2 Twilight: New Moon Jacob x male oc ✅

Chapter 15

As Valentine set in bed completing last night discussion, Valentine realized he still didn't get something.

Jake had explained why he couldn't see him personally, and Val could guess why he didnt call him, but not why he couldn't text. He's not a wolf, but he guess if he was and he had a possessive wolf in his head with little self control and he'd heard his lovers voice, he'd be very tempted to fuck all and run to Jake. So, Jake not answering calls was reasonable, but couldn't he have texted.

Valentine didn't know if Jake had listened to his countless voice-mails, but he had read his text. So why hadn't he responded?

Valentine let Jake sleep, he could ask and question him after he woke up. If his reasoning wasn't good enough, Jake would need a punishment. He didn't know what it would be, this was there first argument so he'd have to go easy on him.

What was easy but would make anyone think twice before they did something stupid? And then like a light bulb, an idea came to him. If Jake ignored his text because of something stupid, he would ignore his pleases.

Valentine smirked, his dick slowly harding at just the thought. He kinda hoped Jake reasoning was idiotic.

Val traced the new tattoo Jake's had on his upper right sholder. He'd cut his hair some, it was now a bit passed his shoulder, he could punishment his pup just for that. He wouldn't of course, it was Jake body, but he'd miss the length it use to be.

Once his interest in Jake tattoo faded, his hands traveled up to the dark head of hair. His fingers ran through it, playing with the thick healthy strands of hair. He'd probably have a hell of a fit if Jake where to cut it all off.

It was about ten minutes later when Jake eyes blink opened slowly, his eyes immediately lightning up when he saw Valentine looking at him. "Morning," Jake mumbled, his voice still rough with sleep.

"Good Morning to you too, pup." Valentine said, looking at the other a bit strangely.

"What?" Jake asked, a yawn leaving his mouth.

"I know why you couldn't see my personal, I'm pretty sure I know why you didn't call me, but...." Valentine could see the realization in Jake eyes, "couldn't you have texted me?" Valentine asked though already having guessed the answer.

"I-um," Jake mumbled before taking a deep breath.

"Well, at first I had lost my phone and then when I found it you sent me a text that said 'fuck you' and I was kinda... scared." He explained, nervously, bitting the inside of his cheek.

"When you texted again I was trying to figure out what to say but I couldn't.... so uhm, I just.... chickened out. Sam told the pack to meet outside, so I was gonna use that time to put my thoughts together to explain it to you, but then you showed up and.... yeah." Jake finished, eyes not looking at Valentine's.

Ok, that proves it, Jake deserves a punishment. He didn't text back because he was scared! Yes, Valentine was mad, but he just needed to know if he was ok. He could have just sent that instead of nothing.

Valentine got off of the bed and walked over to his his closet and opened the door.

"What are you doing?" Jake asked as he watched Valentine get to his knees and look for something.

"Getting your punishment ready," Val answered, smirking when he heard a choked sound form Jake.

"W-what," Jake asked, eyes widened and blush redding as Jake got up and presented what he was holding. Two handcuffs and a long black cloth.

"I've reasoned your excuse sucked. You can't just leave me worried sick because you're scared, so because of how naughty you've been you are in need of a punishment." Valentine explained, stalking over to the bed.

One Valentine reached the bed, he set down and gently stroked the side of his face, putting the cuffs and cloth to his side. "Are you going to let me?" Valentine questioned.

"L-let you?" Jake asked shuttering under Valentine.

"Are you going to let me punish you like a good boy?" Valentine asked, a comforting smile on his face that betrayed his hard dick and dark eyes.

Jake gulped before nodding his head.

"Say it." Valentine demanded.

"Yes, punishment me Val," Jake nearly whimpered.

"Good boy," Valentine smiled before climbing onto Jake's torsos, settling down, his ass pressed to Jake hard dick.

"If you ever want to stop, just say the word, ok?" Though it was framed like more of a question, it was a demand and Jake took it as such.

"Of course," he Jake, shaking his head in understanding.

"Good," Valentine smiled before his face went sexly sinister.

Val grabbed the hims of Jake shirt before slowly pulling it off, his hands dragging along the warm skin.

When the shirt was off, Valentine throw it a side. "Hands," Valentine ordered and Jake gave.

Valentine reached beside him and grabbed the cuffs. He cuffed both hands to the head bored tight enough to feel but not enough to pinched his skin.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes..."

Valentine got the cloth, slowly placing it over Jake's eye, cutting off his vision. Valentine dick leaked precum when he heard the gulp Jake swallowed.