#wolfpackvibes

LeahclearwaterxY/n

Warnings-oral sex (f receiving), soft-dom Leah, fingering.

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You let the warm water splatter across your back, sorting your tight muscles as you try to relax. You hear the back door open and you smile knowing your girl is home. You hear her light steps on the stairs as she ascends to the second floor.

She knocks on the bathroom door, “babe? Can I come in?”

“Always,” you replied, at a whisper as you know her wolf senses will pick it up.

The bathroom door squeaks open, as Leah comes in and she doesn’t miss a beat before joining you in the shower.

Warm soft hands wrap around your waist, her head snuggled into your neck. She radiates heat even more than usual from just being in her wolf form.

Her hands travel up your stomach to just below your breasts, “couldn’t sleep?” She asks

You shake your head, her touch makes your face heat up. Her hands slip down to your hips and you can feel her ever so slightly grinding her hips into your back.

“Leah,” your mouth forms her name as an almost gasp.

“Hm?” She asks teasingly as she starts to kiss and nibble on your neck, “do you want something, baby?”

Her hand run up your sides once more landing on your breasts, kneading and tweaking your nipples tell your whining.

“Leah, please,” you beg desperate and needy.

Her hands slide down to your hips again, flipping you around so you face her. Her hands slip down climbs up your side to cup your neck, she pulls your mouth to hers, kissing you fiercely. Her tongue press to your lips demanding for entrance.

Once she gets it she consumes you, her tongue colliding with yours. A low whimper escapes your mouth into hers.

Her free hand trails down your body, the hand slips between your welcoming thighs. She pinches your thigh making you yelp in her mouth. You feel her lip smirk against yours.

You feel her hand on your neck slip to your hips and to give you extra support. She pulls away from your mouth to whisper in your ears. “You want this?” She asks teasingly

You nod. Her grip on your hips and to tights as her other hand works between your legs. She inserts one finger into you. A moan bubbles out of your throat. She curls it before pulling it out slowly creating delicious friction. You whine at the emptiness but quickly are satisfied when she enters two fingers.

You whine, and your hips twitch with the crave of friction. “Good girl” she coos. Her finger start to curl in that sweet spot and her thumb rubs against your clit in small circles.

You moan as pressure builds in your stomach. You flutter around her fingers. “I got you baby, let go,” Leah whispers in your ear

You lean against her for support, as waves of blissful pleasure corse through your muscles. Leah’s hand works you through it’s as you cry out into her shoulder.

Warnings: 18+, teasing, smut, fingering, oral fem receiving, domxembry

🐺……

Embry’s smile is plastered across his face as you open the door of your small apartment, the bouquet of assorted almost meadow flowers is clucked in one of his hands, a bag of your favorite chocolates in the other.

“Hi,” he says softly, he bends down kissing your cheek, “happy anniversary,” he mumbles warmly into your face.

“Happy anniversary, as well, are these for me?” You ask grinning closing the door behind him. He hands you the flowers, setting the chocolates on the coffee table.

“They very much are,” he follows you to the kitchen as you place the flowers in a vase.

“Thank you, em,” you say setting the vase on the counter. You turn to face him, placing your hands on his face pecking his lips.

He smiles his hand coming up behind your head to pull your mouth to his depend kiss. His other hand goes to your waist to pull you in even closer. He’s tongue presses at the line of your lips, you part them so he can have entrance.

He backs ypu up to the counter. Pressing you into it. Your hands snake around is shoulders and twist into his shorts black hair. He hands slides his hands under your butt to set you on the counter. He grasps onto your hips yanking you forward.

A moan escapes from your lips, he pulls back from his assault on your mouth smirking. He leans down to kiss your neck, sucking ever so slightly.

He rolls his hips into yours, “Embry…” his names slips out between your lips with a little whine.

“Yes?” He teases unbuttoning your jeans, “lift your hips for me,” he yanks your jeans before find his way back between your legs, crushing his mouth to yours.

His hands slid under your shirt, breaking away from you just to yank it off. He’s kissing your neck again. Werewolf warm hands un-clasped your bra dragging it down your arms. He pulls back to admire you. Smiling he kisses your neck, down your collarbone before kissing your breast. Palming the other is is hand lightly massaging, he twirls his tongue around the other sucking softly before switching to the other with a groan.

“Fuck, sweet girl,” he mumbles. He’s hand finds between your legs rubbing your throbbing clit through your panties. A gasp falls from your lips. He hooks a finger in your panties dragging them down, tossed somewhere by your jeans and shirt.

His finger toys with your entrance, teasingly, “what do you want, sweet girl?”

“Embry stop teasing,” you whine

You pushes a finger in you “fine, since it’s our special day,”

He adds another digit, pulling out then pushing back in and curling in a slow torturous manner.

Your hands slap back on the counter to support you. Moans spill from your lips.

“Shh, shh,” embry coos, kissing his way down your stomach, landing settled in your legs. His hand that was not inside of you grasps your hips with a strong hand. You can feel his hot breath lapping over you before diving in to lick and suck your clit.

You say his name over and over, heat pooling in your stomach as you cry out, waves of pleasure cording your body. Embry slows but doesn’t stop tell he knows it over.

Warnings: none, just fluff

🐺………

Embry and you were friends long before his transition, when he and his mom moved to La push it was the light blue house just across the street. You had grown up together, played in the snow, mud, ran through the woods.

When Embry didn’t come to school for two weeks you were concerned to say the least. Two weeks you knock on his door, talked to his mom, she told you he was too sick to come outside.

Then he was suddenly back, you were angry, and you ran up to him right after the last bell rang. He froze, you did too. Then he went on the whole explanation, he was a werewolf, and there was a whole pack, and you were his imprint.

When you found out about the whole imprint thing, you freaked, you didn’t feel like his feelings were real, that they were made by some supernatural bond. Were you even ready for a relationship? So you and Embry decided on friends

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Today was just one of those days, you got a bad grade on a test that you really did study for, you and your mom got in a fight, you were in a rush this morning and came home to a dirty room. You were exhausted to say the least.

It was latter now about, 12:00 am but you were still beaten down by the day. You sat up and looked out the window across the street. Embrys room was at the back on his house, he was on the ground level, and his room had a good sized window that you used to climb into during early middle school.

Frankly, you haven’t done it in years, even though you and Embry remained close as you grew into teenagers, boy-girl friendships started to be a taboo. So one day you snuck in and out for that last time.

The rough crossed your mind, to go see him. But there was no guarantee that he was awake, or even there. You had no clue what his patrol shift was today.

You decided to fuck it, if he wasn’t home, or asleep, you would just come home and wallow. You slipped on a sweatshirt and some sneakers. Padding your way out your back door.

You sneak out of your house and jog to across the street and around the back to Embry’s window. There’s no light but you decide, you have come this far might as well. And tap on his window.

You hear a shuffle, then the lights flash on to reveal, a shirtless, grey sweatpants adorned, Embry. With messy hair and groggy eyes, he smiles at the sight of you.

We opens the widow, “y/n, what do I own the pleasure?” He says with his deep sleep voice. He reached out a hand to help you through the window.

You grasp his unusual warm hand, and step through the window, “hey,” you say every so slightly, but the sight of him and the immediate comfort he beings. Has tears rushing to your eyes. You try to fight them off.

A set of warm strong arms embraces you, “honey, what’s wrong?” He asks concern evident in his voice.

A slur of incoherent, crying noises come out of your throat and muffled into Embry’s shoulder. He rubs your back, and gently pulls you into his lap. “Shhhh, it’s okay.” He says soothingly. He holds you like that for what feels like an hour, and heavy La push rain picks up.

You feel your eyes drooping, “y/n, do you want me to walk you home?” He asks concern we “…or stay here?” He adds on

With big eyes still filled with tears you say “can I stay the night.” And that is that, embry stands, flips off the light, closes the window, but leaves it cracked.

Warnings:making out

🐺……

You and Paul were at that stage of taking but on the cusp of actually dating, like y’all haven’t had the conversation yet but you and him were nearly inseparable. You two would some times hold hands and when Paul would introduce you to people he would guid you with a hand on the small of your back.

It was late October, and the weather was quickly deteriorating, getting colder and wetter. You had invited Paul over for a movie date, he had of course said yes and was supposed to be there at 7:00.

It was about 6:30 and you had cleaned your living room vigorously, vacuuming, wiping, dusting. You washed all your comfy throw blankets and even fluffed the pillows. You cleaned the kitchen, and bathroom thoroughly. And had even cleaned your room… just in case.

You had baked cookies, simple chocolate chip, and got other goodies for the night, an assortment of candies, popcorn and for some real substance pizza. Paul could put down some food.

You hear a knock on the door and look at the clock on your phone, 6:42. Sure enough when you answer the door the same rich brown eyes, and tan ruset skin you were expecting smiled back at you. He leaned in and gave you a quick peck, “sorry I’m so early, just was a little eager,” he told you.

He handed you a small bouquet of pretty white flowers, “oh it’s okay, thank you for the flowers they’re very pretty.” You step past the door, letting him in.

He confidently strolls through your living room into the kitchen. Going straight for a cookie. “Couldn’t wait for two seconds?” Ypu ask teasingly.

“You know me, honey,” he said with a shirk shoving a cookie in his mouth. He finished his cookie and spoke “so what’s on the agenda?” He asks

“A have a few cheesy romance lined up, that you will pretend to hate but will eventually love, we have all these snacks and I order pizza.”

“Sounds perfect let’s get to it,” he said with a lazy smile.

After popcorn was made and blanket were arranged you and Paul sat on the couch, he lay on it the long way sitting up, though his feet still hung off the end a bit.

You snuggle into his very warm chest, his high temperature used to concern you but now after him brushing it off enough, you had really grow to love the comfort of it.

As he watches the movie you look up and watch him.

“Stop that,” he says

“Stop what?” You ask teasingly

He’s eyes snap down at you intently, “the staring, you picked this movie, you watch it.”

“But I like watching you watch it, obviously,”

The corner of Paul’s lip turns up in a half smile. He hand comes up behind your neck. Pulling your mouth to his with an undertone of possessiveness.

You kissed him softly, then pulled away only to almost immediately reconnect your lips with his with more intensity. His hand trailed down the side of your body before snatching your hips, yanking you more on top of him in a straddling position.

Your hands slipped into his hair desperately pulling his mouth closer. He breaks apart letting you catch your breath. His mouth begins to trail his way down to your neck. Tell you pull him back to your mouth by his hair, which makes him give you a heated look.

His tongue exploded your mouth hot and hungry. His hand griped your hips still.

A sharp ring of the door bell separated you. Your cheeks flushed and breath heavy, you bit your lip ever so slightly.

“Looks like pizza is here,”

Warnings:nothing really

🐺……

In all actuality you and Leah had a really healthy relationship, it started pretty rocky. She had a lot of trust issues after Sam imprinted on Emily and left her. She didn’t trust the imprint, she didn’t want some wolf thing she couldn’t control, she didn’t even want to be a wolf, let alone imprint.

The other issue was you were a girl, and Leah was sure she wasn’t gay, girls were just pretty… but not in a weird way of course. But then Leah spent time with you got to know you, started hanging out, then hugging, then holding hands, then kissing, and finally Leah came to terms with how amazing you were. It stoped mattering if you were a girl, or her imprint. She was in love with you.

Once you were officially, you were inseparable. Leah and you had gotten better at communicating, talking about how you two are feeling and what is bothering y’all. But you guys still had your moments.

You and Leah have been living together for about two months and together for a little over a year when you had gotten in to a bad argument about her being in a bad mood well everyone was at Emily’s.

The front door closes with a click, you’re a few passes in front of Leah when you spin on your heels to face her, “what was that about?” You ask

“I don’t know what you mean,” Leah says

“Really? Cause you were acting like a bitch at Emily’s, I mean come on picking a fight with Paul! You know how that would end,”

Leah takes a big huff, “Paul started it, and so sorry I have feelings I just wasn’t in a good mood,”

“But you didn’t have to take it out on everyone else,”

“Why can’t you see it from where I’m standing?! I’m your girlfriend,” she was visibly shacking, her whole body at a low vibration.

You open your mouth to speak but don’t find the words before Leah is storming passed you out the back door with a loud slam.

You feel hot tears slide down the sides of your face as you walk over to the couch contemplating, what you should have said, what you should have done, you were just upset and slightly embarrassed.

You felt terrible, she was clearly upset and you didn’t even ask how she was, you were just conserved on how you were feeling. You sighed and knew you had to apologize when she got back.

You felt a sinking guilt eating up at you, especially when Leah wasn’t home when you crawled into bed. Tears welled in your eyes, you were sad, anger at yourself, and just overall down.

You laid in bed for what felt like an eternity before sleeps embrace pulled you in.

You wake some time late in the night with warm lips on your shoulder, warm arms around your waist.

“I’m so sor-“ I start to Leah