Fic - Possessive - Chapter 20 - COMPLETE
Title - Possessive
Chapter - Phasing (20/20) Complete
Rating - R/NC-17
Pairing - Jake/Paul, canon couples
Disclaimer - Don't belong to me. If I did own it, things would be much much different. As it is, all characters and recognisable plots belong to Stephenie Meyer and her affiliates. I'm just doing this for fun!
Spoiler - Up to New Moon at least.
Warnings - OOC - I thought I would put this here just in case people read it and are like 'it's OOC'. Paul isn't as angry in this story, but there is a reason for that. After all Paul calmed down a lot in BD *cough*. Not that that's hint or anything ;).
Summary - Possessive can be defined as "having or manifesting a desire to control or dominate another, especially in order to limit that person's relationships with others". Paul isn't the only one in La Push who's possessive.
A/N - Okay so this is it, the last chapter for this story. I've had so much fun writing this and never thought so many people would comment on it. Thank you all so, so much for the reviews, without them I don't think I could've finished this story, you guys made my day with them and helped to keep me writing when I got a block.
A/N 2 - I'm thinking of writing a sequel to this story, but first I'm going to go back and edit some of the chapters (particularly the fight one, so that will be a bit longer, with the Pack and Jake's thoughts of what went on). More of my blabbering at the end of the chapter and there's a link to a poll at the end. I hope you enjoy the final chapter :).
Chapter 20
Phasing End
Sighing, Paul looks out over the lake, nervous, wondering if he could put it off for another day; go over to Jake’s instead and have the younger wolf make him forget about the nightmares he’d been having.
He’d taken a few days to recover physically from the leech’s attack, Jake being annoyingly attentive and hanging around all the time, smiling when Paul had tried to tell him that he wasn’t some invalid who needed help all the time.
In truth, he liked having Jake around, his imprinted stopping the dark thoughts and nightmares from coming to the surface, even though a part of him feels bad, knowing that Jake is doing too much.
It’s why he’s alone today, not wanting to wake the younger boy up, and also because he needs to be by himself to do this.
If he fails … shaking his head, he stands up.
He’s not going to fail.
At least that’s what he tells himself.
Pulling his shirt and shorts off, he folds them up, tying his shorts to him, before closing his eyes and concentrating.
He can feel the wolf there, slumbering in the back of his mind, and so he focuses on bringing it to the surface.
Swallowing hard, he focuses on the phase, willing his body to change and …
Nothing.
Opening his eyes, he ignores the stinging in his eyes, turning and punching the tree he’d been leaning against, satisfied when the tree creaks, a dent in it the same size of his fist.
Pacing, he tries to calm himself, taking a deep breath.
It was his first try; it doesn’t mean that he’s broken, that he’s failed his pack … again.
Looking up at the sky, he finds himself praying, wishing, just let him change, let him phase.
Please.
A quiet sound behind him has him spinning around, eyes narrowing as his hearing picks up the unmistakable sound of twigs breaking.
He’s miles from La Push, miles from Forks and any of the trails.
There are only really two beings that can be out here.
And he knows that none of the Pack are out here.
So that leaves leeches.
Growling low in his throat, something tight wrapping around his chest, he feels the wolf stand up and take notice, clearly picking up on the sickly sweet smell that has just reached his nose.
There’s a flash of white, and he sees the red hair the Pack have been hunting for months, that has been hanging around Forks and La Push, and the tightness eases a little, seeing the woman leech they’ve been hunting for weeks.
Its instinct that has him running, following the red blur, and before he knows it a rush flows through him, his body changing, phasing into the body he knows so well, that is perfect for tearing apart the blood suckers.
He can’t help but let out a howl, a huge grin spreading across his wolf face.
He can see and smell the vampire better now, and he realizes how much he missed running and hunting as a wolf.
Paul?
He smiles when he hears Sam, showing the other wolf what he saw, before answering.
Looks like the red-head hasn’t taken the hint.
He can feel the others happiness coming through their mental link, ignoring the relief also flowing through.
Paul, welcome back, dude, Embry says.
About time you stopped faking it, Jared adds.
He can’t help but snort, seeing as Sam comes closer to him.
They chase the leech until they reach the Canadian border, waiting awhile before making their way back to the Reservation, Paul happily tackling the others, glad that he can play around like he used to.
They decide to go and pick up Jake, Paul feeling some of the heaviness that had been crushing his chest lift as they phase back into their human form.
When they get to the Black’s house, Paul sees the truck in the drive, and can’t help but feel a little angry and jealous.
He knows that Jake has imprinted on him, but he can’t help but feel some of the old feelings, raising an eyebrow when he sees Swan barge out of the house and walk towards them.
“Relax,” Sam says. “I ordered Jake not to tell her anything.”
Nodding, Paul watches as she gets closer.
“What did you do to him?” she asks, stopping in front of them, glaring at Sam.
“What did we do?” he asks, ignoring Sam’s hand. “What did he do? What did he tell you?”
“Nothing,” Bella replies, glaring at him. “He tells me nothing, because he’s scared of you!”
Paul can’t help but laugh, knowing that Jake does anything but fear him.
He’s shocked when he feels his face move a fraction, a light sting on his face, the wolf in him growling loudly, recognizing Bella as the threat he’d seen at the beginning and forgetting that she wasn’t anymore.
He glares at her, unable to stop the shaking and he knows that he’ll phase, even though he’s trying to hold onto it, knowing that Jake will kill him if he hurts his best friend.
“Paul, calm down,” he hears, before the phase begins, agreeing with Jared when he says it’s too late.
Growling low at the girl, he tries to calm himself, tries to turn back into his human form, before he’s being tackled to the ground, Jake coming out to defend his friend.
Joining in the tussle, it takes him awhile to realize they’re no longer in Jake’s back yard, having wrestled until they’re in the woods somewhere, glad to finally be able to play fight with Jake in this form again.
He turns back into his human form, grinning up at Jake, waiting for him to change.
Jake stares down at him for a moment, before phasing back into his human form, hands on either side of Paul’s head, straddling Paul’s waist, frowning at him.
“I can’t believe you were going to attack Bella,” he murmurs, swatting Paul’s hands away when he tries to put them on his hips.
“I wasn’t going to hurt her,” he replies, trying again to put his hands on Jake’s waist, grinning up at him when his hands aren’t swatted away this time.
“You could’ve,” Jake says, grinding his hips down, making Paul groan. “And that would’ve been bad.”
“Oh?” Paul asks, not really paying attention, his main focus on the way Jake is rocking on top of him, making him hard, pleasure starting to run through him.
“Because,” Jake whispers, leaning down and kissing him, nibbling on his lower lip, before pulling away. “Then I would’ve had to have done this all the time.”
Paul doesn’t realize what Jake’s saying, until the other boy gets off, taking away the pleasant surface that he was rubbing against.
“Wha-”
Watching incredulously, Paul watches him stand up, walking away, grinning the whole time.
“Are you serious?” he asks, staring at Jake in disbelief.
Jake shrugs, grin still on his face.
“I think you should apologise to Bella,” he replies.
“Are you serious?” he asks again.
“If you ever want my help again,” Jake replies, looking down at Paul’s hard cock with a smile. “You’ll apologise.”
He watches in disbelief as Jake continues to walk away, throwing a grin over his shoulder.
Getting up quickly, he chases after the other boy, smiling when he hears Jake laugh, before taking a quick way around, tackling Jake to the ground and pinning him.
“I promise I’ll apologize,” he murmurs quietly, his breaths wafting over Jake’s mouth, grinding his hips down, grinning when he feels Jake’s answering hardness.
“But I think I deserve a reward,” he continues, moving his hips slowly.
“Oh?” Jake asks, eyebrow raised in question.
“I phased,” he whispers, grinning, and feeling Jake’s grin against his mouth.
“Well,” Jake replies, hands running up and down his back. “That’s definitely something to celebrate.”
“Mmhm,” Paul agrees, finally closing the distance and slotting their mouths together, their groans muffled as they continue to move against each other.
Panting, he pulls away, one of his hands gripping Jake’s leg and pulling it up, sucking along Jake’s jaw, before biting down, his orgasm rushing towards him at the sensation of Jake moving against him, from the sound of the whimpers and growls coming from the other boy.
“Paul,” Jake gasps, his hands tightening on Paul’s back, a loud groan leaving him as he comes.
Looking down at Jake’s pleasure filled face, Paul find his breaths coming faster, heart racing as he feels the spiral in him wind tighter, before it’s released, his orgasm running through him.
Coming down from his high, he realizes he’s lying fully on Jake, his head resting on his shoulder, Jake’s hands running up and down his back.
“We should get cleaned up,” Jake murmurs into his hair.
Humming in agreement, he rolls off Jake, staring up at the sky.
“And you still need to apologise,” Jake continues, standing up and offering his hand down.
Letting him pull him up, Paul pulls him closer, kissing him, feeling the happiest he had in months.
“I mean it,” Jake says, grabbing his hand and dragging him along to one of the places where they store their clothes outside Sam’s house, knowing Bella and the others were waiting for them. “You better apologise.”
END
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A/N - As always let me know what you thought. Also there's two polls, I've got going, one linked above, about what I should do next and also a thank you one shot poll to all those people who voted for this story in the twislashawards . I can't tell you guys how honoured and psyched I was when I got the email. Head over and let me know what you think I should work on next :).
A/N 2 - So I wanted to end this story so that it sort of tied in to the books. I'm not great at endings (always feel like I could just keep going on for ages), but felt that this was a fitting end. Obviously there is a lot more to tell; Paul isn't over what happened to him by a long shot, Victoria is still lurking around, Bella hasn't talked to Jake yet and, of course, the Cullen's haven't come back. And of course, there's also the issue of whether the Pack did get the vamp after Paul. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed the story, and I would like to thank everyone again, especially those I couldn't reply to (as they were anon reviews), who reviewed this story. You guys rock :).
Chapter - Phasing (20/20) Complete
Rating - R/NC-17
Pairing - Jake/Paul, canon couples
Disclaimer - Don't belong to me. If I did own it, things would be much much different. As it is, all characters and recognisable plots belong to Stephenie Meyer and her affiliates. I'm just doing this for fun!
Spoiler - Up to New Moon at least.
Warnings - OOC - I thought I would put this here just in case people read it and are like 'it's OOC'. Paul isn't as angry in this story, but there is a reason for that. After all Paul calmed down a lot in BD *cough*. Not that that's hint or anything ;).
Summary - Possessive can be defined as "having or manifesting a desire to control or dominate another, especially in order to limit that person's relationships with others". Paul isn't the only one in La Push who's possessive.
A/N - Okay so this is it, the last chapter for this story. I've had so much fun writing this and never thought so many people would comment on it. Thank you all so, so much for the reviews, without them I don't think I could've finished this story, you guys made my day with them and helped to keep me writing when I got a block.
A/N 2 - I'm thinking of writing a sequel to this story, but first I'm going to go back and edit some of the chapters (particularly the fight one, so that will be a bit longer, with the Pack and Jake's thoughts of what went on). More of my blabbering at the end of the chapter and there's a link to a poll at the end. I hope you enjoy the final chapter :).
Chapter 20
Phasing End
Sighing, Paul looks out over the lake, nervous, wondering if he could put it off for another day; go over to Jake’s instead and have the younger wolf make him forget about the nightmares he’d been having.
He’d taken a few days to recover physically from the leech’s attack, Jake being annoyingly attentive and hanging around all the time, smiling when Paul had tried to tell him that he wasn’t some invalid who needed help all the time.
In truth, he liked having Jake around, his imprinted stopping the dark thoughts and nightmares from coming to the surface, even though a part of him feels bad, knowing that Jake is doing too much.
It’s why he’s alone today, not wanting to wake the younger boy up, and also because he needs to be by himself to do this.
If he fails … shaking his head, he stands up.
He’s not going to fail.
At least that’s what he tells himself.
Pulling his shirt and shorts off, he folds them up, tying his shorts to him, before closing his eyes and concentrating.
He can feel the wolf there, slumbering in the back of his mind, and so he focuses on bringing it to the surface.
Swallowing hard, he focuses on the phase, willing his body to change and …
Nothing.
Opening his eyes, he ignores the stinging in his eyes, turning and punching the tree he’d been leaning against, satisfied when the tree creaks, a dent in it the same size of his fist.
Pacing, he tries to calm himself, taking a deep breath.
It was his first try; it doesn’t mean that he’s broken, that he’s failed his pack … again.
Looking up at the sky, he finds himself praying, wishing, just let him change, let him phase.
Please.
A quiet sound behind him has him spinning around, eyes narrowing as his hearing picks up the unmistakable sound of twigs breaking.
He’s miles from La Push, miles from Forks and any of the trails.
There are only really two beings that can be out here.
And he knows that none of the Pack are out here.
So that leaves leeches.
Growling low in his throat, something tight wrapping around his chest, he feels the wolf stand up and take notice, clearly picking up on the sickly sweet smell that has just reached his nose.
There’s a flash of white, and he sees the red hair the Pack have been hunting for months, that has been hanging around Forks and La Push, and the tightness eases a little, seeing the woman leech they’ve been hunting for weeks.
Its instinct that has him running, following the red blur, and before he knows it a rush flows through him, his body changing, phasing into the body he knows so well, that is perfect for tearing apart the blood suckers.
He can’t help but let out a howl, a huge grin spreading across his wolf face.
He can see and smell the vampire better now, and he realizes how much he missed running and hunting as a wolf.
Paul?
He smiles when he hears Sam, showing the other wolf what he saw, before answering.
Looks like the red-head hasn’t taken the hint.
He can feel the others happiness coming through their mental link, ignoring the relief also flowing through.
Paul, welcome back, dude, Embry says.
About time you stopped faking it, Jared adds.
He can’t help but snort, seeing as Sam comes closer to him.
They chase the leech until they reach the Canadian border, waiting awhile before making their way back to the Reservation, Paul happily tackling the others, glad that he can play around like he used to.
They decide to go and pick up Jake, Paul feeling some of the heaviness that had been crushing his chest lift as they phase back into their human form.
When they get to the Black’s house, Paul sees the truck in the drive, and can’t help but feel a little angry and jealous.
He knows that Jake has imprinted on him, but he can’t help but feel some of the old feelings, raising an eyebrow when he sees Swan barge out of the house and walk towards them.
“Relax,” Sam says. “I ordered Jake not to tell her anything.”
Nodding, Paul watches as she gets closer.
“What did you do to him?” she asks, stopping in front of them, glaring at Sam.
“What did we do?” he asks, ignoring Sam’s hand. “What did he do? What did he tell you?”
“Nothing,” Bella replies, glaring at him. “He tells me nothing, because he’s scared of you!”
Paul can’t help but laugh, knowing that Jake does anything but fear him.
He’s shocked when he feels his face move a fraction, a light sting on his face, the wolf in him growling loudly, recognizing Bella as the threat he’d seen at the beginning and forgetting that she wasn’t anymore.
He glares at her, unable to stop the shaking and he knows that he’ll phase, even though he’s trying to hold onto it, knowing that Jake will kill him if he hurts his best friend.
“Paul, calm down,” he hears, before the phase begins, agreeing with Jared when he says it’s too late.
Growling low at the girl, he tries to calm himself, tries to turn back into his human form, before he’s being tackled to the ground, Jake coming out to defend his friend.
Joining in the tussle, it takes him awhile to realize they’re no longer in Jake’s back yard, having wrestled until they’re in the woods somewhere, glad to finally be able to play fight with Jake in this form again.
He turns back into his human form, grinning up at Jake, waiting for him to change.
Jake stares down at him for a moment, before phasing back into his human form, hands on either side of Paul’s head, straddling Paul’s waist, frowning at him.
“I can’t believe you were going to attack Bella,” he murmurs, swatting Paul’s hands away when he tries to put them on his hips.
“I wasn’t going to hurt her,” he replies, trying again to put his hands on Jake’s waist, grinning up at him when his hands aren’t swatted away this time.
“You could’ve,” Jake says, grinding his hips down, making Paul groan. “And that would’ve been bad.”
“Oh?” Paul asks, not really paying attention, his main focus on the way Jake is rocking on top of him, making him hard, pleasure starting to run through him.
“Because,” Jake whispers, leaning down and kissing him, nibbling on his lower lip, before pulling away. “Then I would’ve had to have done this all the time.”
Paul doesn’t realize what Jake’s saying, until the other boy gets off, taking away the pleasant surface that he was rubbing against.
“Wha-”
Watching incredulously, Paul watches him stand up, walking away, grinning the whole time.
“Are you serious?” he asks, staring at Jake in disbelief.
Jake shrugs, grin still on his face.
“I think you should apologise to Bella,” he replies.
“Are you serious?” he asks again.
“If you ever want my help again,” Jake replies, looking down at Paul’s hard cock with a smile. “You’ll apologise.”
He watches in disbelief as Jake continues to walk away, throwing a grin over his shoulder.
Getting up quickly, he chases after the other boy, smiling when he hears Jake laugh, before taking a quick way around, tackling Jake to the ground and pinning him.
“I promise I’ll apologize,” he murmurs quietly, his breaths wafting over Jake’s mouth, grinding his hips down, grinning when he feels Jake’s answering hardness.
“But I think I deserve a reward,” he continues, moving his hips slowly.
“Oh?” Jake asks, eyebrow raised in question.
“I phased,” he whispers, grinning, and feeling Jake’s grin against his mouth.
“Well,” Jake replies, hands running up and down his back. “That’s definitely something to celebrate.”
“Mmhm,” Paul agrees, finally closing the distance and slotting their mouths together, their groans muffled as they continue to move against each other.
Panting, he pulls away, one of his hands gripping Jake’s leg and pulling it up, sucking along Jake’s jaw, before biting down, his orgasm rushing towards him at the sensation of Jake moving against him, from the sound of the whimpers and growls coming from the other boy.
“Paul,” Jake gasps, his hands tightening on Paul’s back, a loud groan leaving him as he comes.
Looking down at Jake’s pleasure filled face, Paul find his breaths coming faster, heart racing as he feels the spiral in him wind tighter, before it’s released, his orgasm running through him.
Coming down from his high, he realizes he’s lying fully on Jake, his head resting on his shoulder, Jake’s hands running up and down his back.
“We should get cleaned up,” Jake murmurs into his hair.
Humming in agreement, he rolls off Jake, staring up at the sky.
“And you still need to apologise,” Jake continues, standing up and offering his hand down.
Letting him pull him up, Paul pulls him closer, kissing him, feeling the happiest he had in months.
“I mean it,” Jake says, grabbing his hand and dragging him along to one of the places where they store their clothes outside Sam’s house, knowing Bella and the others were waiting for them. “You better apologise.”
END
<< Previous I Poll >>
A/N - As always let me know what you thought. Also there's two polls, I've got going, one linked above, about what I should do next and also a thank you one shot poll to all those people who voted for this story in the twislashawards . I can't tell you guys how honoured and psyched I was when I got the email. Head over and let me know what you think I should work on next :).
A/N 2 - So I wanted to end this story so that it sort of tied in to the books. I'm not great at endings (always feel like I could just keep going on for ages), but felt that this was a fitting end. Obviously there is a lot more to tell; Paul isn't over what happened to him by a long shot, Victoria is still lurking around, Bella hasn't talked to Jake yet and, of course, the Cullen's haven't come back. And of course, there's also the issue of whether the Pack did get the vamp after Paul. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed the story, and I would like to thank everyone again, especially those I couldn't reply to (as they were anon reviews), who reviewed this story. You guys rock :).