#jacob black

[starofhisheart]

Happy pride to those 5 seconds where Charlie Swan thought Jacob was coming out to him in the most insane way possible

[madeleineengland]

LMAO

[edwardsdeathcabcd]

when bella didn't want to get married at 18 because she saw how her parents' marriage crumbled and she was opposed to the patriarchal nature of the whole institution, and is bitter about it until the moment she is walking down the aisle, but as soon as she's married she realizes that being mrs. cullen is actually the best thing to ever happen to her and she's immediately ecstatic to have a baby with her husband. the way jacob says "you don't even belong to yourself anymore" about imprinting and is repulsed by the very idea, but then when he imprints he realizes it's actually what he was born to do & nothing could make him happier & he leaves everything behind to live with his mate's family. man once you become aware of the mormon agenda present within the twilight saga it is ALL you're aware of lol

[autumnwhisperss]

2000s Forks, the dream small town.

[pervertedaydreams]

ONLY YOU, BABY

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kinktober day 9: somnophilia, riding & overstimulation

pairing: top/seme male reader x imprint! jacob black

premise: after years of pining over bella, jacob unexpectedly imprints on you—and now he's determined to prove he doesn't love her anymore

postscript: how are we feeling about the coloring over the photos? I feel like it doesn't work as well with real-life humans as it does with drawings...should I keep it like this or switch it up when I write about real people characters?? also, I might edit this later since I haven’t given it a thorough proofread yet, so please bear with me if you see any changes made later on.

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it had been around 2 weeks since jacob imprinted on you. 

the whole ordeal had occurred after he got into it with bella and edward. again. it had become a recurring routine for him to butt heads with the vampire in an attempt to stay around bella, who everyone but him realized had no real solid intentions with him.

nobody had the heart to tell him, though, so instead they chose to keep the peace they themselves had with the shapeshifter and say nothing about it. of course, with your luck, you got stuck being the one that had to take a turn at comforting him after the quarrel happened. 

sure, you were used to jacob's stubborn antics at this point, but that didn't make them any less annoying to deal with. you'd think that after running into the same damn wall of bella choosing edward over him, he'd take a hint, yet he never did. and you never had it in you to snap him out of the delusion. that's why right now, you were patting his back and giving small reassuring words while he stayed hunched over, with his head in his hands while sitting next to you. 

"it's alright; she'll realize how much better you are one day," you reassured, really actually saying it more for the sake of the situation rather than to be realistic. you had long given up on trying to open jacob's eyes about how things actually were from an outside perspective, mainly now just focusing on saying whatever was needed to get him back on his feet.

you loved jake, and if lying to him at his most vulnerable state meant keeping him stable and happy, you'd do it till you lost your voice. he didn't need to know that, though. it's not like the feeling was exactly reciprocated with how open he was about his devotion to bella. 

"I don't know (m/n)," jacob groaned into his hands, still too bummed out to actually move from his stance. he let his hands slide upwards and comb through his hair, leaning his head downwards and letting it hang in the process. "she's been with that stonehead for nearly three years now; I'm starting to lose hope in there ever being a reality where she picks me over him."

you internally cringed at his words, resisting the urge to roll your eyes. seriously, how dense could someone be? 'I get being in love can make you blind, but jesus, this is excessive,' you thought to yourself, only visibly letting out a long sigh before leaning your own upper body forward to be at level with jacob and taking hold of his chin, raising it up to meet your gaze.

"regardless of who she chooses, you need to remember that you're an amazing guy that any person would be lucky to have," you softly stated, letting a small smile fall on your lips.

that's when it hit him. the deep, intense feeling that targeted his chest before spreading to the rest of his body. he felt a wave of tranquil euphoria wash through him as he looked into your eyes. suddenly all the small but significant attributes on your face became more noticeable for him, and that gentle, caring stare you were giving him started causing a sensation he only thought possible to feel for one girl to fill his stomach. 

ah, so this is what it felt like. 

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after that day, you noticed jacob starting to act...peculiar towards you. if you tried going over to him and making conversation, he'd go beat red and immediately make an excuse to get away. during patrol breaks when he and the other shapeshifters were lounging around, the instant you'd enter a room he was also in, they'd start making obnoxious noises before sam shut them up. he'd also begin to keep tabs on you. even though he wasn't talking to you, he'd check up on your whereabouts while in wolf form, silently stalking you before leaving to go complete his own missions.

it was all so odd. now it seemed like you were the only one unaware of what was going on while everyone around you seemed to have caught on centuries ago. you didn't bother thinking too hard about it, though. aside from all the recent weird behavior, it seemed that jake had miraculously lost his long-lasting crush on bella. he no longer seemed interested in going out of his way to see her, focusing more on his wolf pack duties and hanging around the tribe's circle—especially hanging around you.

one day when you were able to catch him before he ran away again, you brought up that change in him you'd recently noticed. "you know," you chirped, looking up at the sky before continuing your sentence. you were too enthralled by the clouds to take note of jacob's hazy stare. if it were possible for shapeshifters to, he'd swear he almost went into heat every time he hung around you too long. it didn't help that he naturally had an exceedingly high body temperature, so really, being in close proximity to you didn't make things any easier. 

"I'm surprised you don't pay bella as much attention anymore. since, like, you're obsessed with her and stuff." you chuckled, smiling to yourself while your eyes shifted between different clouds. the mention of bella and jacob's feelings for her made his heart drop to his abdomen. right. you still believed he was in love with her. 

"uh, yeah," he muttered out, his gaze shooting down to meet the ground beneath you two. "I think I'm just starting to lose the crush. haven’t really been thinking about her much as of recently."

you let out a hum in response, keeping your view glued to the sky. an awkward silence started to build around you both, so you decided to leave the topic alone and switch to something more digestible instead. but as you continued to pursue the conversation with jacob, you failed to realize that your mentions of bella caused something to become very clear in his mind. 

he needed to prove to you he was over her.

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the shapeshifter started to brew a plan that made you realize there was nothing going on between him and the human girl anymore. he even went through with making notes and such to brainstorm ideas that could help get the message across. 

during patrol you were all he could think about. ever since he began working towards a plan, you'd gained an even bigger place in his head than before. and that was a problem for the rest of the pack, especially during the period they were in wolf form and could hear his every thought.

"dude, your thoughts are starting to get annoying to deal with," barked out paul, giving jacob a mean growl through his wolf form. "if you're not going to do anything about your feelings, stop making us victims of them."

jacob was about to snap at his companion until an idea dawned on him. he needed to do something. you were never going to get the message if all he did was ponder about it.

the moment patrol ended, he ran to your house while still in his shifted form, only retreating back to his human figure once he was in front of the establishment. the man was completely naked, not having considered shielding himself before booking it for your place. he went around the house to where your room was located, noticing you'd left your window open. 

bingo.

as he pulled himself through the open segment of your home, he quietly landed on the floor of your room. you were sound asleep, not a single sign of you waking up being present. he gently trod over to your bed, slowly climbing in to best avoid any vigorous movement from your mattress.

he lightly peeled the blanket covering you off, sliding his hands down where your shorts and briefs were covering your lower half. pulling them down, your soft cock was revealed. wrapping a hand around your dick, he leaned his face lower to spit on it, using the saliva as a lubricant to make jerking you off easier. by this point you were starting to shuffle around a bit, not fully awake, but not exactly far from it. 

your shaft started hardening in jacob's hand, his movements causing you to gain an erection even through sleep. he moved his head to be inches from your cock, licking a line up a vein that decorated the side of it and earning a low groan from you. afterwards he pulled back his head, inserting his index and ring fingers in his mouth as he wet them. he sucked on them until drool accumulated and leaked from the corners of his mouth. after he got them wet enough, he pulled them out of his oral cavity, placing his arm behind his back and aligning his finger with his hole, slowly using them to stretch himself open. 

a small whimper left his mouth as a result of the stretch his fingers caused. he pumped the digits into himself while going back to your dick, making it his goal to get you completely hard. as his hand started gliding up and down your shaft faster, you started breathing harder, your oxygen intake becoming more rigid. 

you eventually blinked your eyes open, becoming officially awakened from your slumber. looking around, you could barely make any sense of the situation before you. jacob was butt-naked on his knees, arched over and fingering himself while jerking you off with his other hand. were you actually awake? 

the opportunity to wrap your head around the situation at hand was short-lived, however, as a guttural moan left your mouth when you attempted to ask the other male what he was doing, the pleasure of his hand butchering your effort for words. he looked up at you, his actions not halting in the slightest.

"oh, you're awake," he whispered, a strain accompanying his words. his own attempts to get words out, though successful, came out a bit unnatural due to voice's instability because of him pleasuring himself. 

you wanted to take another go at speaking, but jacob cut you off from it. "at least you're conscious for the best part," he teased, standing upright on the bed before crawling over to be on top of your frame. you were too drowsy for this. falling into sleep had been the last thing you remembered, and now you had been awakened by your best friend trying to fuck himself on you.

with your mind still foggy, you didn't take any initiative to get the man off you, letting him place his hands on your chest and lower himself onto your cock. an audible whine left his throat; even through closed lips, the stretch of your dick was too much for him. the two measly fingers he'd prepped himself with were basically useless at the moment. 

feeling your cock being swallowed into his tight, warm walls, you throw your head back. a ragged moan escaped your mouth, with no attempts to keep your voice down being made. you had completely forgotten that your parents were still under the same roof as you and could possibly hear something if too much noise was made. jacob, being the only one who seemed to remember this, slapped a hand over your mouth, muffling your moans while beginning to ride you.

"hahh-shit, you're gonna g-get us caught," he breathed out, trying to keep his voice as low as possible. it'd be bad for the both of you if anyone walked in on the scene. that didn't stop him from continuing his actions, though, rocking his hips and swaying them in circles around your cock.

you kept making noise through his palm, a stream of muffled moans being heard throughout the room. hopefully the sounds you were making didn't travel past it. your eyes began rolling to the back of your head as your release neared you. it was almost impossible to not finish fast when jake was the one whose walls you were in.

he was so warm. his body temperature made holding off on cumming near impossible. the sweat that was prickling through your skin in response to his physique's heat was nothing compared to how good your dick felt nestled inside him.

you tried informing jacob you were going to cum, but with his firm hand still blocking your mouth, all you could do was let some more groans leave you before your eyes rolled back, flooding his walls with all of your load. 

jake let out a groan at the feeling of you filling up, purposely avoiding making any unnecessary movements that could lead to your semen leaking out of him whilst still chasing his high. by now you were borderline overstimulated, with your fresh-off-an-orgasm cock still being used for the other males' own pleasure.

your frame started to shake as his movements got harder, the creak of your mattress echoing throughout the walls of the room. after a few more seconds, jacob followed your lead and came too, ropes of cum spurting out onto both your bellies as he breathed heavily.

he let himself fall onto you, his full body weight on top of yours, while the both of you took a moment to catch your breath. all you could think about, though, during the period was how warm he felt. you could almost doze off and fall back asleep with how cozy he was.

moving your hands lower to grasp both of jake's hips, you gently lifted them upward to take your now soft cock out of him. he let out a disappointed groan from this, as your fluids started leaking down his thighs, but you didn't let it stop you from proceeding. 

after having pulled out, you wrapped your arms around the other male, firmly cuddling him as you two relaxed into each other's touch. you were about to let the situation end like that and ask questions later, fluttering your eyes closed with the intention of going back to your slumber, with jake accompanying you this time, until—

creak. the sound of a door from another room in the house opening was followed by your father's voice telling your mom he was just going to check up on you out of concern for the "random noises" they heard.

fuck.

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[sethsclearwater]

˗ˏˋ kinktober day four ˎˊ˗

synopsis: "just the tip" and full nelson with jacob

warnings: p in v smut, real big creampie, full nelson

word count: 1.52k

[kinktober masterlist]

"nice and easy sweet girl," jake cooed as he held your hips with one hand, his other hand guiding his cock to nudge against your entrance. the feeling of his tip breaching your entrance had you whining and sitting up to escape the stretch, but jake's hand remained firm on your hip.

you'd just started getting used to the feeling of him in cowgirl and missionary when he threw a new twist at you - reverse cowgirl. "jake i can't-" you whimpered, looking over your shoulder at him only to see his eyes softening at he looked up at you.

he honestly wasn't all that concerned about you being able to take him from this angle; he knew you could, but he was more than aware that you'd need a hell of a lot of coaxing to figure that out yourself.

"just the tip, yea, sweet girl?" he smiled up at you, his pointer finger reaching down from your hip to press down on your clit, the action resulting in you letting out a shaky breath, desperately trying to keep yourself up so you wouldn't take more than the tip of his cock on accident.

jake absolutely could've been doing more to support you and keep you in place but he figured you'd eventually give in and start to slide down his cock - whether it was because of the burning in your thighs or because of the pleasure coursing through you, either way, he knew he'd be getting what he wanted.

"so good for me," he cooed, rubbing tight, slow circles against your clit that had you whining and sliding your hands over your thighs in a desperate attempt to gain some control back, "already drippin' down me, sweet girl," he mused, his gaze dropping down to where your pussy was throbbing around the tip of his cock, your nectar glistening as it rolled down his cock.

a quiet whine escaped your lips as he rolled your nub between his fingers, "such a smart girl," he praised, and you suddenly became much more aware of the fire deep in your womb, spreading more and more as your orgasm built, "gettin' me all nice and wet so you can take me," he hummed in approval as another gush of your slick came rolling down his cock.

"jake-" you whimpered, voice catching in a whine when he applied a bit more pressure to your nerves, the action providing just enough stimulation to have your orgasm creeping up on you, "jake please-" you begged, fingers tightening against your thighs as you fought to keep yourself upright as the pleasure tightened deep in your core, threatening to snap at any moment.

"just like that sweet girl - let it out for me," jake encouraged, applying a bit more pressure to your clit that had your thighs shaking as you came. a loud moan escaped your lips, your orgasm washing over you in waves as your thighs gave out.

jake took full advantage of the situation, continuing to gently rub at your clit to work you through your orgasm as he helped you sink down his cock the rest of the way. your walls throbbed around him as you rode your orgasm out, and, if you weren't so lost in your own pleasure, the stretch of having him so deep inside you would've burned more than you could handle.

instead, the stretch faded to the back of your mind as the pleasure washed through you, the waves slowly fading in intensity as you came back to him.

jake slid one hand over your naval, the other sliding up your chest to roll one of your nipples between his fingers as he eased you backwards, "my good girl," he murmured when your back met his chest, your belly bulging against his hand from how tightly his cock had been nestled in your canal in response to the new position.

the more you came back to your senses, the more you became aware of the way he had molded your canal to a shape perfect for his cock, "jake," you whined, movements slow and groggy as you tried to roll off of him and find some reprieve from the gradually intensifying stretch.

jake held you in place, his hands sliding down your thighs until he found the backs of them, "take a deep breath sweet girl, let me do the work," he murmured, tugging your thighs back until they pressed tight against your chest, giving him all the leverage he needed to have you completely at his mercy despite him being underneath you.

"oh my god," you whined, head dropping back against jake's chest when he pulled his cock back, drawing his hips into the bed until only the tip remained, giving you only a moment's reprieve before he was sheathing himself back inside you, his cock punching all the air out of your lungs.

you swore you could feel him in your throat, every part of you molding to better fit for him and him only. by the time he was done with you, you were confident you'd only know his name with the way he had you melting around him.

moans and whines began falling from your lips as he held you tight, balled up against his chest, your pussy completely exposed and at his mercy as he bullied his cock in and out of your channel.

"oh fuck jake i-" you gasped when he hinged his hips to push just that much deeper into you, kissing your swollen and pink cervix, ripe just waiting for his seed to coat her.

"jus' gotta lay here and take it, sweet girl," jake's voice had gotten significantly tighter since his cock had fully sheathed in your pussy. you numbly nodded along, trying to relax back into him, but every punch of his cock against your cervix had you jolting in pleasure.

"gonna cum in you, paint this pussy white so everyone knows she's mine," jake gritted out, his thrusts increasing in tempo and roughness as he battered your hole, both of you running out of breath as he fucked you within an inch of your life.

"oh you like that," he let out a dark chuckle when your walls fluttered around him at his words. you managed to focus your eyes for just a few seconds, looking down at your belly, between your spread thighs that were pinned to your chest, to see a distinctly jake-sized bulge shifting in your belly, appearing in time with his thrusts.

"you want that? want everyone to see just how good i'm fucking you? want them to see how pretty your pussy looks with my cum stuffed in you?" you couldn't manage a coherent response, though the way your toes were curling and the loud moan that escaped your lips told him all he needed to know.

"fuck i'll take a picture when i'm done with you, show everyone just how well i fill you up," jake gritted out, his hands tightening their grip on your thighs to pin you even closer to him. his balls tightened, drawing up as your womb throbbed, both of you teetering on the edge of orgasm.

"jake please-" you gasped out, tears rolling down your cheeks and thighs in response to the onslaught of sensory overload - all you knew was you needed to cum and have jake fall over that edge with you.

you mind chanted his name over and over until it was all that was left, your world whiting out as you came undone rather suddenly, your entire body tightening as the pleasure hit you like a freight train.

if you thought your earlier orgasm was strong, you couldn't have been more wrong. being pinned against jake as you came forced you to succumb to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you, his thrusts somehow picking up as he chased his own release.

it didn't take him long, and he was a man of his word, his cock shooting ropes of his release into your channel, the sheer volume of it combined with jake's heavy cock forcing some of it to seep out of you and down your ass and onto his naval.

"take it all," jake groaned as he rode out his orgasm, rolling his hips against yours as his release slowed from a stream to a trickle.

you rolled your head into the crook of his neck, whining as his grip on your thighs softened. his fingers gently massage the muscles there, helping you unclench them, before he was slowly lowering them back down so your legs could rest on either side of his.

"did such a good job takin' me," jake murmured, his warm, calloused hands sliding over your belly to hold you close to him. one hand gently ran over your naval to feel the still present bulge there even as his cock softened inside you.

you hummed, glowing from his praise as he pressed his lips to your temple, "i love you," he whispered, gently squeezing you a bit tighter to him.

you giggled, tilting your head up to press a kiss to his cheek, "i love you too."

[sharkfinsoap]

[bked0n-lorazepam]

"When Is It Done?" j. black Oneshot

Summary (Smut): Jacob Black is in a rut. And it's a bad one this season. Poor you, having to fix his problems for him, like always.

Warnings: Vulgar language, oral and fingering (female receiving), penetration, riding, scent kink, knotting, slight overstimulation, slight edging, mommy kink at the end, begging, slight dacryphilia, rutting, mating season, unestablished relationship, nesting, breeding kink

A/N: I headcanon that Jacob Black is a SLUT for some good ole fashioned breeding

“Don’t. Please, just.. Just open the door.” He panted, his arm resting against the doorframe. His eyes were drowning in tears and something you couldn’t name.

Uncomfortableness? Distaste? Pain? 

“I’m..I’m not even supposed to be here. Billy, he- my dad, he told me–” He licked his red lips. They were puffy, swollen, bloodied. It was like he was chewing on them out of hunger or something. “He said it would be a bad idea. That I should just.. Ride it out.” 

The way he stared at you, his eyes devoured yours. It was like if he looked away, you’d disappear.

Sweat dripped down his forehead and his tears dripped down his cheeks and onto the wood flooring on your porch, leaving wet stains at your feet. 

His chest rose up and down in shallow breaths, the muscles in his arms flexed as though it was painful. It was now you had realized that he was sweating through his white tank top.

It was completely soaked and stuck to his tan skin, his abs tensed with each inhale, and the more you stared, the more his breathing would stutter. His black sweatpants seemed normal, although you could probably guess that they were damp with sweat too. 

“P-please, baby.” He whined and more tears streamed down his face. 

Oh. That’s new. This is so different from his usual ignorance. 

Usually, he’s attitude filled, arrogant. He ignores whatever advice or opinion you have. Usually, he’s rude. 

Now, he’s needy. Begging at your feet to enter your home. Pleading for your mercy and your touch. Jacob Black is filled with–

Hunger. The same thing in his eyes.

“Please. Just, just touch me. Talk-talk to me. Say something, anything. I’ll… I’ll be so good for you.” He sniffled, his fist clenching and his nails digging into his palms like he needs to distract himself from some kind of pain.

“I’ll-I’ll be a good boy. I’ll do anything you tell me, any-anything you want. Please, p-please, please. Just touch me.” 

And that is how you got to where you were now.

Pressed against your hallway wall as Jacob tore his shirt off and kissed your jaw feverishly.

His hands clawed at your pajamas, his fingers making their way under your shirt and slowly dragging themselves up your sides, causing goosebumps to raise on your skin.

He mouthed at your neck like he was starving and he breathed in your scent. It was faint, but he could smell your perfume. The sweet smell of roses and the soft smell of coconut milk. It always made him crazy.

The first time his and your parents introduced you both to each other, you were just children.

Freshly starting middle school, barely starting puberty. It was the end of summer and you were helping your parents move into the neighborhood, moving boxes and going up and down stairs. It was hot outside, and you were sweating like crazy.

When he first picked up hints of your scent when his dad made him shake your hand, he knew you were going to be a problem for him.

And then he caught the smell of your perfume on his hand when he went home, and he realized he needed to ask his dad why his stomach felt like it was eating itself. 

“Can you, can you take this off? Please, I-I can’t, I don’t-” He was a total mess. You pitied him. His hands climbed out from under your shirt and he tugged on it, barely backing away from you to let you take it off.

When you took it off and your bra, his hands and lips were immediately back on your skin like they belonged there. 

“Jacob, honey, slow down.” Your eyes fluttered when his teeth scraped against your sternum. He made sure his lips touched everything they could as his head dipped lower, catching your breast in his mouth.

You gasped and your hand instinctively reached up to grab his hair. He groaned and a spark blew up in his stomach. He sucked harder, lapping at your nipple like if he sucked it enough, it’d produce milk.

His hips rutted up into yours without thinking and his eyes rolled back into his head when you gasped.

He detached from your nipple with a pop, his lips puffy and covered in drool. 

Jacob dropped to his knees and kissed his way down your chest and to the waist of your pajama pants, his fingers hooking into the waistband of it and your underwear.

“Please, ma’am? Can I please eat you out?” He kissed just below your belly button and looked up at you, tears brimming his sweet brown eyes once again. “I’ll be so good for you.”

He looked at you like you hung the stars. You honestly didn’t even know if he could see anymore with all of the tears puddling up in his eyes.

It took your breath away, made your heart beat faster. All you could do was nod and let him take the reins. 

Your clothes were off before you even realized he moved. You were completely bare to his eyes, and now it was his turn to have no words. 

You were beautiful. 

His hands rubbed softly up and down your legs while he stared at you, admired you. Could this be love? 

He didn’t want to think about it too much when he could just enjoy the moment. And enjoy it he did.

Jacob licked a stripe up your center and groaned– no. He growled. He needed more of you. 

His head made its way between your thighs, and you clenched them around his face. You didn’t mean to, but when you tried to spread your legs, his hands grabbed your outer thighs and put them right back where they were.

If he was going to die, he wanted it to be this way.

His head moved up and down your heat, his tongue catching on your clit and sucking on it harshly. It was your turn to cry, and you’d sob any time his lips wrapped around your bud. 

Your sounds were like if angels reached inside his head and pulled out the song he loves and made it come from you. You were the best thing he had ever had in his grasp.

But he felt like he wasn’t close enough to you. 

You, on the other hand, were quite close. Your chest was heaving up and down, and the coil in your belly was starting to tighten. “Jake, I’m so close. Please, I’m-”

His hands wrapped around your legs and he pulled them onto his shoulders, making you lock your legs behind his head. His hands moved to your ass and lifted you up on his shoulders against the wall while he stood.

That was your breaking point. You screamed while his tongue dipped as far as he could reach it into your hole and the coil snapped. You slouched over his head and panted, fingers tight in his hair while he continued to lick you clean. 

Jacob didn’t stop. In fact, he only quickened his pace.

He breathed your scent in like it was air, drank you like you were water, ate you like you were his last meal. No matter how many times you tried to push his head away, he only pushed you against the wall more and lapped at you like you were nectar gifted to him from the gods.

His face was soaked in your slick, eyes still draining with hot tears, and he kept moaning.

If anything, it was like he got more pleasure out of this than you did. Every time he could feel your walls clench against his tongue, his hips bucked into the hair and he whimpered.

He wouldn’t stop and couldn’t stop. He needed you. He needed everything you could give him. 

“J-jake, no more.” You almost couldn’t finish your sentence when he whined out a sob and pulled you impossibly closer, burying his tongue as far into your hole as he could.

You were starting to see white again, and you felt like your voice was ripped out of you when you threw your head back and came, grinding against his face and pulling him closer. 

Your eyes opened and suddenly you were on your back on your bed in your room and he was ripping off his tank top and rushing his sweatpants off of his body.

His grey boxer briefs were soaked with pre-cum in the front and his bulge looked like it was about to rip open the fabric. 

You bit your lip and stared back at his eyes, and he searched through yours. His eyes were filled with a fire that could never be put out.

They drank in every inch of you, your body, and your soul. He could see you.

“Here. Let–let me help you.” He suddenly went to the drawers under your bed and pulled out all of the extra blankets you’d use in the harsh winters. You tilted your head, muttering a soft ‘what?’

He could smell you on them. Your perfume, your shower products. Everything. He could smell you everywhere in your room and it intoxicated him.

Jacob surrounded you in the blankets and your pillows, your clothes from your closet and hampers and his clothes, trapping you in a… a nest of fabrics. Fabrics that were yours and his. 

This was where he wanted to be forever. With you, surrounded by you. With you there, too. 

He looked at you with his chest puffed, sniffling and breathing hard. Inspecting the sheets and making sure they were where they should be.

It made you laugh, how much time he had just taken into making this pile of sheets. He looked at you in confusion, and tilted his head to match yours.

Jacob Black looked like a sweet puppy who was so very lost. 

“Come here.” You called, reaching your arms out. If he had a tail, it would definitely be wagging.

He crawled into the bed, careful not to mess up any of the sheets, climbed on top of you, and kissed you. 

He was gentle, his hand rested softly against your throat, and tender. After practically throwing you against the wall, he was so delicate. Jacob pulled away, a worried look on his face.

“Are.. are you sure you want this? I won’t be able to stop.” 

“So don’t stop.” You put your hands on his chest and kissed his jaw. “I want everything you’re willing to give me.”

He was out of his boxers soon after.

Jacob rubbed a careful finger against your slit and you hissed. It felt so good, too good. You held him closer to you and rested your head on the side of his neck and mouthed at it. 

He sighed and slipped his middle finger inside of you with ease, pushing in and pulling out. He kept it up for a minute before adding another finger, and another. You were whining into his ear now, rocking back and forth against his hand. 

“Jacob..” You whispered, and a shiver ran down his spine. He pulled his hand away and you chased it before he moved his fingers to his mouth and sucked, gazing into your eyes while he did.

He licked them clean and interlocked his fingers with yours with his other hand. His lips caught yours again, and he reached down and tapped your thigh.

You spread your legs and wrapped them around his waist, sighing into his mouth. He grabbed his cock, lining it up with your hole. You pulled away from him and rested your head on his shoulder, softly biting it. He waited for the go ahead, and you nodded. 

He started with the tip, slowly pushing it in. You moaned and bit harder, which caused a guttural groan to come from his chest.

He rocked his hips back and forth to let you get used to the stretch of his head before he went deeper, slowly pushing it in further, and constantly pulling back to the tip when he’d get further.

You didn’t even notice him bottoming out until he stayed there, softly grinding his hips into yours.

You were drooling all over his shoulder, eyes rolled to the back of your head, tongue lolled out and panting. 

He chuckled when he felt you moan something almost incomprehensible against his skin, something along the lines of “deeper.”

Kissing the side of your head, he almost completely slipped out, and you gave him your first whine of the night.

At least, until he shoved himself right back inside, this time, finally thrusting in and out of you. 

It completely took your breath away and you couldn’t do anything other than look at his back muscles while he pounded into you like an animal.

He didn’t stop, and only sped up more and more as he growled, groaned, and whimpered. You were almost too fucked out to notice, but you did feel that it was harder for him to bottom out completely when he pounded into you. He got whinier, his voice broke more, and his hips were starting to stutter.

You had moved yourself to look at your stomach and saw the giant bulge from his cock moving in and out. He was so deep it felt like he was rearranging your guts and almost hitting your cervix, just how you wanted him. You had looked further down and finally saw it.

There was a swelling bump at the base of his cock and it was growing. And that definitely made you come to your senses.

“Jacob, baby, slow down.” 

He cried out, hips stuttering as he did what you said, although not stopping.

“When you said..you were just gonna ride it out.. Whatever it is. Did you fail to mention that you were in a rut? And that that’s why your father told you not to come here?” You gritted your teeth and pulled his hair to look at you, and he gasped and licked his lips.

“I..I need you so badly. I can’t go another season without your lips on mine. I–I should have told you, a–and I understand if you hate me. But please–” His voice broke and the tears were back, and his hips humped against yours, his bottom lip quivering and his cock twitching inside of you. “Please. Let me breed you.”

You put your hands on his shoulders and flipped him over so that he was under you. Jacob huffed out a sigh of relief when you straddled him and locked your legs around his waist.

You clawed your nails down his chest and his abs until you reached the base of his dick and lifted yourself up to line it back into you. He moaned and gripped his hands onto your hips and sobbed, pathetically trying to put himself back inside of you. 

You slowly lowered yourself down onto him, holding back your moans.

He was vocal for you, though. Telling you he was going to be so good and that you wouldn’t regret it. When you reached his knot, you didn’t immediately put it in, and instead slowly bounced up and down while he cried.

You were already almost at another climax, and you rubbed your finger against your clit quickly and clenched against him while you dragged yourself up and down.

“Please, please just put it in.” He pleaded.

“Beg for it.” 

“Please, please, please. I’ll be such a good boy. I’ll be so good for you, so good for you, mommy.” Oh.

“Just let me treat you right, please just give me a chance, let me fuck you. Mommy, mommy please I need it so bad– I need you so bad. Only you, only you can make me feel good. Please, mommy.” 

He choked when you slammed down from the tip to the knot and came around him, and he hit his own climax.

He was so loud that you had to cover his mouth with your hand while you slapped your other hand around yours and moaned.

Your legs were shaking and eventually gave out, and you fell against his body while he kept going. His load didn’t stop once, and he bred you as he promised.

He filled you up completely, and if it hadn’t been for his knot, he would’ve had it dripping out of you and all over your bed.

You nestled against his chest and he wrapped his arms around you, playing with your hair.

“I can’t wait to shower after this.” You sighed and closed your eyes, your cunt still pulsing against his cock. He let out a laugh that reverberated through his chest and smiled sweetly at you.

“Yeah, you’re not leaving this room until my knot is settled and my rut is done.” 

You lifted your head and propped yourself up with your hands on his chest, an eyebrow raised. “When is it done?”

“Baby, it just started.”