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Jacob brought his hands up and let his fingers feather through Sam’s beautiful hair. Their mouths were joined in a kiss that Sam was dominant over, and Jacob felt Sam shift so that he was on his knees and in between Jacob’s legs. Jacob squeezed his knees tight, hugging Sam’s ribs in a way with them, and moaned deeply into his mouth. 2

He drew a fistful of Sam’s hair and pulled a growl from the man, who brought his own hands forward and gripped onto Jacob’s hips. Though their position should have been awkward (Jacob sitting back on the couch with Sam cradled between his legs) it felt absolutely perfect. And the kiss was the most amazing thing Jacob had ever experienced in his life. 3

Sam pulled his face back and pulled in a deep breath before leaning in and letting his head rest on Jacob’s forehead. “I want you so bad right now, Jacob,” he whispered shaking his head lightly back and forth to rub their skin together. 4

Jacob remained quiet, afraid of what might fly out of his mouth. Instead, he pushed his hips up and rubbed his arousal against Sam’s abdomen, again pulling a sensual growl from the man. Sam pushed into it, snaking his body in a massaging motion, and rubbing Jacob in the most perfect way. “You tell me to back off. Now. Tell me now or not at all,” Sam whispered continuing the slow motion with his lips hovering over Jacobs. “Tell me no.” 5

“I…” Jacob opened his eyes and looked up into the cerulean’s that were staring at him with fire and reached around to cup Sam’s cheek. “I can’t tell you no.” 6

Sam let out a groan that would have easily been construed as coming from a wild cat and pressed into Jacob so hard in knocked the wind out of him. His mouth crashed down and over Jacob’s in a bruising way and his tongue entered his mouth violently. And the pace was perfect for Jacob. He wanted Sam out of control. He wanted to be wanted so badly there was no inhibition and it seemed that was what was happening with Sam. The way his lips moved possessively over Jacob’s, the way his tongue dominated over Jacob’s and the way his body covered Jacob’s in the most fitting and perfect way. It was just as if they were meant to be together and Jacob grew lost in the moment. 7

That was until his tongue lit across one of the sharp points that had appeared during the kiss inside Sam’s mouth. Just as Jacob tasted his own blood in his mouth, Sam suddenly shot back and beat feet to the other side of the room, leaving Jacob alone on the couch, confused and stunned. “Sam? What…? What did I…?” 8

“Fuck,” Sam spat rushing over to the sink and turning on the water. “Fuck. Fuck.” 9

Jacob stood and began crossing the room but stopped when Sam lifted a hand, “Sam, please, talk to me.” 10

“Fuck,” Sam pushed his head into the sink, not bothering to get a glass but let the water run straight from the faucet and into his mouth. He swallowed many mouthfuls before lifting his head and bringing a white towel to his lips. His eyes were shut for a moment but then the lids flipped up, and his gaze set on Jacob. 11

And he was paralyzed. Sam’s eyes were glowing slightly and the pupils were no longer round. They had grown to four points, like stars and they were white instead of black, “Oh, my God, what…?” 12

“Jacob…” Sam whispered through the towel, “Don’t be afraid.” 13

“Sam…” 14

“You’re blood,” Sam said dropping the towel, “Your blood got in my mouth.” 15

“And what?” Jacob was scared but suddenly angry at Sam’s reaction, “It fucking made you sick?” 16

“What?” Sam asked crossing his arms in what appeared to be a comforting motion, as if he were cold or something. “And don’t curse. It sounds ugly from you.” 17

“You spit it out?” Jacob crossed his arms. “Was it that Goddamn disgusting that you had to spit the shit out?” 18

Sam moved so fast that Jacob didn’t even see him coming. Before he could even blink, Jacob was on his back over the soft white area rug and Sam was pressing their hips together tightly. And what Jacob felt up against his pelvis was the straight promise of ‘holy shit, best sex ever’. 19

“Does that feel disgusted to you?” Sam growled lowering his head and letting his mouth latch on to Jacob’s throat. “You don’t think I want your fucking blood in my mouth?” 20

Jacob felt Sam shift his mouth and two sharp points dragged slowly up then back down…21

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