cold -embry call-

twenty

The next night, I sat with Embry on his living room couch, both of us trying to focus on schoolwork that neither of us have done in at least two weeks. I shove his foot as he nudges me with it while I'm writing my paper for English. "Stop it." I mumble, attempting to focus. He groans lightly, shifting closer and peppering kisses over the back of my shoulder. I huff, trying to ignore him. His hand slides around my stomach, fingers digging into my skin as he nips at my bare flesh. Damn him for telling me to put pajamas on as I now sit in my spaghetti strap tank top and boy short underwear in front of him. I roll my eyes, shoving at his hands and head. "Embry, I'm trying to work. You should too." I point out, motioning to his own schoolwork. "C'mon, baby." He whispers.

His breath was sweet across my skin causing a shiver to roll up my spine, shoulders shivering. His fingers move down my spine and I could feel the smirk on his lips as he kisses the back of my neck. "Embry." I groan, sitting my work aside and turning to look at him. He grins, shoving our work aside and grabbing my hips and lifting me before moving me before I could realize. I gasp as I'm flipped and shoved onto my back, his hands dipping beneath my knees and yanking my legs up as he quickly dives down, stopping abruptly just before his mouth meets me with a sharp growl that causes laughter from outside. "Embry!" I slap his shoulder as I sit up, looking at the front door just as somebody knocks. He growls again, straightening and walking to the door.

"Embry, you can't-" I start but the pack is already filing into the house, Paul, who would normally stare and laugh, quickly looks away. "Shit, Andria. Please go put pants on, baby." Embry tells me, picking me up and shooing me to the stairs. "You let em in!" I huff, rolling my eyes lightly before heading up the stairs to grab sweatpants. When I come back down, Sam is scolding Embry. "You yellin' at him for not letting me get schoolwork done?" I tease, sitting on the couch beside Paul, tossing my legs in his lap. He snorts at my question to Sam who nods. "Partially. That and because I told him to knock it off with all the sexual stuff and we just walked up to the house with him between your thighs. Which is not knocking it off."

"He has in fact not been knocking it off." I confirm with a laugh. Embry slaps the back of my head lightly. "I'm just telling the truth!" I laugh again before he picks me up, sitting me in his lap on the opposite end of the couch. "So, what's up with you guys?" I question, tilting my head slightly as I scan the pack over. "Embry knew we were coming over. There's a party tonight at Paul's and we were coming to pick you guys up." Quil answers with a small grin and right as I straighten to tell them we'd be there, Embry slaps his hand over my mouth, shaking his head. "I told you guys not to come. Andria doesn't need to be drinking. God knows how bad it was last time." I scowl up at him, narrowing my eyes and biting his hand to make him let go. "That wasn't my fault."

"Exactly! Plus, you've claimed her. You won't have to worry about us and we know for a fact you won't leave her side the entire night. Keep her with you and you guys'll be fine!" Paul exclaims, plopping down onto the couch beside Embry and I. "Rachel's gonna be there and I want her to meet Alex. They'll love each other for sure." I look at Paul, raising a brow. "Rachel as in Jacob's sister Rachel?" Jared snorts a laugh, nodding and slapping Paul's shoulder. "Big man finally imprinted and, God, you should see the power she holds over him. It's almost like you and Embry." He motions between me and Embry and now both my brows raise. "Almost? Wait. I hold power over Embry?" I question incredulously, obviously not believing him. The three boys burst out into laughter as if they didn't believe me.

Embry smirks against my neck while nipping at the column of my throat. "You have no idea, baby." I roll my eyes, shoving his head away as I look up at the pack again, brows furrowing slightly. "What do you mean 'power'?" I question curiously, wanting to know what they were talking about. "It comes with being an imprint, Al. Every imprint has power over their imprinter just by being themselves. With you and Embry, though he'd claim to 'wear the pants' in your relationship, you are really the one in charge. Embry would do any and everything you ask." Sam explains, shrugging lightly. I smirk slightly, looking over my shoulder at Embry, eyes flickering with mischief. "So, if I asked him to take me to that party... he'd take me?"

Embry goes to open his mouth when I pull my best puppy dog eyes, pouting softly. "Please, Embry?" I whine pathetically, batting my lashes at him. He scowls, expression staying hard for a moment until I whine again. I can see his resolve breaking before he groans heavily, dropping his head back then looking at me again. "...You let one drop of alcohol touch those pretty lips and we leave immediately. And I pick your outfit, you're getting too comfortable with my pack, baby. That's the only way I'll take you to a party, Alexandria. These are the terms I have." He lays out his terms, hand holding my jaw firmly as he tells me his terms. I huff softly but nod, agreeing. 

"Deal." I answer, sitting up with a grin and turning to look at everyone again as they watch with amused expressions at how easily Embry laid out his terms and how easily I agreed. 
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a/n: unfortunately, its been quite a while since ive published anything and this is just a filler chapter but its something. i miss writing but unfortunately im an adult with adult responsibilities that have to be taken care of no matter how much i want to just stay home and write for hours ): its so lame but please enjoy until i finally find more time to write again because i miss it so incredibly much