Chapter 20: Upward Thrusts & Pursuit of Recruit!
_____________________________________
Madison sees, smells and feels things she's at an impasse of wanting and not wanting to see. Smell and feel. Meanwhile, Sean drops lore on things while rushing to recruit allies ahead of time…
____________________________________
A/N: Comments are very much appreciated. They help me continue the story and make it better. Drop one or two, please. They help immensely. They will get a response.
Thank you.
_____________________________________
When Madison teleported to Derek's loft, she was briefly surprised to see that Derek was not asleep.
Instead of being in the bed, he was in the shower, by the sound of it. The water was running and steam came out from under the bathroom door.
Madison tilted her head, curiously, a tug of a smirk stretching across her face as the workings of a plan entered her mind.
She wasted no time, instantly teleporting into the steam-choked bathroom and stripping before joining a startled Derek in the water.
"Madi?!" Derek seemed surprised by her sudden appearance, as he hadn't heard her come in. He seemed to contemplate whether or not to cover his junk, but Madison gave him no chance or opportunity to even try it.
She surged forward and practically Koala hugged the rugged wolf, face to chest, arms over shoulders as she inhaled the unique scent that was uniquely Derek——Autumn rains, evergreen pine, bitter leather and a natural musk that no amount of washing could possibly wash away.——Nor should it.
It was very relaxing.
And arousing.
It reminded Madison of home in a way——Not this life. No. The home of her last life, where she would use the PNW forests just outside Seattle as her personal jungle-gym.
The woodsy scent was almost perfectly replicated in Derek's scent. Only one other person carried a scent that also reminded Hazel of her true Home——And he was currently beyond even her reach.
Oh, what Madison would give to give her virginity to these two, troubled, beautiful men at once.
She could already imagine Theo and Derek competing over who gets to have her first——A scandalous way of thought but one Madison found oh so hot.
'And, apparently,' she looked down at where Derek's 'third' leg was actively growing in length. 'My mate must too.'
Madison then noticed the blood——Various wounds that were healing slowly. Alpha inflicted wounds.
She narrowed her eyes, realizing it was around that time that Derek must've realized who the alpha was.
The rage, though, of seeing her Broody Wolf in such a condition——It was scalding.
Intellectually, she knew that it didn't kill him, but emotions were hardly ever logical, and even she wasn't immune to feeling them.
Her anger had her green TURBO energy make her eyes glow a vibrant, almost electrically unstable green, with its sparks causing the wiring and lighting to blink. Her auburn red-brown hair seemed to wreath in green. In unison, the entire apartment building a ¼ mile of the land around it, in all directions, began to quake.
In her emotional state, she found herself about to ask who it was that did it——Not from a lack of knowledge but from an emotionally primed targetting mindset——An outlet, if you will.
But, before Madison could even speak, Derek's arms wrapped around her, pulling her tighter to her chest——And, as the scent of Derek enveloped her, all her anger at Peter for harming Derek, all her overwhelming emotions she felt in that moment, all her rage-induced thoughts of clandestined murder——All of that ceased.
In that moment, it was just her and Derek... Well, at least, her and Derek and Derek's third leg.
[Derek Hale]:
Derek was surprised when Madison had appeared and climbed into the shower with him.
He had only just returned home after confronting——and barely surviving——his uncle. He definitely came out of that fiasco a lot worse for wear.
When Madison appeared and silently joined his bath, he was surprised——Even more when she wrapped around him like a Koala.
Derek was many things——Huggable wasn't one... Yet his Little Koala hugged him as if he were, and that somehow breached every defensive wall he had projected up inside his head.
Strangely, he was okay with that.
His little warrior seemed to be okay with that too...
Derek smelt her reaction before he felt it——A psychic wrath strong enough to shake the entire loft——Building——And then some.
He saw her transformation and her terrifying powers. And instead of running away like common sense and instinct warned him to, he hugs her tighter, hoping his scent and warmth was truly as grounding to her as she seemed to show.
It was.
She calmed.
They stayed like that, embracing each other, lost in each other's warmth. Of course, his cock had other plans——Hard, increasingly (concerningly) horny and poking Madison between the legs; despite Derek's struggle to will it to go down, it only got firmer and firmer.
Derek felt Madison giggle against his chest.
That was Derek's only warning.
GASP!
Derek felt a warm, tight palm grasp ahold of his member, like the cockhead's flat side against something slick and virgin tight——And, by instinct he did something that surprised him: He thrusted upward.
GASP!
Madison's gasp was like music to Derek's ears. A melody, really, and one that he unconsciously wanted to hear more of. And so he thrusted upward. Again and again and again, earning repeats of the delectable sounds. Of the melodies of his lover's sharp intakes of breaths. Of the music that was his Little Koala's shocked gasps, as if he wasn't rocking her whole world and she his with every thrust upward.
He never did pierce her lips. She kept her virginity. Derek sensed it was not yet time——She must've had certain plans for such a special event ——so he refrained from taking her innocence. He felt that she didn't want him to de-flower her today. He knew she wanted him to do so, just not tonight and he was more than okay with that.
He wanted to make sure that her first time would be special. He'd make sure that she'd get the absolute best experience from it, even if he had to wait until she was comfortable enough for her to let him.
Until then, he could do his best to emulate the experience without going all the way. He knew he was big, so he'd be sure to let her get a proper feel of how big it would be, how thick it would be, how raw it would be when she finally gave him to go ahead to deflower her.
Instead, he ensured his little warrior merely grazed the sensitive edges of her lips, never once going past them.
It took exceptional self-control on his end and extreme willpower on hers not to go the full 100, but they made it work.
They made it enjoyable.
And afterward, when they lay together in bed, Madison made damn sure she got her snuggles in—the armpit aromatherapy was simply the bonus cherry on top.
[Sean]:
Sean raced across the Preserve in Coyote form, his target clear and true.
See, he has always been a Coyote. His mother and father were both werewolves, with his mother being Talia's sister who died giving birth to him——And his father, whose line had the dormant coyote gene in it, died to hunters when Sean was young——He had led them away to protect Sean and to buy the boy enough time for his Auntie Talia to arrive and save him.
The memory was painful——But, also, a constant reminder of the reality shifters often faced with hunters.
Most supernatural families teach their young to run and hide when the hunters come knocking. Fewer possess the combative skills to defend themselves against trained murderers. And fewer still actually survive the hunt.
But Sean returned to this era with a few gifts left to him by future Madison. Powers and abilities that subtly shift the scales in his favor.
One of his abilities allowed him to absorb any cloth he was wearing before his full shifting, and then recall that cloth back onto himself when he returned to human form.
It was a perfect ability for a full-shifter because it ensured he never had to strip to change form. A win is a win and this was one, too.
A second ability Sean was bestowed with was Compulsion. Any being he locked eyes with he could will to do anything he thought of... within reason, of course.
If a person couldn't fly before compulsion, they won't fly after it, either. They'd probably just look at Sean blankly if he thought them to fly, honestly...
A third ability was Uncanny Stealth. So long as he didn't want others to know his presence, most wouldn't notice him. It silenced footsteps and made his weight half itself when moving.
The final ability was his eyes——They allowed Sean to see glimmers of the future of his current timeline, which was all fun and all, except he couldn't control when they'd activate this nor the ability itself. But its sub-ability was the ability to see bonds and tethers——And that was something he didn't need to control as it was passive.
Still, he was using both at the same time to find——with extreme difficulty——to find someone in particular.
He knew he had others to convince to join his fledgling pack——That coyote family from Season 6 with Edgar, that Alec kid [in due time] and Nolan Holloway, too, especially after that save just earlier in the night.
But, right now, it was time to recruit his cousin. It was time to recruit his cousin. It was time to recruit Malia Tate.
Its probably a good thing that current-Madison gifted Sean the spark.
He's going to need it.