Written in the stars (BxB)

Chapter twelve- Alexander

Slinking into the changing room, I'm relieved to see it's empty. It should stay free for at least an hour due to rugby practice but I'm not going to push my luck. Rooting through my bag I grab the bodywash and hair products as well as a clean set of clothes. Basically I've had enough of running home to try and shower before my mum notices the wolf stench. She'll get suspicious if I'm suddenly reeking of wolf. Although if I did hopefully she'd think I'm tormenting them or something. Not that I'm going around trying to date one.

Stepping into the shower I try to be quick. It was probably the fastest shower of my life though did the job. Coming out, I wrap a towel round my waist and go over to my clothes. Just as I'm grabbing my t-shirt I hear a gasp. Whipping my head around fast enough to get whiplash (if i wasn't a vampire) I see Jason standing there. His mouth is wide and his eyes look like they could bug out his head. Quickly glancing at the clock I see that practice isn't over yet.

"I came to grab my... water. What are you doing here?" His voice is hoarse and I take a long languid glace down his body. His uniform is tight, his shorts perfectly shaping his muscular thighs and the perfection doesn't end there, his t-shirt is moulded to his body like a Greek god crafted it themself.

I look down at myself like the answer is obvious but I do like the way Jason's cheeks are flushed crimson, "I took a shower.'

His eyes take in every part of my body he can see and I can't help but love every second. If this is how he feels with the towel still on, then how would he feel with it off? I try not to think about the ways he could touch me otherwise we'd never be leaving this changing room.

"Fuck practice, get dressed and come with me," Jason commands. He turns around while I get dressed for some ounce of privacy though if it was up to me I wouldn't mind him having a peak.

***

After getting dressed Jason practically drags me out of the changing room. Though I have no idea where we're going I have full trust in him. The mating bond is odd because we've only known each other for a short amount of time, yet I would give anything to make him happy.

He walks us to this house near his packhouse. I'm far enough away for the werewolves to not be able to smell me but it makes me anxious as hell. Like one could run out any second and plunge a stake in my heart. Jason keeps looking around, making sure no one can see me. That alone makes me feel protected. He heads up to the front door on the house holding a key in his hand. He lets me in with a grin and locks the door behind us.

"So where are we exactly?" I ask having a look at my surroundings. Along the walls are pictures of what I can only assume is Jason at various ages. There's also another boy with him though I'm not sure who he is.

"My home, well, I mostly live in the packhouse with my mum, dad and younger brother but we like to spend around six months here a year. Usually less though because my dad loves being surrounded by the pack. He is honestly the best Alpha and leader you could ever dream of. I don't think anyone has or even can like the role as much as him... and wait sorry. I'm completely rambling right now."

I go closer to him, putting my hands on his waist, "I want to hear about your life. Your passion speaking of your family is admirable, never appologise for that, especially around me."

He leans in closer to me, his hands tracing up my chest before linking around my neck, "Thank you." He whispers so close to me I can feel a hint of air on my lips. My eyes lock with his getting lost in the deep bronze eyes, there's flakes of gold like he has a whole little galaxy in his eyes.

He makes the first move, brushing our lips timidly together. I almost hiss at the contact, never having felt something like this before. The small touch alone does more for me than any other kiss has. It's as if I'm seeing colour for the first time, my world being opened up to so much more. When I kiss back he gets more confident, pulling me in closer so we're chest to chest. A moan escapes my mouth at the contact at the same time as him. His lips feel rough yet somehow smooth, it's unexplainable but heavenly at the same time. My hand moves cupping his face, I don't want to pressure him so I lightly grace my tongue against his bottom lip asking for entrance. He obliges, moving one of his hands onto my hair and pulling lightly. His tongue clashes against mine in a fight for dominance, neither of us letting each other win. After a little while I let him take control, moving in perfect sync.

We're so close I can feel his cock getting hard against mine. He gently rubs it against me like he's uncertain and I'm wondering how far he wants to take this. He pulls away, his eyes dilated so wide they look almost fully black, "Let's go upstairs." His voice is raspy and breathless, impossibly turning me on more.

Following him up the stairs he has my hand clutched tightly, like he doesn't want to let go of me for a second. He practically kicks open his bedroom door, instantly shoving me onto his bed. I don't even have time to gage my surroundings before he's on top of me kissing my lips again. He's rougher then he was downstairs, his lips more urgent than before. Separating the kiss he trails down my neck before reaching the sweet spot between my shoulder and crook of my neck. He kisses there for a while, nipping the skin. He pulls away for a second looking at me curiously, "Can vampires get hickeys?"

I can't help but let out a laugh, the guy is straddling my lap and asking me that, "I honestly have no clue. But I'm sure werewolves can." In a motion so fast I switch our places, he gasps at the sudden movement but doesn't object. He lets me suck and bite lightly down his neck, hearing his blood beating rapidly at my touch. As I get down to where he was on my my fangs nearly slide out from the movement.

"Shit," I push him away covering my mouth. He scoots over to me worry laced on his face. Though when he sees I'm covering my mouth realisation must dawn.

"Alexander it's okay," his hand cups the side of my face, then moves trailing to my hand. Gently he removes it, looking at my fangs in all their glory, "Their beautiful, you're beautiful." He then places a kiss on my cheek gently trailing to where my fangs are. I try to close my mouth though its difficult when they're this prominent. I forgot to have blood today and am cursing myself for it now. Once my mouth is closed he places a soft kiss on my lips, "We don't have to go any further."

Sighing I rub my eyes, "I want to, I really do but I haven't fed today."

His eyebrows draw in before he realises, "You haven't fed? What about your juice boxes?"

"I forgot to have one this morning, eveything has been so tense at home and I usually have another after school."

"Hmm... I think I can come up with something. If you don't mind me going out for a while. I'm not ready to leave you yet."

I look at him hesitantly before nodding. He lightly kisses my lips then leaves, leaving me alone in his room.

***

He calls me downstairs making me jump. I knew he was back but only heard him making clattering noises in the kitchen. Hesitantly going downstairs I sniff out Jason to see where his is, going into the room there's a whole layout of food. Put theres another pungent smell, of blood. My mouth practically drools as I head to the table. There's a crisp white table cloth laid out as well as candles in the middle of the table.

"Okay so I did some research and though I know younger vampires are recommended to drink human blood, you can also drink animal. It's not as filling and wouldn't be as good before heading to school in a hotspot for humans but... as its just us two I thought it would be okay?"

"Just okay? Jason this is perfect!" He sighs in relief and I walk up to him gently kissing him as a thank you. I don't think I'll ever get over being able to kiss his perfectly sculpted lips.

Pulling away he grins, "Well, take a seat. In front of you, you will see a concoction of deer soup as well as a glass of squirrel wine."

I oblige and sit across from him, he has some sort of pork dish in front of him that looks incredible. The effort he has put in makes my heart squeeze in my chest, at this moment I can't imagine a world not being together. A world like that is a world I wouldn't want to live in.