Werewolf drabble v. 2.0
Thursday, June 12th, 2008 09:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tsaikoOkay, I was hoping to get more done tonight, but we got off campus late. This means we got home late. Oh well. And tomorrow there's a party in another city we're going to so no writing. You guys will have to settle with these two fragments until I can get something churned out tomorrow in between work and doing literature searches.
Suspendisbelief: Does Jesse ever get jealous of Puppy?
Jesse noticed that on the mornings after he turned, he almost always woke up in his own house. Sometimes on the bed, sometimes on the rug in front of the fireplace, sometimes on the floor beside the bed, and on those nights when it was warm enough on the porch out front. Gene wasn't always next to him, but he was always near.
The only place Jesse never found him was in his bed.
This morning he woke up to find Gene curled up in a bunch of old blankets, pressed against his side. That was another thing. Gene never took the blankets off of his bed or the pillows either. If Jesse moved and woke Gene up, Gene would pull away. He didn't think Gene was shy. Not the way he spoke of what he did with the werewolf. Which meant that Gene pulled away because it was him.
He'd never thought he'd be... jealous of his other half, but Jesse was discovering a lot of things about himself when it came to Gene. He wasn't sure that he liked it.
There was only one thing to do about it. Jesse disentangled himself from Gene, picked him up, and dropped him on the bed. Gene let out an undignified yelp and nearly rolled off.
"What are you doing?"
"Move over," Jesse replied. Gene was just staring up at him with confused brown eyes. "Over. Now."
Gene scooted until he was pressed against the wall. He gave Jesse a wary look. Jesse ignored it in favor of laying down on his own bed, grabbing the blankets at the foot, and pulling them up. Then he reached over and yanked Gene down beside him.
"Jesse..."
"It's too early to fight," Jesse said. He arranged Gene until he was satisfied, and Gene let him. "Go back to sleep. In a bed this time. You're going to kill your back sleeping on the floor."
"Fine," Gene huffed. "But I'm already awake so I'll probably get up in a few minutes." Jesse grunted in reply.
Within seconds, both of them had drifted back off to sleep.
Dameange: do they ever have sex while jesse is in human form?
It was their wedding night.
Gene still couldn't believe it. They were married. For as long as love shall last, I will ease your pain, share your laughter, carry your burdens, temper your anger, share your dreams, hold your heart and honor these vows. That's the vows they'd repeated under the circle of oaks. But what if there wasn't love to begin with?
"You look nervous."
"I'm not." Gene winced and Jesse raised an eyebrow. His denial hadn't sounded the least bit convincing.
Fingers touched the back of his neck. It was almost soothing. "It's not like you haven't done this before."
"It's different." Being with Puppy was different. When Gene was with the werewolf there was absolutely no doubt in his mind he was wanted. With Jesse all he had was doubts. "It just is."
"Would it help..." Jesse whispered. Gene shivered as warm breath brushed across his ear. "... if I was on bottom?"
"Um."
Jesse walked over to the bed and laid down on his stomach. With his shirt off. In nothing but a pair of very well worn pants. Gene felt his mouth go dry and his legs go shaky. Jesse looked back over his shoulder and gave Gene a challenging look.
"Well?"
Gene had never moved across a room so fast in his life.
I also intend to write about Gene moving in, Jesse agreeing to marry Gene (which is just a barrel LOLs), and Gene realizing he's fallen hard for Jesse. Any other requests?
Suspendisbelief: Does Jesse ever get jealous of Puppy?
Jesse noticed that on the mornings after he turned, he almost always woke up in his own house. Sometimes on the bed, sometimes on the rug in front of the fireplace, sometimes on the floor beside the bed, and on those nights when it was warm enough on the porch out front. Gene wasn't always next to him, but he was always near.
The only place Jesse never found him was in his bed.
This morning he woke up to find Gene curled up in a bunch of old blankets, pressed against his side. That was another thing. Gene never took the blankets off of his bed or the pillows either. If Jesse moved and woke Gene up, Gene would pull away. He didn't think Gene was shy. Not the way he spoke of what he did with the werewolf. Which meant that Gene pulled away because it was him.
He'd never thought he'd be... jealous of his other half, but Jesse was discovering a lot of things about himself when it came to Gene. He wasn't sure that he liked it.
There was only one thing to do about it. Jesse disentangled himself from Gene, picked him up, and dropped him on the bed. Gene let out an undignified yelp and nearly rolled off.
"What are you doing?"
"Move over," Jesse replied. Gene was just staring up at him with confused brown eyes. "Over. Now."
Gene scooted until he was pressed against the wall. He gave Jesse a wary look. Jesse ignored it in favor of laying down on his own bed, grabbing the blankets at the foot, and pulling them up. Then he reached over and yanked Gene down beside him.
"Jesse..."
"It's too early to fight," Jesse said. He arranged Gene until he was satisfied, and Gene let him. "Go back to sleep. In a bed this time. You're going to kill your back sleeping on the floor."
"Fine," Gene huffed. "But I'm already awake so I'll probably get up in a few minutes." Jesse grunted in reply.
Within seconds, both of them had drifted back off to sleep.
Dameange: do they ever have sex while jesse is in human form?
It was their wedding night.
Gene still couldn't believe it. They were married. For as long as love shall last, I will ease your pain, share your laughter, carry your burdens, temper your anger, share your dreams, hold your heart and honor these vows. That's the vows they'd repeated under the circle of oaks. But what if there wasn't love to begin with?
"You look nervous."
"I'm not." Gene winced and Jesse raised an eyebrow. His denial hadn't sounded the least bit convincing.
Fingers touched the back of his neck. It was almost soothing. "It's not like you haven't done this before."
"It's different." Being with Puppy was different. When Gene was with the werewolf there was absolutely no doubt in his mind he was wanted. With Jesse all he had was doubts. "It just is."
"Would it help..." Jesse whispered. Gene shivered as warm breath brushed across his ear. "... if I was on bottom?"
"Um."
Jesse walked over to the bed and laid down on his stomach. With his shirt off. In nothing but a pair of very well worn pants. Gene felt his mouth go dry and his legs go shaky. Jesse looked back over his shoulder and gave Gene a challenging look.
"Well?"
Gene had never moved across a room so fast in his life.
I also intend to write about Gene moving in, Jesse agreeing to marry Gene (which is just a barrel LOLs), and Gene realizing he's fallen hard for Jesse. Any other requests?
