Flirting with disaster

It was so fucking hard to pull away. All Qhuinn wanted to do was sink into his warmth again, feel his body around hers as they got reacquainted in every way possible. And she would have too, she totally would have thrown common sense out the window and let instict take over if it hadn’t been for that blood on her fingers. It was a rude slam back into reality, for him too she was sure, but probably for the best. “No..that was really inappropriate. But thank you” She smiled gently, before getting to work.

“It’s okay. Life led us both in different directions, those things happen. But..I never forget either Jason. You, or everything that we shared. I’ve always thought about you, and hoped that you were safe and happy” Qhuinn whispered, going as tenderly as she could around the worst of the wounds. “You’re going to need stitches on a few of these, but I have some of those liquid ones here. They should hold fine.” She informed him, as she cleaned the final cut. “You can take a shower if you want? There’s some men’s clothes in the room that’ll probably fit you. I’ll make us some sandwiches” Qhuinn got to her feet then and made a move to back away, but apparently not before leaning close to breathe him in once again. “I missed you so much…”

Jason’s expression twisted a bit at the mention of happiness, indicating that perhaps he hadn’t been doing such a swell job on that --or safety. Hence why he was having to be taken care of..but again, everything at its own pace. He made an effort to smile nonetheless, even when she happened to brush ever so gently against his wound, and nodded..controling his breathing. “..I’ll take it. Thank you, sweetheart..and sorry. You know, for bringin’ this whole mess on ya..” he mumbled, feeling his lips tighten at the final dab, and relaxing, eyebrows perking up at the mention of a shower.

Right..why would he choose to remember that one thing now? The time they...the hunter shook his head promptly, convinced that if he hadn’t bleed himself to death hours ago chances are he would be blushing right about now. Before he had made up his mind about the right thing, though, he found himself inches apart from Qhuinn’s gorgeous face..and it all pretty much went out the window. “Join me?..” he blurted out, skimming one of his digits along her jaw, her bottom lip.. “I’m hungry..but I’m willin’ to wait for a sandwich if you join me in that shower..”

Qhuinn knew she shouldn’t have been doing this. He was injured, for fuck’s sake, and didn’t need her crawling all over him. Plus, in all of the years since they had seen each other, he could have been seeing someone. Married even. She was selfish to be taking advantage of such a situation..but she couldn’t help it. His scent, his taste, the feel of him.. It was all so familiar yet at the same time brand new, after so many years. And Qhuinn wanted more..as much as he was willing to give her. 

When Jason’s hand moved under the threadbare shirt that she had treasured all this time, the wolf let out a soft whimper. She was ready to pull the thing over her head, followed by his own, when a slight sticky dampness was felt against her overheated skin. Blood..his blood. The sensation slammed her back into reality, as she pulled back with a gasp. “Sorry… I’m so sorry Jason. That was..really inappropriate. I just… It’s been so long, and I missed you. I really missed you.. But..” Qhuinn licked her lips, letting out a shuddering breath as she tasted him anew. “I’m sorry” She repeated, her face still closed to his as she brushed her thumbs along his cheekbones.

“We really need to get you cleaned up, and I need to look you over. Then I’ll fix us something to eat and..we can talk” Qhuinn pressed one more gentle kiss to his lips, then shifted back and began to clean the blood from his face and hands.

Jason was all instinct at this point. The sensations, the heat of her mouth against his and those hands, running every inch of his skin..it wasn’t a bad way to go at all, and for a second, the hunter felt closer to that than he had ever felt before...until a flash, followed by intense but momentary pain, tore him back to reality, eyes staring up confused at a very conflicted Qhuinn. “..it’s okay.” he tried to mumble, smiling a bit as he slowly caught up with things. With what had happened before the cabin..and his..whatever this had been. He felt himself wanting to kiss her again and just..hold her, but even he had to admit she was right about one thing. He couldn’t just stay like this.

Pushing himself up best as he could, the human rolled up his shirt and returned the peck to his lips..trying to keep the noises at the bare minimum whilst she set herself at work. "I regret not havin’ looked for you..” he tried to say, “..I mean, I’m not even sure if this is..some kind of wicked dream I’m gonna wake up from..but I missed you too..I fuck, I never forgot..” His thoughts went to a thing he should’ve had in mind and for a second, that made him stall a bit, wincing at the brush of that cloth. Quinten. Turns out perhaps they had more to talk about than they thought.

‘You know me, the queen of multitasking’ Qhuinn chuckled. She gave Jason a lingering look over her shoulder, watching him sag and his eyes droop. ‘Good.. It’ll be nice to have you around again. We have so much to catch up on’ She whispered, unsure if he even heard her. His breathing was already starting to even, as he sunk into a much needed sleep. She would try and clean him up without disturbing him, and check his wounds when he woke.

Ducking into the tiny bedroom, she quickly shifted then pulled a drawer open and had to laugh at what she saw. The last time she had replenished the clothing in here, she had barely paid attention to the stack of shirts she’d grabbed at random. But now, staring back at her like it was meant to be, was the Batman shirt Jason had given her years ago. She pulled it on at once, followed by a pair of yoga pants, then padded barefoot out to the main room and wet a cloth with warm water then approached her old friend.

As if sensing her presence, he stirred at once at her touch. Whatever Qhuinn had planned to say flew out of her mind at his words, as she brushed her thumb over his lips. And then replaced it with her own mouth…

Jason was not sure how long he was unconscious for, or if he was..at all, but he remembered feeling the heat of her palms, the pull of that grip, the light feeling of her eyelashes brushing against his cheek, and a softness..taking over.

Granted, it took him a moment to distinguish the other pair of lips pressing ever so gently on top of his, but when he did..the human melted right into that kiss, using his weight to lean over and clash both of their noses together. The whole experience was something hypnotic, really..and in many ways, it felt like he was in a dream-like state..or worse; dead. Wait. Could he be? There was just no way this, her..kissing him, was really happening. Not when he-- Instinctually, his hand found its way to her hip, thumb trailing down the ends of whatever she was wearing before he slid his hands underneath, a few fingers skimming along that delicious skin selfishly, taking what he could in case it was the only chance he had to take it.

Sooner or later, the hunter would have to come to terms with reality..and that wasn’t something he was looking forward to in the slightest..

‘Do I need to start lecturing you before I see about your injuries? Or can I multi-task and do them both at the same time?’ Qhuinn joked, though the glint in her eyes showed how serious she was. Sure they hadn’t seen each other in years, but he wasn’t above having his ass handed to him if the situation called. And they both knew that no one did that better than her. 

‘It’s..functional’ She replied with a low chuckle. ‘I don’t really need much else when I’m looking for a quick crash in the middle of the woods. We’ll get you stable, then we can go to my real house. You can..stay as long as you need..’ Qhuinn murmured, watching him. ‘Just rest, I’ll shift and change real quick and be right back.’ She gave him one last look and nod, then ducked into the tiny bedroom.

“I think it’s pretty clear you can do both.” Jason echoed with a smile about his lips as his body sagged a bit more in that sofa. It was no longer a matter of comfort. No. By now, Jason could feel himself wanting to drift off, worn out from so much action and weak as he was..but he tried his best to still breathe through, using the technique to keep himself awake..for now, while he still could..hands soaked in his own blood. “Mh..I think I’ll take you up on that offer..” It did sound pleasant.. and she probably had a nice bed. And an even nicer kitchen..and who knows, maybe that would give them a real chance to talk things through.

Not even noticing her making her way into her bedroom after that, Jace gave in to the need of closing his eyes, and grumbled..stirring a bit later, only when a soft pair of human hands framed the sides of his face.. “..s-sorry-” he blinked, opening them eyes to a sight he had longed for for many nights over the past few years..Qhuinn. His Qhuinn, just worried as hell.. “You look gorgeous..you know that?”

‘You’ll get over it’ Qhuinn remarked, her tone slightly teasing in spite of their dire situation. Jason just brought that out in her, always had. ‘We’ll be okay, don’t worry. You trust me..right?’ She was sure that he still did, but maybe the years had changed things. But then she felt those strong, familiar hands in her fur, and any silly worries melted away. ‘I missed you’ Qhuinn whispered abruptly, taking that little moment too to lean against him. Then it was time to get down to business. 

Their pace was slow enough to make her start to panic, but none of the normal woods noises seemed to be after them. And then soon enough the little abandoned cabin was in sight. She had been there enough times that she had it stocked with some non-perishable food, simple first aide supplies, and even a few random items of clothing and some blankets. If she didn’t use anything, then some other poor soul lost in the forest would certainly appreciate it.

‘Not far from here. A mile or two?’ Qhuinn replied, nudging the weathered, older than dirt door open with her snout. ‘Home crap home’ She announced with a laugh, urging him inside. ‘Don’t worry, my place is way nicer than this’

“Not if we’re talkin’ about myself, I won’t..” Jason concluded in his still raspy voice, lips hinting at a faint smile. Her, he could forgive any time..even in the worst of scenarios, but guilt was something he seemed to carry on his shoulders a lot..especially and since he left the Institute. He nodded at her question, though, muttering an ‘always’ and let himself be taken along the hefty way to her cabin, his free hand always keeping a sturdy hold on the knife just in case. God knows he hated to be caught unprepared.

Luckily, they didn’t seem to have been followed and soon, they were making it through the large wooden door of her place..his eyes darting towards the first cushioned surface he saw. “..It’s pretty.” Jace said, afraid he would bleed all over it. He was paler than usual by now, having lost plenty of blood on their way, but fortunately he was standing..so that meant he wasn’t that screwed. Taking a few steps ahead, he successfully landed himself on one of the armchairs, letting go off a lengthy sigh. “Fuckin’ comfortable too. Have I said thanks yet?”

Qhuinn had always had a slight listening problem when it came to helping the people that she loved. Call it southern stubbornness, or just her innate reaction to put others above herself. But yeah, Jason should have known, after all these years, that he could just shove it. His words were falling on deaf ears.

‘No you won’t’ She scoffed at that, between a mouthful of rope. ‘I’ll shift and carry you if I have to. My place is a good piece away from here but there’s an abandoned hunting cabin just past that clearing. I crash there sometimes, when I lose track of time and don’t feel like going all the way home’ Qhuinn’s pink tongue drug across his wrist, her best attempt at a kiss, before she took a step back to give him room to finish freeing himself. ‘I love you too, you troublesome jackass. You owe me one fuck of an explanation, you know’ She teased, icy eyes openly loving as she tried to support him.

White ears pricked in the direction that Jason seemed to be facing, as she went completely still. ‘I can but..I don’t know if it’s just something from the main road.. We should go..now’

Jason wiped his brow clean and tightened his grip around the knife, giving the she-wolf a long, weary look.. “..if you end up hurt because of me, Qhuinn..I’ll be mad.” With himself, most of all..but she knew that, just like he knew her plan was the safest bet. Not to mention that the idea of some peaceful rest with her sounded like heaven right now. But first things first. Stroking a hand softly against Qhuinn’s snowy fur, Jace procurred his best attempt at a smile and nodded. “Believe me..I do.”

The human huffed, trying to clear his thoughts for the most part about how he was even going to go about telling Qhuinn what he did for a living now, and at last..listened, starting to place a few successful steps towards the back door. It was dark, and the smells would have flipped anyone’s stomach, but the two kept going regardless, his hand adding pressure to the wound on his tummy.

“How far is it? Your cabin..”

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They had promised to stay in touch, like most special friends who part ways do. And for a good while they had: texting, Face Time’ing, IM’ing on Facebook and Instagram. Visiting when they could. But then life, in all it’s complicated glory, had gotten in the way. Qhuinn couldn’t remember the last time they had actually spoken, much less seen each other. But he still had the same affect on her as he always had, his beauty taking her breath away. Worry at his state overrode everything else though, as she blatantly ignores his warnings and stepped closer. 

‘What..what are you doing here..’ She breathed out, getting within touching distance. The white wolf rubbed her snout over Jason’s legs, not caring about the blood that stained her snowy fur. ‘Oh can it, do you really think I’m just going to leave you here? God..I missed you so damned much..’ Qhuinn whispered, nuzzling at him. The shock of seeing him, and like this, was going to just have to wait. She needed to free him. Going to his side now, she began to work at the bindings with her sharp teeth.

As happy as he was to see her, and no matter how badly he wanted to hold her in his arms, the hunter couldn’t possibly let it distract him. He had to deal with this. On his own. But of course, he would have never expected someone like Qhuinn to just do what she’d been told. Much less when his own life depended on it.

Jace felt her nudging against his leg and looked.Goddammit, she was even more beautiful than he’d remembered, and that voice...her voice..it just brought on so many memories. “Jesus fuck, Qhuinn..I’m too weak.” he protested in a hushed tone, “Even if we got away, I’d only slow ya down..” But nevermind that. The she-wolf just kept going, her teeth brushing against the palms of his hands from time to time as she tore the rope. Jace looked over his shoulder, groaning once one of them came loose, and pressed it to his stomach before helping himself up clumsily..because screw it. What else could he do? “I love you, but you’re makin’ a huge mistake..” Slanting his eyes at the far end, the male took a couple of painful steps to the knife and reached down to grab it, angling his head as if to listen better.

“He said he was goin’ into the car..but I can’t hear the engine, can you..?” he frowned..

She looked away as he checked her out, still not sure of the attention, but was smiling to herself all the same as part of her was kind of loving it, but her attention was pulled back to him as he settled over her, heart rate picking up just a little as he kissed her. sitting herself up a little to help him with her shirt, “I mean… you could” she teased “Only I get to do the same with your’s”

His hands roamed her body, and..with her permission, they were soon pulling at the fabrics, leaving the redhead exposed to him. The hunter smiled down at her, breathing a soft breath in and brought her hands to his hips, where she would be able to grab a hold of his own t-shirt. “..be my guest.” he said, squeezing in a kiss or two in between, just because he could..and helped her remove it..making her pants his next conquest.. “You look amazing, Ruby,...I can’t wait..”

Qhuinn closed her eyes as she ran through the forest, snowy paws thundering over the earth and kicking up all manner of dried leaves and twigs. Summer was her least favorite time of year for a run in her wolf form, as with her thick coat she was far better suited for cooler climates. But a wolf had to do wolf, so there she was. She had deviated from her usual path this night, in search of a stream or creek to wade in, preferably away from prying human eyes.

Obviously..that wasn’t going to happen though, as before long a scent that was very much not animal reached her nose. The small white wolf huffed a sigh and was about to change trajectory, when that scent burrowed into her nose and triggered all sorts of memories. What..in the good goddamn was he doing here? Letting her nose and other senses led her, Qhuinn picked up speed and thundered towards the scent, soon skidding to a halt in front of the human. ‘Jason…?’ She breathed out, icy eyes instantly filling with tears as she stared up at him.

Jason stilled at sound of that voice, quitting any sort of attempt of escape he may have had in the works before then. It sounded off, like it wasn’t spoken, but projected..into his brain, something which he had not experienced since he had last been at the.. “..Qhuinn..?” he heard himself mumble, trying to make out the figure in front of him..until that snowy paw stepped into the light, bringing the she-wolf right with it. Oh, no. No, no..that wasn’t good. What was she doing here..? The vamp could come back any second and--

“You can’t be here..” he blabbered, this time with just the slightest bit more conviction in it. "I mean, I’m damn happy to see ya..but this is just..not the right time..” The hunter pulled and toyed with the rope around his wrists, getting it slightly looser, but not enough, and tried to reach for the knife that had flown away not so far from there. “..go. Please..?”

“Yeah but it makes the time you are here more sweet and special” she spoke with a small smile, before returning the kiss, not wanting think about what he’d do without her, or what she might do without him. She didn’t mind waiting and the missing him as much as at times it hurt.

She broke the kiss and eased herself down onto the bed, backing up into the middle of it, this wasn’t love, at least not yet in the redhead’s eyes. or perhaps she just didn’t recognize the feeling.

Mitchell didn’t contradict her on that, mostly because he was not sure what to say and went on to brace himself on top of the redhead -not before taking in the sights. When he did join her, the hunter was careful not to crush her, making room for himself in between her tights, and let out a soft grunt against that gorgeous mouth of hers, kissing it once. His fingers curled around the ends of her shirt there, and he smirked. “..should I get rid of this thing..?”

“I can’t leave… the killer… mate..swan.” her words were fragmented, as she broke down. really not wanting to go back to that horrific recent memory just as footsteps started coming down towards them. “go.. please” she pleaded through her shaking sobs, wanting him to run, fearing that the killer might be coming to finish the job of dealing with person trying to rescue her.

Mitchell clutched at his stomach, feeling it start to get damp again..and brought his eyes up, searching hers all in one move. “..what? he’s your mate..?” he scoffed loudly..taking a step closer..only to stop dead on his tracks. He was coming back now. Great. “No.” He refused, shaking his head..trying not to care that she was crying. That it spoke to wahtever amount of humanity he had left in a situation like this. ”Like I said, we’re both goin’..I can’t..I can’t walk. At least not properly..much less run. And I can’t let it sit with my conscience if I let him kill ya..”

“Nothing wrong with being a little lame sometimes, yes, this is still okay… and yes I still want you… you get me like no-one else does. Why wouldn’t I want you” She speaks honestly, pressing herself close arms around him reaching up and trying to ruffle his hair for thinking something so silly. “Mitchell… i thought I made my feelings clear at christmas… also… last time. you are special to me sir” she says playfully, but again she means every word of it.

“What about very..very lame?” He teased with a bit of a pout about his lips, letting out a happy sigh as their bodies molded so perfectly against eachother. Still so perfect. It was a relief indeed..to hear her speak those words, but at the same time, they made the hunter all tingly inside. “..I can be a bit of a burden sometimes. I know that- and havin’ to wait is no fun.” Mitchell didn’t fight her about the ruffling and proceeded to capture her soft lips in a deeper kiss this time, backing her up to the bed. “..still, I don’t know what I’d do without you, Ru..”

though she giggled a little as his hands hit a ticklish spot “Other things?” she asks with a raised eyebrow trying to be somewhat serious through her giggles, , as she wondered if she should be pulling him towards her bed or not. As friendly as Ruby was, she usually felt isolated in her own way, but Mitchell seemed to get her, and for now, maybe that was enough?

She recoils a little at the touch, “it might be a dumb move to free you… but I can’t go with you… I’m… his” she whispers, defeated “I can’t go with you… but I can save you. I don’t want someone else to die trying to save me” Jewel fixes her hair a little before moving to unlock the door, trying to keep everything quiet as to not disturb the killer who probably wasn’t far away.

“..I meant it was dumb to come back.” But now it made all the sense in the world, didn’t it? She said it herself --she was...his, whatever that meant. She didn’t wish to be saved..and this was something that just never happened to sit well with the hunter. So he let her open the door..but where he was supposed to move..he just didn’t..folding his arms instead.. “Well, I’m not okay with leavin’ you here, sweetheart --so either you come or..you’re gonna have to see me fight.”