Loving A Quiet Werewolf

Chapter 4: Shower

Jack and I were on my bed. He had his textbook in front of him and was finishing his homework for biology. I sighed and he spared me a glance.

"What's up?"

"What do you think about telling people?"

"Like that we're dating?"

"Yeah."

"Well, we're already out, so I don't think it would be a big thing."

I turned onto my side, so I was facing him. I looked up at Jack who was writing on his packet while his eyes scanned the textbook pages. His lips would sometimes rub together to mix his Chapstick.

He noticed me staring, so he looked down at me as I laid next to him. "What is it, Matt? Do you not want to tell people?"

"I honestly don't know. I just feel like our friends would feel like we would be leaving them out a lot or we would be made fun of for acting all.. like we're mates."

"We don't have to tell people until you're ready." He said, setting his books on the ground. He laid down on the bed, so we were face-to-face.

"Thank you." I whispered, kissing him. He connected our lips again once I pulled away and he set his hand on the side of my neck.

His tongue licked my bottom lip and I accessed him entrance. His arousal hit me like a wave as he moved his body closer to mine so our bottom halves were pressed against each other.

He pulled me to a sitting up position and he straddled me since my back was against the headboard. I smiled against his lips as he attacked my mouth.

My hands went down to the button on his jeans, unbuttoning them. He broke the kiss, looking me in the eyes.

"Matthew.."

"Go with it." I whispered, connecting our lips again and he smiled. There was a knock on my door and I groaned as I pulled away from him.

"What?" I called out.

"We're at home, Matthew!" Father yelled through the door. He must've smelt us.

"Fuck." I whispered, pushing Jack away from me. I watched as he groaned, making me get even harder.

"That was fun while it lasted." He whispered, breathing heavily. I saw the bulge in his pants as he laid back on the bed.

I shot off the bed, groaning. Jack called my name as I slammed the door open. I went down to the kitchen where my parents were.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I yelled as they looked up at me. Father stepped towards me.

"Matthew, I wouldn't raise your voice with us. We made rules and you need to follow them."

"If I have rules, then you two should too."

"Excuse me?"

"You think that just because I'm not completely matured yet, it doesn't mean I can't smell you two either! We have rules, so you should too!"

I felt Jack take my hand and he gripped it. "Calm down." He whispered to me.

Father looked over at Dad and cleared his throat. "We'll talk to you about this later."

Dad took Father's hand and pulled him to their room. The door was slammed and I closed my eyes.

"Matthew.."

"This isn't fair. Why can they do stuff and we can't?"

He pulled me over to the living room, sitting me on the couch. "Were we actually going.. to.. do stuff?"

I looked up at him. "We weren't going to mate, Jack. We're not ready for that."

He nodded, then pulled me into his arms. "We can go to my house, if you want."

I nodded. "Yeah, let's go."

"You have to tell your dads." He told me.

I nodded, kissing him, softly, before going to my dads room. I knocked on the door, hearing footsteps. The door opened and Father stood there with Dad sitting on the bed behind him.

"What do you need?"

"I'm going over to Jack's house." I whispered.

"Sit down for a second." Dad said. I looked up at Father who nodded. I sat next to Dad on the bed.

Father turned around and looked at me. "I'm sorry, Matthew. We understand that that was uncalled for."

"We.. we weren't going to do anything." I whispered.

"I know. I trust you. Your dad and I made a deal that we won't interrupt you guys again if you don't interrupt us."

I looked at the ground, nodding. "Okay."

Father ruffled my hair, then I left. Jack stood up when he saw me. "Everything okay?"

"They won't interrupt us if we don't interrupt them."

He nodded. "That's good, Matt."

I pulled him out of the house, over to his. He opened the door and we went up the stairs. His dads were sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Hey, guys." Oliver said.

"Hey, Father." Jack had the same names for his dads that I do for mine. Oliver is Father and Isaac is Dad. My dads and his dads apparently agreed to use the same system.

"What's up?" Isaac asked.

"We just wanted to come here for a little while."

"Well, we're going out to dinner in about an hour. Want us to bring something back?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah, that sounds great. Thanks, Father."

He nodded, giving us a smile as Jack pulled me to his room. We sat on his bed and he pulled me into his arms. He kissed me, loving the feelings of the tingles we feel now that we know we're mates.

"I need to shower." I whispered, setting my head on his shoulder.

"Me too."

I looked up at him with a smirk. "Do you wanna..."

"Shower together?" He whispered.

I nodded. He smiled, leaning in to kiss me. His bedroom door opened and Oliver looked down when he saw us.

"Sorry, but I just wanted to tell you that we're leaving."

"Okay, bye, Father." Jack said.

The door closed and we waited to hear the front door close. Once we heard it, Jack stood up, pulling me to the bathroom with him. He turned the shower on, so it could warm up.

He looked at me and I could tell he was skeptical of this. "You sure you wanna do this?" I asked.

"Y-yeah."

"You're stuttering, Jack." I whispered.

"I've never done anything like this before. I'm just nervous."

I cupped his face in my hands. "Don't be nervous. It's me."

I reached down and started to unbutton his jeans. Something you don't know about Jack is that he's never dated anyone. He wanted to wait until he found his mate; me. I've had two boyfriends before, not anything special, but we did.. do some stuff.

So I've seen a man naked before, but I know Jack hasn't, so I know he's nervous about it. I pulled his jeans down and he breathed out.

"Don't freak out." I chuckled, kissing him.

"Okay." He whispered, pulling my shirt off. I watched as his hands shook as he started to unbutton his flannel. I took his hands in mine and looked him in the eyes.

"Let me do it, okay?"

He nodded. I took his shirt off, then started on my jeans. I kissed him as my jeans bunched up at my feet. I stepped out of them and we stood there in our boxers. I put my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulled them down.

I saw his face turn a bright red as he was exposed to me. I smiled up at him and gave him a kiss. He watched as I slid my boxers off too. I wasn't shy about my body, but in this moment, I was.

He smiled. "You're beautiful."

I smiled and pulled him into the shower. The water hit us and he wrapped his arms around me. We rocked back-and-forth together in comfortable silence.

"Thank you, Matthew." He whispered to me.

I pulled back, so I could see his face. "For what?"

"For being here for me. I know that we don't b***h about our feelings or anything, but I really am grateful for you."

"Jack.." I whispered. He was giving me a soft smile. "I would do anything for you. You're my mate. If you want too, you can always talk about your feelings."

"Thank you."

I connected our lips. His hands went around my neck and mine rested on his waist. He licked my bottom lip and I gave him access. I moved my hand down until it was hovering over his member.

Once I touched him for the first time, he gasped and bit my lip. I started to pump him in my hands, the water making it easier. He pulled away from my lips and looked down at my hands.

"Oh, fuck." He hissed out, looking up at the ceiling.

I took advantage of his exposed neck and he moaned out. I started to suck on it, definitely leaving a mark. His hands slid up into my wet hair, gripping it tightly. I started to pump him faster, which increased his moans.

"Matt.." He whispered into my ear.

He tightened his grip on my hair and I could tell he was about to reach his peak. I let my canines extend and let them graze the skin on his neck.

"Matt, do it." He whispered, then I bit into his neck. He screamed out as an orgasm wracked through his body. His seed squirted out, quickly being washed away.

I licked the blood off of his neck, closing the mark. He let his head fall forward onto my shoulder. I turned the water off and we got out.

We dried off and got dressed, then laid in his bed. "f**k, that was amazing." He whispered.

I smiled, kissing him, softly. "Good."

He moved over, so he was snuggled against my side. He draped his arm over my stomach and I wrapped my arm around him, so he was closer to me.

"I've never heard you that loud." I whispered, kissing the top of his head.

"Shut up." He said, hitting my chest, lightly.

He turned on the TV and we watched in silence until I felt myself being pulled into sleep.