell was I supposed to argue against that? And those hurt puppy eyes? I couldn’t, so I hid in the crook of his neck.
“Take me home to see your mom.”
“Now?” I asked against his neck. He laughed softly.
“Why not?”
I sighed; I could maybe have found one or two good reasons to wait. But I didn’t so we went home. Adam of course walked right into my mother’s heart and made himself comfortable there.
And somehow he pointed out what Mike had said in a way that made my mother light up like a fucking Christmas tree and haul books down from the shelves. And Adam, damn his gorgeous soul, just went out in the kitchen like he fucking owned the place and put on coffee. I felt out of place, edgy and itchy and uncomfortable as hell knowing we both smelled like sex and passion and longing while I apparently let my mother and Adam throw away the wolves' hopes of ever living in a pack where everyone was equal and where the leader would listen to every voice in the pack before making any kind of decision. You see that was the reason Mia and I were going to accept the whole mating thing. We would be strong enough together to force laws to change, to make the council step into this millennium.
I was pacing the floor, going from one window to another looking out but not seeing a damn thing. Mom was shoulder to shoulder with Adam, noses buried in books that smelled fragile and neglected. Adam had his elbows on the table and his hands were on his neck, fingers in his hair, reading while playing a little with his hair. I wanted my fingers there instead of his; I wanted to lick that beautiful curve of his neck, to nibble on the shell of his ear, to sink my teeth into the soft skin below his ear, to mark him as mine.
My mother looked up from an ancient book, with an unbelievably embarrassing and knowing smile and told me to take a shower and go to bed, that she would find what she was searching for. Adam’s head jerked up and a heated gaze from him pinned me to the floor.
“Yeah, maybe that’s a good idea.” Adam said, pushing his chair backwards. He stood up and with a predatory look on his face he moved towards me. I probably should have snarled at that, should have resented the dominant vibe coming from Adam, but instead my dick took notice. A lot, because vivid images from earlier that evening filled my head.
I reached out to take Adam’s hand and lead him out of the living room and upstairs to my room. We didn’t say a word, Adam just followed my lead. Once we got inside my room, he cradled my face and kissed me hungrily.
Meeting his hunger with mine the kiss turned sloppy and too wet - all teeth and tongue. Adam gently pushed me toward the bed and I stumbled backwards until I hit the frame of it and then let myself fall backwards on top of the mattress. Seconds later Adam was straddling my hips, his strong lean thighs holding me down on the mattress, his hands pushing my t-shirt up as they ran over my skin. Pleasure jolted through my body, my hips bucked up seeking friction and in my eagerness to touch him I went for his belt buckle. My fingers were trembling, that’s how turned on I was but Adam must have read that differently, because his caresses went softer and some of the heat disappeared. I still saw it burning under that tight restraint of stubbornness that apparently was one of his trademarks.
“So, are we going to talk about me being your first?”
“Nope, too busy.” I opened the buckle and went for the button in his jeans. Adam’s breath hitched when my hand brushed against the rough fabric and I couldn’t hold back an excited little laugh. I was riding high on the knowledge that I made him like this, all hard and aching and all for me. But Adam still wanted to fucking talk though.
“No, but seriously. Tommy?”
“Oh I’m serious, like in seriously occupied with trying to get your dick out.”
“Oh my god. Tommy, slow down.”
He took a hold of my hands and I looked up at him. Blue eyes with pupils blown wide from desire met mine. He swallowed and it was pretty obvious that he wasn’t just fighting my need here. I saw concern in his eyes; he honestly wanted to take care of me.
“Baby, is this not freaking you out just a little bit?”
“No.”
“So you’re just a straight guy gone bendy and all okay with me wanting to fuck you into the mattress?”
And yeah that pretty much summed it up, so I nodded.
“Uh huh.”
“Yeah, I don’t buy it.”
I don’t mind talking, but talking in bed, with the epitome of a hot guy in it, should be reduced to dirty talk, but since we clearly wouldn’t get around to that before doing actual talking I was going to do my very best to get it done as fast as possible.
“Listen Adam. It is very simple to me, I want you, all of you and I’m probably even going to love every weird and silly or even obnoxious side to you too. You belong to me, you’re my mate. That’s all I need to know to make it A-okay with me that you’re a man. I’m not stupid, I get that you’re a toppy fucker, and I get the logistics of gay sex. I know that tab A goes into slot B, okay? That said, who said you get to top every time?”
“Um.”
I giggled a little because score for me, I made him speechless. “Are we done talking now? Can we please get back to me getting your dick in my hand, please?”
Adam smirked and leaned down to kiss me and oh my god he kissed me until I was dizzy with it. Tugging at his shirt because really? No fucking patience! I needed him naked like yesterday. I hissed, “Off.”
He laughed in delight and hauled it over his head and threw it on the floor. I ran my fingers across his chest, learning and appreciating the feeling of his soft chest hair. So beautiful, with freckles everywhere, strong and broad and fuck, mine.
I surged up to kiss him again, learning how to coax the most addictive sounds from him as my mouth and fingers explored his body.
A whimper of my own pressed its way out when he finally got his hand on my cock. He pushed at my pants and I did my best to wiggle out of them, not exactly easy with him straddling my hips. Somehow we managed to get them down so Adam could get to business. I forgot how to breathe when he traced a finger from base to tip and I reached for the headboard, needing something to hold onto as I bucked up under him.
“So beautiful. I need to see all of you.”
He pushed my t-shirt up and I helped him the rest of the way. He ran his hands over my chest, teasing a nipple before leaning down to kiss me again holding himself up with an arm on each side of my head. Worshipped, I felt fucking worshipped. But I was desperate to see him too, so I was working his fly and finally he got with the program and got rid of his pants.
“Get back here, I need my hands on that.” I demanded and got a raised eyebrow in return. He moved his body over mine in a maddeningly slow pace, all skin against skin and I was about to lose it, so hard it hurt.
Our hipbones bumped against each other, but it didn’t matter because there was his dick lined right up next to mine. Hot, thick, heavy, and throbbing with the same need as mine. And that was without a doubt the hottest thing ever. Adam caught my lips and bit down before downright tongue fucking me to the rhythm of his hips.
I managed to get a hand between us and wrap it around us, both of us leaking, the precome making the strokes slippery and delicious. The feeling of Adam hard and silky soft rubbing against me, the sexy sounds coming from him, all of it just for me, was all too much and I came so hard I saw white spots behind my eyelids. Adam followed closely. And for a while we just stayed there, me locked under his weight, loving the feeling of how he covered me. At some point, right around the time it became necessary for me to breathe again, Adam rolled off me and pulled me into his arms. I rested my head on his chest and started to doze off when he quietly said, “So you’re really okay with that.”
I looked up at him, doing my best to let him read every emotion in me. “I’m really okay with that.”
We spent a good deal of time with kissing after that. But eventually Adam said, “Let’s get showered and get some rest, I think that maybe tomorrow is going to be an important day.”
chapter 7