Shadow of the Day (Wolf Moon Sequel)

Chapter 9: Interrupted

"I don't think you understand, if you can't please me I know someone who can. So give it to me right, or don't give it to me at all," I sang along with Melanie Fiona's 'Give It To Me Right'. It wasn't a song I usually listened to, but today I was in the mood for a song like this. Plus singing helped me think and relax. And relaxing was definitely what I needed. I mean, between my issues with, to use Grandma's words, 'getting physical', my father pestering me about my secret boyfriend, school and finding time to Change and be with Wyatt along with my pack and my sister I was starting to go a little crazy from stress.

"This is the real life baby, this is the life that makes me say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah," I sang and danced around my room as I dusted it quickly. With my sensitive werewolf nose dust got kind of annoying after a while so now I had to keep up with cleaning my room to prevent getting irritated to death, while also taming my hair constantly to avoid more issues. I was waiting until the weekend to get my hair cut since I just did not have time after school for anything anymore.

"This is the real thing baby, when I'm alone I can make me say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah," I paused in my dancing, and singing as the words clicked in my brain.

Natasha's words rushed to the front of brain when I realized what those lyrics I had just sang meant. My cheeks heated as I contemplated it. I mean, surely it couldn't be so bad to try it...Wyatt does it to me all the time...but then again I'm also wearing underwear when he does it.

I chewed my lip and stopped dusting to log onto my computer. Once Google was open I hesitantly started searching for any site that had to do with that kind of...stuff. I found one that was promising. I admit to spending quite a while on that site, browsing through it and surprisingly enjoying myself. The woman writing it was informative, and sometimes her commentary in some articles was actually pretty darn funny and had me giggling. I learned a few things about it that I didn't even know...and that we certainly did not cover in Sex Ed, even the many times we had that class.

Which brought up some pretty interesting questions as to why they didn't ever mention anything important. Most sex ed courses seemed to involve the same thing over and over again; scary STI's, pictures of diseased genitals, diagrams, and explanation of how getting pregnant worked. That was all great and all but it's not like I really knew how to acquire and use protection to prevent those horrifying STI's they gleefully disgusted us with and to prevent getting pregnant. I mean, if you asked me how to put a condom on I wouldn't have a clue. And they never ever talked about birth control and the different types there were. Or sexuality in general. I don't think I ever even heard the word masturbation once. Nice to know I was learning valuable information.

I chewed my lip as I closed the browser. I was home alone for the night and Wyatt said he was only coming later tonight which meant I had plenty of time to try doing some stuff.

I took a shower first and pulled on a pair of underwear, bra and this time Wyatt's shirt, figuring at least being able to smell him would help. I French braided my wet hair before I closed and locked my window, just in case, and pulled the the curtain on my window down. I might have been home alone but I still closed my bedroom door anyways, and turned off all the lights but one so it was dimmer. It was kind of stupid, but with all the brightness I felt self conscious. Which considering I was alone, I wasn't sure why I was so self conscious but hey, it was my first time.

I lay there for a moment, trying to pluck up enough courage to at least try. Since I read that some woman fantasized while doing it I tried doing that. I closed my eyes and thought about Wyatt, remembering how is usually cool skin grew heated against mine, his strong muscles bunching around me, hands trailing everywhere...

I hesitated a moment before I focused harder in my head and moved my hands like he would have if he were here right now. I slid one hand down between my legs and just rested it there.