hey guys! sorry we haven't posted since like i don't know actually but for a while! but here is the much requested part two for the deucalion smut/fast and furious smut! also, we're kinda running a bit low on requests.... just ya know, fyi
As you watched Deucalion exit the room in a quiet fury, you collapsed backwards on the rumpled sheets and let yourself be taken to years ago, back to the first time you had met Deucalion. A blessing you had and forever will owe to Talia Hale.
~Flashsback to 17 years ago~
"Y/N, dear, I need you do something for me, something that can only be entrusted to you." Talia spoke to you, quietly and in a tush of breath.
"Of course Talia! What is it that you need? Do I need to protect Derek? Cora? Peter?" You stood up from your meal, you would die for Talia. After all, you practically owed your life to her. But that's a story for another time. She looked at you, assessing what her next words would be and and how you would react to them.
"Well, there is to be a meeting tonight. At the old steel mill factory. I want you to be there. All you need to do is make it there safely and provide me protection, should there be anything bad happening." She said, still searching your face, gauging your reaction. You looked at her in the eyes, and smiled. Of course you would do it!
A while later, you found yourself walking in the rain in the middle of the wilderness. Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't mind it, however this complicated things to no end. The way you had planned to get the steel mill was by scent, but the rain made it all confusing! Everything smelled the same to you, causing you to stumble in the woods, hoping an praying the trees would break and show you the abandoned building. Suddenly, you heard the loudest thunder clap in your entire life. You screamed and fell into the mud, making you not only late but an entire mess as well! You keep trudging through the wet grass and heard a voice.
"What're you doing in the woods all by yourself little girl?" a slightly menacing voice rang through the surrounding tree. It was hard to make out the origin of the voice, what with the heavy rain and trees everywhere.You saw a sudden motion in your peripheral vision and sprang towards it, knocking a man to the earthen floor. You hadn't thought much of it until the tables were turned and he was on top of you. You took a long look at this strange man. He seemed to be quite handsome, lithely built, strong jawline, angular features. What stuck out the most to you was the brilliant red eyes he had. He was one of you. A werewolf. You kept looking at him, watching as his mouth, which were baring sharp canines, slowly close and turn into an expression of awe. You still remember the first words out of his British mouth, "Wow... you're so beautiful..."
~Back to the Present Time~
You blinked the tears out of your eyes, you missed the only Deucalion. The one who would go out of his way just to impress you with some cheesy gesture straight out of a chick flick and take you out every Saturday night, only to wake up next to you the next morning. You sighed and closed your eyes, wishing for flashbacks of the past come and comfort your poor longing heart.