Pairings: Jacob/Edward, some Rosalie/Bella, insinuated other slash werewolf/vampire pairings
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Jacob is in denial. Bella is his sister. Edward is in his mind. And apparently, according to Alice, everyone in the wolf tribe are destined to imprint on a vampire...and will also catch a case of the Gay Flu too. Yep. Jacob's in denial.
A/N1: Severely AU and Slashified...and the characters could very well be considered OOC due to the drastic change in circumstances! Don't like? PLEASE DON'T READ! ALSO! Every single pairing EXCEPT for Carlisle/Esme is uncanon.
IMPORTANT!!!! This is written for my good friend yenny2206, requested as a Christmas Gift by hogwartsvixxen. I hope you two are happy with this :)
There were some things in life one did not do.
Jacob was sure everyone knew of the basics, at least the most obvious ones, so he couldn't find any excuse to justify or excuse Paul's behavior ever since that ever memorable encounter with Emmett two weeks ago.
There was an unspoken rule amongst men.
One of the cardinal rules at that.
It wasn't hard.
It wasn't unfair.
And it wasn't unreasonable either.
Still Paul continued breaking the rule religiously.
Jacob could only conclude that the older wolf was doing it out of spite.
Paul obviously got a dark, loathsome little kick out of it.
Of course, it might actually be something personal.
He never committed this heinous crime against Bella.
It didn't even seem to cross his fiendish mind, and yet he went to great lengths to do so to Jacob.
The younger wolf wondered if it was a challenge of sorts.
Not to alpha-dom-because even if he rarely if ever shifted anymore-Charlie was obviously the one who filled that role.
This didn't have to do with challenging Jacob's position in the pack.
It really didn't have anything to do with the pack.
It had to do with vampires.
Sparkly, sometimes annoying, Imprinted on vampires.
One Imprinted on vampire in particular.
Despite having discovered that Paul had Imprinted on him-and that rather encouraging encounter between the two of them on the front porch-Emmett was playing hard to get.
VERY hard to get.
Paul wasn't making any progress at all and he was taking it out on Jacob.
He was challenging Jacob to do something to fix the older wolf's situation if he wanted Paul to adhere to the rules.
Until then, Paul was going to continue in his nefarious ways.
He was evil like that.
He was also obviously resentful of the fact that Emmett and Jacob actually got along, making Jacob pay for it.
Which was really not very mature of him.
And to be truthful, while the blood of chiefs and warriors ran through Jacob's veins, he didn't know how much more he could take without breaking down.
It was unfair.
It was cruel.
It was killing him.
There was only so much cock-blocking a healthy, teenaged werewolf could take!
At first, Jacob admitted that he was somewhat relieved at the constant interruptions. He'd still been new to this Imprinting deal and trying to wrap his mind around the idea of not only being Imprinted to a vampire, but to a male vampire at that. The interruptions had helped Jacob during the times when he'd been horny yet confused and a little anxious.
These last two weeks though, had helped change that.
He'd spent everyday and night in Edward's company, and without trying to suppress his desires, had grown incredibly close to him.
The Imprint Bond between them was growing with every second they spent together.
Which was, admittedly, a lot.
The vampire even stayed while Jacob slept, watching over him. The wolf had informed him that that was creepy and 'stalkery'. Edward just smiled and kissed him whenever Jacob accused him of being a pervert.
"You should come." Edward murmured, laying down on Jacob's bed, fingers tracing patterns on Jacob's biceps.
"You know why I don't want to." Jacob sighed, rolling so that he was on his back, looking up at the ceiling.
"The wolf isn't going to attack me. The wolf Imprinted on me." Edward smirked. "If anything, I might have to fight for my virtue."
Jacob gave him a little glare, although the blush on his face counteracted any threat his glare might have.
Chuckling, Edward leaned closer, golden gaze going darker, bleeding to black. "Come." His fingers trailed up higher Jacob's arm, gaze never leaving the wolf's. "We can camp somewhere else from the others...give us some time alone."
Jacob looked up at that. "Alone?"
"Yeah." Edward smiled. "Alone."
Jacob grinned, liking the sound of that.
He was always so self conscious because at both the Cullens and his own home there were people with extra-strong senses who could easily hear or smell what was going on between them, and that wasn't a weight Jacob wanted to be burdening and bothering him whenever...whenever he and Edward finally took the next step. He couldn't even think about it because he was so self-conscious about others listening in or something.
There were just some things that should be done in private.
Having sex for the first time was definitely one of those things.
"It'll do me some good to be away from school for a couple of days anyway." Edward threw himself back down on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a sigh. "If I have to hear one more perverted thought coming out of Eric Yorkie's head I'm going to go insane."
Jacob blinked. "He's still not crushing on me, is he?"
"No, it's worse." Edward sighed, sounding traumatized. "He's very much in love with us both."
"Huh?" Jacob looked up, shocked. "Come again?"
"He fantasizes all day about threesomes. It's...disturbing...to be in his head."
"Threesomes?" Jacob squeaked, unable to get that imagine out of his head.
He kinda admired Eric.
He was having a hard enough time trying to imagine...and figure out...just how two
guys did it.
And here Eric was fantasizing about three
Sure, Jacob knew what went were and all that when it came to gay sex...but he also knew that there was so much that he had yet to figure out.
He didn't want to be a complete failure his first time!
His pride would never let him live it down.
And neither would Paul.
Jacob wasn't sure exactly how Paul would find out, but that fiend would, and Jacob would never hear the end of it.
"Stop thinking about him!" Edward growled, sitting up. "All you do is think about Paul and stress over him. It's getting on my nerves!"
Jacob blinked, shocked at Edward's out of character behavior. What's up your ass all of a sudden?
Edward turned to him and glared. All you do is think about Paul!
Jacob smirked. Are you jealous?
Edward glared at him. I am not jealous of that fleabag. I am frustrated because not only does he keep interrupting when things start to get more...intimate...between us, but even when he isn't around you're stressing about him! It's like he's always here!
Jacob stayed lying down, looking up at Edward, darkly amused. You are jealous
Edward snarled at him. I AM NOT-!
Jacob reached forwards and grabbed Edward, pulling the surprised vampire down on top of him. Before Edward could react, Jacob wrapped an arm around him and kept him pressed to him as his lips met Edward's.You're jealous.
He purred in the vampire's mind as he took the kiss deeper, tongue claiming the inside of that sweet mouth. It's kinda hot.
. Edward whimpered, moving slightly so that he was straddling Jacob's hips, surrendering to the intensity.
Jacob grabbed Edward's hips and pulled him down closer. Make me.
Alice hurried through the foliage, no longer having to rely on the recollection of her vision to guide her way. No, now her vampiric senses were high and leading her towards the scent of blood that permeated through the air. If her heart could still beat she knew that it would be rattling against her ribcage, threatening to burst out with its violence. The fact that her heart didn't beat didn't mean that she wasn't terrified though...and her mouth salivated from the scent of blood.
There was so much blood.
The pixie-ish brunette finally stumbled upon the broken, bleeding, shivering naked body in the middle of the woods.
Leah Clearwater was barely conscious, having lost so much blood from the wounds all over her body.
Next to her lay the fragments of the vampire that she'd battled alone.
Cursing softly, Alice hurried to Leah's side and turned off her ability to smell.
It didn't stop her craving for it, she knew it was there, but it helped her control the urges somewhat.
It also left her vulnerable though.
There could be other vampires around who would attack her for helping their enemy and she wouldn't be able to scent them.
Or the rest of Leah's pack could be around and attack her thinking that she was in league with the ones that'd hurt their packmate.
But she didn't care, preferring to take the risk for Leah's sake.
"Stay...away..." Leah growled in her human voice, the wolf flashing in her eyes despite the obvious fact that she couldn't transform.
Not when she was this ill.
And for some reason the pack didn't seem to realize that she was injured, was in need to protection and help.
"I'm here to help you." Alice responded, kneeling down towards the girl, flinching at the way her body begged for her to at least lick a bit of the blood.
"More like...you were drawn...to the blood." Leah sneered in disgust. "You...leeches...are all...the same!"
"And you wolves are all very prejudiced, which makes it so ironic that this is happening to you all." Alice replied easily, reaching out and wrapping an arm around the girl despite her growls and protests. "Just save your strength. You can insult and threaten me later, once Carlisle has looked over you and healed you."
"Don't...touch...me!" Leah's voice was wavering as Alice helped her to her feet, swaying in her grip as Leah battled to stay conscious. "Am...alright."
Alice snorted. "You're all stubborn too."
Leah growled and yet it ended in a whimper of pain as Alice started to move.
The wolf must have realized that she was too weak to do anything but try to stay awake, because she went silent, only making noise when the pain was too great to hide, and even then she was obviously stifling the sound as much as possible.
Alice remembered the story about how Rosalie had saved Emmett because he reminded her of the son of her best friend when she'd been human, and how the blonde had dragged him off of a mountain, resisting his blood, to get him to Carlisle on time. She'd always wondered how the blonde had done it, but now she too was doing the same, and yet this was for her Imprinter, not for some stranger, so Alice figured it still wasn't the same.
Leah was losing her battle with consciousness, as the fact that she laid her head against Alice's shoulder betrayed.
Alice wondered when the wolf would ever do that voluntarily.
She then chided herself for letting her mind wander from what she was supposed to do now.
She needed to get Leah to Carlisle so that he could save her.
Alice continued walking, arm around Leah's body, and struggled to find her cellular, calling her father figure.
"Carlisle speaking." He answered.
"Carlisle, it's Alice." She pulled Leah a little closer, grunting under her weight when the wolf-shifter lost consciousness. "Leah's been badly hurt. She was fighting a vampire by herself, and from the strength of what it could do to her, I'm guessing it was a newborn."
"Take her to the house. I'll be there, and I'll call Charlie to let him know that we might have a rogue clan of vampires on the loose in Forks." Carlisle ended the call.
Putting the phone back in her pocket, Alice turned to look at the unconscious girl before continuing the walk back to her car.
Everything was going to be alright now.
Leah would make it through this.
Alice knew it.
She'd Seen it.
That didn't mean the vampire didn't worry though, and go as fast as she possibly could.
Rolling the over so that Edward was pinned under him, Jacob hissed as their hard-ons brushed against each other's through the material of their pants. His breathing was heavy, his blood boiling, racing through his veins, contrasting against the coolness of Edward's own skin. His wolf howled deep within him, the sound both victorious and needy, urging him onwards as he found himself stumbling to undo the buttons of his vampire's shirt.
Edward groaned, his hands going between their bodies to fight with the button of Jacob's pants.
Suddenly the door flew open, and Paul stormed into the room.
Just like he always did.
Jacob though, was sick of it, and he snarled, standing up from the bed and storming towards the older wolf, grabbing him by his shirt and slamming him against the wall. "Do you want
Paul's muscles spasmed with his fight to keep from shifting, the wolf appearing in his eyes as he pushed Jacob away, straightening his shirt. "Charlie just called. We need to get to the Cullen's home immediately."
All fury left Jacob, and Edward was suddenly by his side.
"Has something happened to my family?"
"No." Paul frowned. "Something's happened to Leah." He looked conflicted, since Leah was a part of what had once been his tribe. "Charlie says that they also found the bodies of two hikers. Both Leah's injury and their death are the work of vampires."
"Rogues." Edward's eyes narrowed.
There hadn't been rogue vampires in Forks since he could remember.
"We're all going to have a meeting at your home, where Carlisle is tending to Leah." Paul continued, heading towards the door. "The pack will want to deal with the vampires themselves but if this happened to Leah something is obviously not right." Paul's hand rested on the doorframe, his back to the boys. "She's supposed to be connected to them, via her mind...how could they not know she was fighting a vampire and that she was injured enough for her body to transform back to human?"
"We're going to find out." Edward promised.
Paul nodded before leaving them. "Hurry up. Rosalie and Bella are downstairs. We're waiting for you."
He then went down the stairs, and could be heard talking to the girls.
Jacob turned to Edward. "Looks like our camping trip is going to have to wait, huh?"
"Just our luck
." Edward sighed as together they headed out of the room.
Jacob had to agree.
The whole world
was apparently trying to cock-block him.